Chapter Thirty-five
•MARIANA•
“You!” I shouted, wide-eyed.
“You! What the hell are you doing here?” The cute but arrogant guy from my workplace demanded loudly, his face contorted with surprise.
“What does it look like I’m doing here?” I retorted, standing up straight after gathering my scattered textbooks.
“How the hell did you get into this school? How can a drycleaner like you get into Royal Gate High? Did you bribe your way in?” He asked, clearly surprised.
“Hey, mister! Drycleaners are humans too. I didn’t bribe my way into this school. I got here like any other student, and if you were smart enough, you’d know I’m here on a scholarship!” I snapped, hissing in frustration.
“You’re here on a scholarship? I thought only brilliant students who passed the exams would be allowed int
