Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Chapter 11

“Heavens, who knew the ugly duckling could tum out to be a swan once she cleaned up!”

The class was still in a state of shock.

*Pfft, even if she looks decent, what does it matter? She’s the shame of Class Z. Because of her, we have been the laughingstock marry times now.”

“Exactly, and thankfully, she’s about to be expelled. Spending one more day with her is just disgusting.”

The jeering continued, filled with righteous Indignation. The students were oblivious to the ringing of the class bell.

Ms. Jade, the Spanish teacher, strode into the noisy Class Z, a flicker of annoyance passing through her eyes. She bellowed, “Are you all deaf? Didn’t you hear the bell? You’re the loudest in this whole building!”

Her class, Class Z, was always at the bottom. No teacher liked having students with poor grades.

She slammed her textbook onto the podium, her gaze sweeping to the student sitting in the back row against the wall. When she saw a girl with striking looks and a ponytail, her eyebrows furrowed.

a new transfer student. She was

two, clear out Flora’s desk and

absent for seven days or

stared at Ms. Jade

here, but Ms. Jade just hadn’t recognized

without an official expulsion notice, even a teacher has no

lecture me? Class

worst performing class, and Ms. Jade always felt frustrated teaching

angrier.

this, the mood in Class 2 soured;

as a role model, are you familiar with the ethical standards for teachers? No teacher

student was humiliating for Ms. Jade, who, in a fit of rage, retorted, “What’s

buzzed loudly, and the hot, humid air mixed with the heat wave made Flora’s voice distinctly

“Because I am Flora.”

She was Flora!

eyes widened in disbelief. She stared at the girl standing upright, struggling to find any resemblance to

as detestable as

just from her poor grades but also from a