Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 912 The High School Girlfriend

At exactly 5:15 pm, the dismissal bell rang throughout the school.

As soon as the first excited boy bolted out of the classroom and bounded across the playground like a wild horse, the teachers called it a day, feeling half-amused and half-exasperated. The quiet school instantly became lively and loud.

No matter the grade, the end of the school day was always the happiest moment for students.

At Capebatt High School, the buildings were separated by grade. The entire Harmony Building housed the sophomores, with twelve classes in total.

In Class 3, on the second floor, the scene was typical. Some students were packing their bags to head home, others were still taking notes, and a few were staying behind for their cleaning duties.

One exception was a girl in the fourth row and third seat from the back. She was fast asleep at her desk.

Her deskmate gave her a gentle nudge. "You fell asleep the second the teacher left. Emelie, why are you so tired? You should just go home and rest."

In a drowsy, muffled voice, the girl replied, "I stayed up late doing homework last night... I won't make it home. Just let me nap for ten more minutes..."

Her deskmate sighed and let her be. She grabbed her bag and left with the others.

However, outside in the hallway, a few students from other classes were peering through the windows. They pointed at Emelie while whispering among themselves.

"That's her, the one sleeping. She's Wesley's girlfriend," one student said.

"Seriously? They're together?" the student beside him exclaimed.

The first student replied, "Of course. Why else would Wesley come to pick her up every day? Just wait for a bit, and you'll see him."

"I never would've guessed. How did they end up together?" a curious student added.

One knowledgeable student explained, "Who knows? But Wesley is in the student council, and he was in charge of welcoming the sophomores. Emelie was the representative of the sophomores, giving the speech at the ceremony, so they must've met there.

"Later, both

them went to that math and science competition in the neighboring city. Maybe after a few encounters, they hit it off. I mean, Emelie's not only gorgeous but also brilliant. She even skipped a grade. Honestly, if I were Wesley, I'd like her too."

their family backgrounds really different?"

on, it's way too early to talk about that. They're not getting married yet,"

to like William. But he's always so cold. I really don't want to," one female student

you like him, he'll like you back.

person they were

hint of youthful sharpness, already carried an air of cool indifference. His uniform a standard blue-and-white outfit looked crisp and clean. His deep, dark

from affluent families. The halls were full of young heirs and heiresses. There was a smaller group, like Emelie, that

of high society, William stood above the rest.

the way from his building, which housed the seniors, to Harmony Building, which

by the window of Class 3, his eyes flicked over, perhaps

her arm. Only a small part of her

afar, one could imagine the delicate

typical of adolescence. She had small ears and long, brown hair. She was feeling warm, so a fine layer of sweat had gathered on her forehead, making her look both

around 50 degrees Fahrenheit. The

his gaze, briefly eyeing the large ceiling

soothing breeze. She lazily cracked her eyes open, spotting the classroom fan spinning. Her eyelids fluttered once

had slept for more than ten minutes. She had no idea when Wesley had arrived. Wesley bent down and leaned closer to her face. He was so near that he could see the soft, fine hairs on her cheeks. However, Emelie showed no sign of waking. small smile tugged at the

her. Then, he casually picked up one of her books.

"If you're tired, just keep sleeping. When

before going back

faint dark circles under

grade skipping was allowed, she went from eighth grade to being a

dance classes and was frequently being selected for state competitions, leaving her constantly short on time. Early mornings and late

already grown dark. Only the fluorescent lights in the classroom illuminated the

and saw Wesley sitting across

arms. Her youthful features still hadn't fully matured, so her face was chubby and her lips pouted

book aside. A large window beside them allowed

backgrounds, striking looks, and commanding presence made them school legends. Both were

wasn't being distant. Whenever he spoke to

you to nap for half an hour after

Norman, was one of the school's board members. He had donated enough money for the school to construct a building. Thus, Wesley having his own room for naps wasn't

together in the school