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

Chapter 59

Mirabella paused mid–stride before turning to look at Summer. There was a cool detachment in her eyes, and her voice was chilly as she declined. “No, thanks. I’ll take the bus.” Without waiting for Summer to respond, she withdrew her gaze and walked towards the bus stop with a pace that was neither hurried nor slow.

Jenna, who had been watching the exchange with the enthusiasm of a spectator at a sports game, Instinctively followed Mirabella. “Queen Mira, wait up for me!”

Summer’s expression stiffened slightly, but her sunglasses concealed any sign of discomfort. She watched as Mirabella’s silhouette grew smaller in the distance, and her grip on her bag tightened ever so slightly.

“Queen Mira, you know Summer, right?” Jenna asked with a certainty that belled her casual demeanor.

As Mirabella reached the bus stop and waited for the bus, she turned to face an eagerly gossiping Jenna and replied noncommittally, “Sort of.”

“Are you guys… related?” Jenna blinked, guessing boldly. But before Mirabella could respond. Jenna’s face fell. “Oh no, oh no, Queen Mira, please tell me you won’t rat me out to Summer for the comments I made?” In that moment, Jenna felt as if her heart was in a vise. After all, Summer had plenty of die–hard fans at Parkside High School who could drown her in their spitfire words if she crossed them.

half–smiling glance. “Don’t

stepped onto her usual bus, pulling out her transit card. “Are you sure you want to keep following me to discuss my sense of humor… or the lack thereof?”

her mistake, Jenna smacked her forehead, which had been clouded by gossip. “Holy cow, how did I end

resentment at Mirabella, she turned and sprinted back the way she

soft chuckle escaped

Emmitt’s car and after a brief chat, she mentioned. “Emmitt, I’ve signed up for BrainSpark Nationals. The Education Association is really focusing on it this year. If I can make it into the top three nationwide. I’ll get a

her. “Sounds like an interesting competition. Do

as she fiddled with the fluffy keychain on her bag, murmuring an agreement before

as he frowned. “With her grades, why bother with this competition? Isn’t that just a waste

of it as an extracurricular activity, broadening her horizons.” Summer

little sister really wasn’t the type to make things

Emmitt dropped her back to the Gilbert family home. It was still early when he left, so