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

dyed hair, and some wore heavy makeup. In short, they looked delinquent. Lydia Harper threatened in an overbearing manner, “You must be Elise Sinclair. Be

across his desk in Class 12A. He had just woken up from a nap when he

Elise to have a rough time at school. He didn’t 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

me again! Got 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

 He had a sudden feeling that Elise might be no pushover. “I trained myself by cutting trees and climbing mountains in the countryside. These people are so terrible at fighting.” Upon

your business! I’m here because 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

help me 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