Chapter 3
Thinking back to everything from her past life, Cameron shut her eyes tight. This time, she was going to take back control and change the game.
She opened her eyes again and glanced down at the school crest on her uniform. She was now a student in Class 15, Senior Year, at Langford Academy in Viremont.
It was the first week of the semester, and there were just over a hundred days left before the SAT
This school was built for the elite. Every student either came from money or power–most from both. Still, even among the wealthy, there was a hierarchy. And Cameron stood at the very bottoNL
The Wallace family had once been prominent, but now had fallen from grace. By all accounts, Cameron wasn’t qualified to attend a school like this. She only got in because of her fiancée Amelia, and the influence of the Chapman family.
“Did she run this way? Grab her. The shouting from outside the room snapped Cameron out of her thoughts.
She came back to her senses and looked up at the crowd rushing toward her and scoffed, wondering. They really think they can catch
fifty feet high.
Cameron climbed onto
to the windowsill and glanced down. This was the sixth floor, about fifty feet
“Go, Break her damn hand. Yasmin had arrived with the hospital’s bodyguards and nurses in tow. Her hand had already been set back into place, but her fury hadn’t faded one bit.
“Break my hand? Come and try, then.” Cameron looked over her shoulder, unbothered and bold, even arching her brow with a look that screamed pure trouble.
“Get her.” Yasmin roared furiously.
Cameron sneered, “Bye.” With that, she turned her head back toward the open air and leapt
As her body dropped at full speed, Cameron felt a flash of that moment in her past life when she had been pushed from the rooftop. Ban this time, she landed steadily, light as a feather, and with style.
She stood up, flipped a middle finger toward the people above, arrogant and unfazed
Yasmin was speechless, wondering. She jumped from that height and survived?‘ Her face twisted in rage and flushed red.
Cameron didn’t stop. She swiftly scaled the courtyard wall, which was at least ten feet high, flipped over, and vanished from sight with fluid, confident ease.
“Whoa, that was hot,” Bianca gasped, practically swooning. Even though she knew Cameron was just disguised as a boy, Bianca still thought she looked unbelievably cool.
Bianca thought, “That was the sixth floor. She jumped straight down and landed like it was nothing. That’s insanely awesome!
“Hot, my ass, Yasmin snapped, shooting her a fierce glare.
In the hospital director’s office on the top floor, Elijah stood by the window, dressed in the deep blue uniform of Langford Academy.
His features were sharp and refined, his eyes mesmerizing and striking. There was a calm detachment in his gaze that made him seem cold and distant.
From the window, he had seen the entire scene unfold. His handsome face remained mostly expressionless, though his eyes shifted slightly
“Mr. Moore, I’ll go find out what happened, the secretary hurriedly said.
“No need,” Elijah replied, waving a hand as he picked up the textbook on the desk, “Just tell my dad I’m heading to class.”
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