Chapter 20

Just as Juliana eagerly awaited the punchline of the anticipated joke, Yates, with a scowl that couldn’t hide his reluctance, stood before Cordelia with his band of lackeys and called out in unison, “Boss Cordelia!”

Boss Cordelia?

The classroom fell into a hushed silence. All eyes swept over Yates and finally settled on Cordelia, who sat still and quiet

Cordelia sat there demurely, her almond–shaped eyen quietly observing Yates for a couple of seconds before she responded with a simple, “Oh”

Yates jutted his chin up, shooting a glare at Flame No. 1, who quickly chimed in, “Boss Cordelia, school’s out. What’s the plan? What fun stuff are we getting into now?”

Cordelia was already gathering her books. As she stood and walked towards the door, she answered leisurely.

I’ve got an advanced math class.”

Yates and Flame No. 1 were speechless and dumbfounded. Their gang’s head honcho was going to a math competition class?

Some Flame Union members stepped aside to let Cordelia pass, then fell in line behind her. Yates, trying to seem casual, asked, “How can you stand those boring classes? You get any of it?”

“It’s okay” replied Cordelia.

Yates believed he’d caught her drift, his chin still held high, “Okay means not really, right? So what’s after math class?”

…Homework.”

Yates was speechless and had infiltrated the Flame Union like an alien, unwilling to let it go, he pressed further, “And after homework?”

Cordelia gave him a puzzled look, “After homework, it’s time for bed. Don’t you have a schedule?”

She wished there were more hours in the day for all the problems she wanted to solve!

Yates was dumbfounded and he’d never done homework in his life!

As Cordelia walked away, something struck her and she paused, turning back.

was daydreaming and nearly collided with her. Barely steadying himself, he found himself close

rush to his cheeks, he quickly lifted his head. As he was about to speak, Cordelia slowly began, “Your last name’s Griffin?”

blinked, “Uh… Yeah!”

gaze for a moment before

“Uh?”

forward.

sentence. Faced with her, Yates found it hard to curse. He

reached the lecture hall where Cordelia nodded

and headed up the stairs.

watched her slender figure disappear into the old academic building, feeling his heart oddly adrift, restless without a place to land.

suggested, “Yates, how about

heading home.” Cordella

class.

him sweetly,

the math classroom, Cordelia was about to enter when Sawyer suddenly said, “Cordelia, I’ve heard your scores in the math competition class haven’t

bellow echoed through the hall, “Sawyer, poaching students behind

see Latham, along with Hanley and Juliana,

like a ticking time bomb, as if she would explode if Cordelia dared to agree

“Doesn’t she look like a misfit for math? She aced her physics test

in desperation, “What do you think?”

Cordelia assured him,

words brought relief to both Latham

also relaxed but was soon bewildered. Why had she been so scared of Cordelia joining the physics

class?

Sawyer,

like we’re not meant

step into the physics classroom, Cordelia’s voice slowly reached him,

stopped in his tracks, his eyes

her heart skipping

you kidding me? With such a tight

unconvinced, “Yeah, Cordelia, you’ll be stretched thin. You might not have enough time

anger. Meeting her

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