nd Wendy swiftly made their way int

resolve. She felt a surge of irritation welling up within her, temptin

mpse of the one who holds her heart on this momentous inaugural day of their shared a

n on my CK's face! My entire day is going to be a disaster! You must be quite eccen

as if it had wings, determined to reach the scho

entered our school before; that's why we finished our courses early, right?" Wendy's

ubtle pout, managed to provoke a s

nt me to kick you back to America!" With a fierce snarl, she cast a disapproving glance towards her friend

ightly and abruptly shoo

n later after we arrive at school

their years of friendship, she still found herself

ned silent, her gaze fixed on the road ah

e rhythmic hum of the engine filled the void between them. She allowed h

remarkable endeavor: the establishment of an esteemed international school caterin

y pursued her desires, undeterred by the shocked

sive quadrangle, deftly executing a series of skillful drifts, each one a testament to he

he boundaries of her actions, surpassing any reasonable limit, and as a result, a mischievous smile

legs wobbled and she was about to give up. Marydeth's eyes rolled with a

hand connected with the back of her best frie

room; after all, we have schedules and your knees are

trolled side by side, their footsteps falling in sync with the rhythm of their hearts. Every nook and cranny of th

trolled along, Wendy playfully prodded Marydeth's side, eliciting a lighthearted reactio

her voice dripping with disdain. "I do believe I have a tickle in

began her stride. In the end, she managed to exact her revenge on

wide grin stretching across her face. Wendy adores this facet of h

tanding as a formidable barrier between them and what lay beyond. Marydeth rapped h

in her, a simmering annoyance that compelled her to take action. With a swift motion,

ecause this is a classroom, I'm meant to be open!' Her thoughts rema

h. Marydeth's eyebrows arched, a subtle yet tellin

ith their collective shock reverberating throughout the room. Even the professor, th

carried the weight of disappointm

or? Is that an appropriate method to enter a room?" The professor's voice

Yet she did not stop at mere mockery; she felt compelled to issue a cautionar

I destroy my PROPERTIES here," Marydeth stressed the words that caused the professor t

ion shattered the tranquility of the room. The Dean, his countenance flushed and p

h a handkerchief. The palpable sense o

ing. Mr. Rosales, say sorry to Ms. Goodfield," the Dean said, bowing. Even though they are o

United States, I am elated to share that I emerged as the foremost performer in both endeavors.' She whispered to herself, her voice filled with a mix of

ed from boasting and instead assum

ashed over his features. He acknowledged Marydeth and her achievement right away. With a

ence, she swiftly darted across the room in pursuit of her intended target. And voilà! He is here. Her lips curled u

on was completely fixated on him. Had her friend not spoken with a subtle blend

eld! Shall we sit ther