The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 11

Anyway, they hadn’t settled on a school yet.

Emmitt’s eyes danced with curiosity as he observed his sister’s calm demeanor. Was she serious about having chosen a school?

Mirabella shifted lazily in her seat, crossing her legs as she spoke with an indifferent tone, “Parkside High School.”

At her words, a bemused expression quickly surfaced on Summer’s face. She turned her head to Mirabella, “Parkside High School? Like, the Parkside High School downtown?”

Mirabella just hummed an affirmation, still nonchalant.

couldn’t help but feel like she’d just heard the world’s biggest joke. Auburn High School would have been believable, but Parkside High School? That was a stretch. Known as the city’s top–tier high school, nationally ranked in the top five, it was a breeding ground for the cream of the academic crop. The

bar at Parkside High isn’t exactly low,”

front of Summer, cleared his

to pursue the topic any further. “If you need help, just say the

to tune the car stereo, casually acknowledging her

car window, too laid–back to engage any further. Her eyes took in the cityscape outside–the hustle and bustle,

an advantage of the older, low–rise architecture. Mr. and Mrs. Davis were already waiting at the door, exchanging nervous glances as they heard

and Summer emerged first, followed by Mirabella.

Mira