The Billioniare's Miss Nobody

Episode 2

SALLY

If wishes were horses, then Sally would ride.

All my life, wishes have always been horses, and of course, I rode them all.

As the first child and surviving daughter of Mr. David Tonny, president of TONNY College, and as the potential heir of the prestigious TONNY group worldwide, I have always had everything at my own fingertips.

But today, I was furious to discover that, for the first time, my words were not made law.

Dad agreed with and signed new students who were not approved and screened by me. Having the first say was one of the major things I did as queen.

So far, I have been the no.1 citizen at TONNY musical college, and I've had the first tier since I was little. The high school and then the colleges all belonged to me and all exist in my name.

This one in Florida was one of the biggest in the country - not just the state, and I'd had the ruling power since I was little, even before I got to come study here.

I have this access because I was the only surviving daughter of my father after my mum mysteriously disappeared with my younger sister when I was five, and she was two.

My grandfather, the founder and ex-president of the TONNY Group, Mr. Simeon Tonny did a great job making sure I had a potential share in his empire, so I was literally CEO before I grew up.

This college, which he had initially built in my younger sister's name, now belonged to me because to was her next of kin and I had the power to make any kind of decision even though my dad was still the acting president.

Besides this school, I also had some properties dad owned, all attached to my name.

So yeah, I was a big name already. But I was enraged.

Firstly, because dad had to sign the admission of some new students with a high profile from their screening, and I was not informed. Tonny College wasn't a school just anyone could gain access to, and I made sure that my team and I screened and studied each and every student before they were admitted.

It is safe to say that I literally knew most people.

Worse still, I had my relationship with Jason to deal with.

He was my first love and ex-boyfriend, and I'd wanted us to fix things, but he wouldn't budge.

Jason and I dated back then in an elementary school in Korea and broke up in late high school because he claimed he was fed up with my guts.

It was only a pleasant surprise to discover that we were going to be course mates right here in my father's school in Florida. I didn't need a soothsayer to tell me we were meant for each other.

So I kept pushing it and trying to get back into his life because I wanted him back, but he became more cold and difficult than I could imagine.

He was now very different, established as a highly sought-after music star as I had always envisaged, but one thing was missing in his life. Me.

"Sally, we need to get going. "We're going to be late?" I turned to Claire and sighed.

I looked at my gold wristwatch and pressed a button. My driver immediately drove from the garage to the front of my apartment.

It took a lot to attend school this week.

Last week, I had a serious fall-out with dad regarding my relationship with Jason. I had always given everyone the impression that we were together, but those were only shadows.

I knew we would eventually work out even though he seemed to stress it. So I kept putting out posts for my followers that he was the best boyfriend in the world.

The last time we attended a gala hosted by my grandfather for musicians and CEOs, I was privileged to take pictures with him and post them as though we were a thing.

He was angered by this, and it somehow got to my father who, also being upset, tried getting me to take it down. But I didn't see that happening.

"Let's go"

We stepped into the vehicle and I texted Samantha.

She responded immediately.

"I wanted to inform you that there's this new girl who looks nothing different from an elephant."

I wasn't surprised she had that information, she was like my personal antenna. Always detecting everything that was going on in school early. I always wondered how she pulled that through.

I also wasn't interested in any of this kind of gist.

"How's that my business?"

"Your school should only have good-looking people, right?" I saw this elephant in the queue waiting for her turn to get registered."

"Hmm"

"We have to do something about her real quick, before she infects other noble students"

"Sam, I'm not interested in fighting off anyone now. I'm going through a phase."

"She's also in the same class as us?"

What??

"What?"

"Yeah"

I faced Claire.

"Are you aware that there's an elephant who recently got admitted?"

Claire blew her bubble gum loudly. "Nope...why?"

I smirked.

I could use this to ease off some steam.

I got into class and I could see different students pointing in my direction as I walked with Claire.

They all feared and respected me, as it should be.

I looked behind me and saw the so-called 'elephant' looking lost like a bag of misery.

I noticed that she had already been welcomed warmly because her hair and uniform looked wet.

"It's interesting to know that she had the guts to actually believe she would be accepted here", Claire said with disgust etched on her face.

"I hope she doesn't run away early", Sam added, with mock empathy in her voice.

I breathed in and smirked, this should be fun.

Our lecturer walked in and started the class, but he was a new face, particularly in our class, although I'd known him for a while.

" ....oh you. What happened to your uniform? "Why is it looking like a mess when today is just the first day of the week, and we have four pairs of uniforms?" I was also curious to know exactly what happened, so I turned to her.

"Th...uhh"

"No one should ask a pig why it looks dirty", a guy from the back said, and I almost laughed, just that I was already in a bad mood.

People laughed, but she still couldn't make an attempt to explain herself.

Her face was already a problem, coupled with the fact that she looked nothing short of a pig. Now, she can't speak.

I was already getting upset.

"Mr. Francis, I never knew that they also admitted mute students here. In addition to looking like....'that', she also doesn't speak?" I couldn't hide my disgust this time, and he knew it, so he stepped forward immediately and spoke sternly to her.

She finally expressed herself properly, and I was glad she did. I was beginning to feel really upset with everything. Especially her.

I loved everything to be perfect, imperfection irritated me to my toes.

During the break period, I walked to the cafeteria still feeling really upset.

Claire made our orders while we waited to be served, so Sam started the conversation.

"Queen, you're unusually calm today. I expected you to have done something about this girl. She looks like bad news already."

"Yeah, you're not your usual self today. You would have welcomed this lady before now. But you've chosen to take things calmly."

I stared at them dryly and said nothing. I understood what they were talking about. Because I detected imperfections, I made sure to make staying in school a living hell for any student that looked like it.

I couldn't make any rules to expel or terminate the admission of a student once they had been admitted. But I could torment their lives till they left by themselves.

I remember being the reason so many disabled people who came to the school left before even a term could be completed.

I used all my influence to make sure life was unbearable for them in school till they left, and this made other students take their looks real seriously.

My rules were simple: you should never look bad in Tonny College. Not when I am here.

"Give me a plate", Sam smirked and passed me a plate of pasta smeared with ketchup.

I stood up and advanced towards her.

I really wasn't in the mood for drama, so once I got to her, I simply turned the plate over her head and sat on the seat close to hers.

I saw her gasp in fright and I smiled.

The girls had already followed me, so they had their seats too.

I saw tears form in her eyes, but that wasn't my business.

It has never been.

ARIEL

I stood up as soon as the hot meal slid down my body.

I couldn't stop my tears this time because the pasta and ketchup sauce was really hot, and it burnt a part of my hand.

I was only lucky that it didn't touch my face.

"You know, sometimes it's best not to come to school without makeup on. "Look at you, the queen just did some on your face for free," one of the two ladies added, while the other played with her spoon like Sally didn't just pour hot food on me.

"Why....what have you just done?"

She gasped dramatically and the other ladies chuckled.

By this time, attention had already been drawn to us and some people already had their phones out.

"You ask silly questions. Sit" I didn't do anything, and she shot me a glare that set me on my seat immediately.

"I need your help."

Really? She would pour food on me and then ask for my help thereafter?

Was this how things were done here?

"I want you to help clean my shoes..."

I was beyond irritated.

I stood up and picked up my bag. People kept chattering and giggling among themselves.

"If this is what you guys do here, then I want you to know that I won't be a party to it. "I have my own dignity to protect, and I would not let you or anyone take that from me." I tried so hard to sound bold, but I was losing it already.

I tried to walk away from the table, leaving my food behind, but one of them set her leg to block my path and in the process, I slipped and fell flat on my face.

I could hear the whole cafeteria erupt into a fit of laughter and I felt camera lights flashing on my face.

I am still yet to understand what I have done to these people.

I managed to help myself up with my hands and cleaned my palms on my skirt, and without waiting to show my reaction, I walked hastily towards the convenience store.

I kept wiping the tears that had almost blinded me.

Was it a crime to be this big? Would I have to live like this for the rest of my life?

I kept moving without looking at where I was headed when I bumped into a wall.

Or was it a wall?