Coolest Girl in Town

Chapter 4,Coolest Girl in Town

Matthew left after they arrived at school. Elise looked at the glittering gold sign that read, ‘Springfield High School.’ This feels pretty nostalgic. I haven’t been to school for a long time, she thought.

After reporting to school, she followed the teacher to her classroom. As soon as she came in, the whole class was astir. “So she’s the Griffith Family’s fiancée. Isn’t she too hideous? How can she be good enough for the five Griffith siblings?” “Holy cow! The way she dresses is so uncool—as expected of a country bumpkin.”

“If she’s from the countryside, she must be poor in her studies. Why is she placed in our class?” …… Seeing that everyone was talking about her, Elise realized at once that she had become famous. She clicked her tongue, knowing right off the top of her head who was behind this. Danny’s so childish, she thought. No one in the class was willing to share a desk with

a corner. When it was time for recess, Elise went to the ladies’ room, only to be stopped outside by a few female students. Some of them had dyed hair, and some wore heavy makeup. In short, they

did. But I’m not leaving. I’m staying here no matter what.” …… Meanwhile, Danny was lying across his desk in Class 12A. He had just woken up from a

want to get her killed, or Jonah would definitely kill him. At the thought of this, he dashed out of the classroom. Meanwhile, the ladies’ room was a complete mess. The four delinquent

together and was about to leave when she saw Danny standing behind her

mountains in the countryside. These people are so terrible at fighting.” Upon listening to Elise’s explanation, Danny had an epiphany. So that’s it, he thought. Coming to his senses, he followed her out of the restroom. “By the way, what

I like it,” he replied, before quickening his pace toward his classroom. Elise was rendered speechless. After she returned to her classroom, her cell phone beeped on the desk. It was a text message that read, ‘Help me, Boss!’ ‘?’ Elise texted back. There would be no good coming out of this call for help, she thought. ‘Danny Griffith

out, Boss.’ ‘No, I’m not.’ Elise lay across her desk, looking totally uninterested. ‘Did Danny not bully you at the Griffith Residence, Boss? He’s such a nuisance, after all. Just help me out, Boss. I’ll pay you 5 million once you win the race.’ The person kept pressing her to help him out, so Elise pondered for a moment. Indeed, Danny’s quite annoying. Five million isn’t much, but