Pursuing Her

Chapter 5 Tell Me Who She Is

After hanging up on his call, Andy rushed out of the office and cried, “Please wait, Old Mr. Tanner. I’ll take Ms. Sophie Tanner as a student.”

His attitude had taken a one-eighty from before.

Even Josiah had no idea why the principal had suddenly changed his mind.

“Are you sure, Mr. Langston?” Josiah asked.

“That’s right, Old Mr. Tanner. I’ll have her placed in a class right away.” Then, Andy immediately called the high school’s academic head and informed her about Sophie’s immediate enrolment.

Sophie went along with the enrolment, but even she knew things were hardly as simple as they seemed.

The academic head promptly assigned Sophie to the worst-performing class in the school. After receiving her school uniform, Sophie was handed over to the homeroom teacher of Senior Class 8, Derrick Hayes.

Before Josiah left, he said to Derrick, “I’ll have to trouble you to keep an eye on Sophie, Mr. Hayes.”

“It’s no trouble at all, Sir! You should head back. I’ll lead Sophie to her class soon,” came Derrick’s courteous reply.

That was the only answer he could give, seeing as every student at Jipsdale Premier High had a wealthy or influential parent that the teachers could not afford to offend.

Derrick happened to be in charge of the third lesson of the day for Senior Class 8, so he personally escorted Sophie to her new classroom.

When he arrived at the classroom, he announced, “Hi, everyone, we have a new student in our class. She’ll introduce herself. Please give her a warm welcome.”

Sophie walked onto the podium at the front of the room and wrote her full name on the board.

Then, she declared, “Hi, everyone, my name is Sophie Tanner.”

Sophie Tanner? Her new classmates immediately whispered furiously among themselves.

“Isn’t she the Sophie Tanner who was expelled five years ago?”

“I think so! She used to be in my class.”

“I heard she had an abortion around tenth grade. Do you know if it’s true?”

“It was! Back then…”

right, everyone, settle down. There’s a seat at the end of the classroom, Sophie. You

row and ignored the spiteful

in Senior Class 8 did not produce spectacular

and taunted, “It really is you, Sophie!

of Willow’s clique and had had her fair share

after a sleepless night in an unfamiliar house, and she was in no mood to entertain

anymore, Sophie. Did you think you were something in Jipsdale?” She still believed Willow’s sister was

beautiful eyes

eye, she twisted her hand and grabbed

Queenie yelped in

no one dared

you to pick on, either. Remember this, Queenie. I’m not the same Sophie from five years ago. Not just anyone can trample over my dignity. Oh right! I’m sure you remember what you all

as though coming back had been the

roughly, causing the latter to fall

Queenie was dumbstruck.

Sophie was utterly fearsome.

in Jipsdale. We have

spent the last two lessons of the class sprawled across her desk, asleep. After school ended, she

outside the school

Langston must’ve changed his mind because

thing, Sophie decisively got

did not utter a single word of the

gaze, Sophie announced, “Tristan Lombard, right? I saved you last time, and you helped me today, so we’re even. Don’t look for me

Tristan were complex characters, and she did

worth a fortune.” He merely asked Felix to

of Lombard Group,

can have anyone we want in the world. Why

Tristan and said drily, “I have poor grades and poor

the eyes, and he knew in that instant that he was

skills,”

many times; I managed to remove the bullet from your body out of sheer luck. You would be dead now if

merely insisted, “I’m dead serious, Sophie. Please consider