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

she sat alone in 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 looked delinquent. Lydia Harper threatened in an overbearing manner,

“Yes, I 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 nap when he heard some female classmates talking in front of him. “I heard that Lydia of Class 12F had gone to teach Elise a lesson. Tsk, tsk, she’s finished.” “She’ll be roughed

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 girls who had come to teach Elise a lesson got the hell

it?” “Yes, we got it! We were wrong! We’re sorry!” Elise dusted her hands together and was about to leave when she saw Danny standing behind her with a look of astonishment. “You…” During the past few

mountains in the countryside. These people are so terrible at fighting.” Upon

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 of the Griffith Family—my sworn enemy—challenged me to a

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 it’s decent enough, she thought. Therefore, she languidly texted back, ‘Okay. I’m at Springfield High. Come