The class teacher, Mr. Smith, appeared at the entrance of the classroom together with Janet.
“She’s here! She’s here!”
The students rushed to steal a glimpse at the new student since they were curious how plain-looking the bumpkin was.
In the end, a petite figure appeared beside Mr. Smith.
Everybody was stunned to silence when they saw her.
Is this our new classmate?
Are country bumpkins so pretty and fair-skinned nowadays?
It was human nature to like pretty things. Most people wouldn’t have the heart to hurt someone with a pretty face.
The students, who were gossiping earlier, had suddenly quietened down.
“Everybody, quiet!” Mr. Smith stood on the podium and cleared his throat. “This is our class’ new student. Please welcome her and help each other from now on!” After that, Mr. Smith turned to look at Janet kindly while taking on a gentle tone. “Why don’t you introduce yourself?”
Janet nodded.
“My name is Janet Jackson.”
Dead silence followed suit.
Mr. Smith waited for the longest time before snapping back to reality. “Is that all?”
Janet nodded.
The class was filled with laughter suddenly.
Mr. Smith appeared embarrassed.
“Alright, then. In that case, take any empty seat available.”
The seats in the classroom were arranged according to the final exam results from last term. Hence, the top twenty students were given priority to choose the seats they wanted, whereas the teacher assigned the rest of the class their seats randomly.
Nevertheless, since Janet was under special circumstances, she had to sit temporarily at wherever was available to her.
Therefore, she randomly picked a seat next to the window.
Mr. Smith left the class after dropping some simple statements. Then, the class erupted in a heated discussion again.
“Whoa, our new classmate is quite pretty.”
“There’s a change in the joker list, and there is also a change in the campus belle list too.”
Janet was rendered speechless when she heard that.
However, she couldn’t be bothered to listen to their gossip, and so she sat on her seat while looking at the scenery through the window.
Suddenly, Janet received a note.
‘Nice to meet you. My name is Abby Shaw.’
Janet turned to look at the girl, and she took the pencil to write down a response. ‘Nice to meet you.’
Abby seemed delighted, and she scribbled quickly across the note. ‘It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Let’s take care of each other in the future.”
Throughout the entire period, countless gazes and hushed discussions revolved around Janet.
Nevertheless, the subject of interest merely looked at the scenery through the window as she rested her chin on her slender and fair hand. In fact, that particular position was yet another wonderful angle.
Once the school bell rang, a large group of people gathered outside of Class A.
The rumored campus belle, Jennifer Lewis, joined the crowd too. Emily walked out of the classroom once she saw the campus belle.
She adjusted her hair while commenting casually, “I wonder if the boys are blind. I can’t believe they claim that she’s as pretty as you are.”
Jennifer’s expression darkened immediately.
I am the well-established campus belle in Star High School. That title has been mine for two years.
However, upon hearing that there’s a new transfer student, the boys are acting as if they’ve been possessed. They are posting Janet’s photos nonstop on Reddit, and I just can’t help but feel threatened.
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