Oops Wrong Girl to Bully (Angelina) by Xena Kessler novel Chapter 29

Oops, Wrong Girl to Bully

Chapter 29

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Angelina’s POV

I ran all the way down the mountain, not encountering a single soul along the way.

It wasn’t until I reached the base of the mountain, where the wide road was illuminated by streetlights, that I finally stopped.

I still hadn’t fully processed why Caelan had let me go so easily. To anyone else, my performance back there might have genuinely seemed like that of an innocent, harmless girl. But to Caelan…

He definitely saw through my act.

The question was-why did he let me walk away even after seeing through it? That thought lingered in my mind, refusing to fade.

I’d already met up with Logan and Zion.

On the drive home, Logan and Zion wouldn’t shut up about tonight’s race. listened quietly to their excited chatter, but inside I felt nothing-

to me, it was just another race.

When we got home and ran into Leo, these two immediately started hyping me up in front of him, adding their own dramatic flair to the story.

Leo got so worked up he literally started whooping:

“YES! HELL YES! That’s insane! You’re amazing, sis! I knew racing was in the Sterling blood!”

I said nothing, just gave Leo a look. Sterling blood? Well, at least he said our family” this time instead of taking all the credit.

“Alright, we delivered her safe and sound. We’re gonna head out.”

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Seeing his buddy so pumped up, Zion was genuinely happy too. But it was getting late. He clapped Logan on the shoulder. “We should bounce.”

“Yeah, drive safe, guys.”

“Will do. See you tomorrow.”

After Logan and Zion left, Leo and I finally walked through the front door

Leo was still wrapped in bandages, the most obvious one being the gauze ped across his forehead.

But I knew this was something that absolutely could NOT get back to the rest of the family.

Before we went inside, Leo grabbed my arm, his voice dead serious:

“Sis, you CANNOT let Mom and Dad know I got hurt. And definitely don’t tell Ethan-if he finds out, he’ll snitch for sure. If they know, they’ll

never let me race again!”

Faced with my brother’s plea, I nodded. “Okay. I won’t say anything.”

Of course I wouldn’t. Because I understood better than anyone how much facing meant to Leo.

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He loved racing. He wanted to become a professional racer someday.

Dreams. Every teenager has them. Even in my previous life, I’d had my own dream.

And my one dream in that life? To be normal. I’d wanted to grow up in a world without killing, without blood, just… normal.

Now that dream had come true. The feeling was indescribable.

So I wouldn’t stand in the way of Leo chasing his.

Leo pulled his hoodie up over his head, using it to cover the bandage on His forehead, and we walked in together.

Grace and Nathan were sitting on the living room couch, deep in what looked like a serious conversation.

The moment they saw us walk in, they immediately stopped talking.

Obviously, they didn’t want Leo and me to hear what they’d been discussing. But what they didn’t know was that my hearing was far sharper

than any normal person’s.

Grace quickly stood up. ‘Oh! You two are home? It’s so late-you should head upstairs and get some sleep. You’ve got school tomorrow.”

Leo kept his hood pulled low over his face and bolted upstairs without a word.

I glanced at Grace and Nathan briefly, nodded, and headed upstairs as well

My hearing was sharp enough that I’d caught fragments of their conversation even before we walked in. Words like “Aria,” “changes,” “doctor,” and ‘dissociative identity disorder had floated through clearly.

But I pretended I hadn’t heard a thing. I knew they were worried about me. Some things just weren’t ready to be explained yet.

The next morning, warm sunlight hit my skin-gentle, not scorching like midday heat.

I finished my usual run around the neighborhood and headed home to grab my backpack.

“Aria, honey, dont forget breakfast!”

Grace rushed out just as I was heading to my car, pressing a warm breakfast burrito wrapped in foil into my hands. “I made extra bacon the way

you like it.”

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I took it, feeling warmth spread through my chest.

When I got to school, homeroom had already started. Ms. Wilson was at her desk doing attendance while most students were either on their

phones, finishing homework, or chatting quietly.

I slipped into my seat just as the morning announcements crackled through the PA system.

First period was English 9. Students were supposed to be reading their assigned chapters of The Great Gatsby, but most were scrolling through their phones under their desks or passing notes. I’d just sat down when Ms. Wilson walked in-unusual, since she rarely showed up during

other teachers’ class periods.

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She must have something important to announce.

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Sure enough, Ms. Wilson walked to the front and clapped her hands. Alright everyone, listen up. I need you to stop what you’re doing for a

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