itement gets the better of me, and I quickly rush to get ready. I take a bath, dress in a pink sundress and brown sandals, put

at breakfast has already been served, with Mum al

blueberry pancakes and omelettes. As I sit down to eat, sh

ord time before clearing the table. Before long, we ge

whelmed with nerves. Since I'm early and I don't know anyone, I decide to wander around for a while to find my first class. Eventually, I find the class, wh

d to be here. I bond with a pretty girl named Candace in line, and we decide to sit together. She and most of the students here attended Haven High, t

been?" she asks me after ta

the cafeteria. I spot some of the people I saw in the dine

those guy

t look at them for too long, they don't like it." I'm c

re they?"

billionaire, he's also extremely handsome, as you can see. Number two is his younger sister, Rosie Powers, and she's spoiled to the core. Number three is Zayn Jackson and Liam Jackson, twin brothers. They're best friends with Dominic and also have extremely rich parents. Fina

stop her and ask, "How

and these things aren't even a secret. Now, as I was saying, try you

rs?" I q

ually stick to themselves. This also applies to most students here. Just because they're rich, they treat the rest of us like we don't exist." She

aying job." I know I'm lying as I say this. I'm already captivated by these people, and I know I might not be able to stay away. Looking at Dominic again, I

as unbothered as yo

ays since we have different classes. I go to my second class. This class is small

ngs, I'm so excited I

my house isn't too far from school. It doesn't take too long to get home, and I immediately go to bed to slee

d, and says, "Be formless. Shapeless. Like water. Now, you put water into a cup, it becomes the cup. You put water into a bottle, i

e you?"

s, we are one, we are water." Sh

ad of responding to my calls, sh

ically, the sound of wolves howling serves as a source of solitude as I contemplate what the dream means. It's n

dow, I notice something on the windowpane. Looking closer, it's a children's storybook. I wonder how this go

to be marked in history as the greatest. All the staff moved in haste to close the chapters of the last-minute preparations. Fortunately, the beautiful princess cooed happily in her

ries with Mum. But why was it on my window? And w