A lonely blond-haired girl has to face the hardest challenge of her life. Making Friends!
Grace to herself: Friends, friend friend how can you meet one, when for most of your life the only people you interact with were your parents?
"On the plus side or downside, this is a school for the Rich! There are too many tropes for me to list off. Let's just hope my personality doesn't get degraded."
While walking through the school's yard she sees many groups of students that are mixed and not mixed hanging out... And just as she expected, their clothes are either brand or tailored.
Grace stopped by a water fountain in the middle of the yard. She leans forward to look at her reflection in the water.
She fixes her hair and then takes a look at her attire.
Grace: Flawless hair and tailored clothes. I am the same as everyone here. You hypocrite!
"Let's just get today over with!"
Grace leans back and walks away from the fountain. But all she did was turn around and be stopped by a group of three rich boys.
One of the boys speaks up with a confident voice: Are you a new student here, Lady?
The one speaking up has short blond hair and is wearing the best suit out of the three.
Grace (Bad influence this early!): I am! Also please refrain from calling me 'Lady', I'm not that old yet.
Blond boy: An elegant voice mixed with polite manners. People like you are rare to combine these days.
Grace (Stop smooth talking and leave me alone!): Hehe, thank you!
Blond boy: How about you and I go somewhere to get to understand each other better?! Just the two of us!
Grace: Sorry, I don't think I can. I still have some business to do before getting any free time.
Blond boy: You have such a hard-working mindset. This why you deserve some break, and I have something that will change your mind.
Grace (It's going to be a Black Card, no doubt)
Blond boy pulls a Black Card from his attire: With this, you can go anywhere and have anything you want.
Grace (Is this connard reading from a script?): Aren't some places prohibited from letting people under the age of 18 in?
Blond boy: These places are blinded by money. All we need to do is give them lots of money then we can do anything we want!
Grace (Let's just get this over with): I'll be honest, you should stop flirting! You have the look and money, but this is the wrong place to use those.
" You, me, and everyone here are all filthy rich! We are all commoners in this circumstance. Now, if you don't mind I need to go."
Blond-boy's goons step up to stop Grace from taking another step.
Blond boy put away his card: Not only are you beautiful and elegant, but also smart. What a perfect Girl! If money and look are not what you looking for, then I still have another ace up my sleeve.
Grace (Ugh! Don't tell me this salope has it too.)
Blond boy stretches his arm toward Grace and within seconds Fire appears out of his palm.
Blond boy: Not everyone can have this. This is what money can't buy. Superpower! Now are you impressed?!
Grace lashes out at him: Not at all! You think that I will follow any rich connard that waves their card at me! I'm 15 and I'm financially stable with a future in front of me.
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The Art of Sword
ActionSunz was born with an unknown ability given only a sword from birth but had no idea of what to do, until one faithful day his ability got reawakened and it's his choice to live his old life or explore his new one with the help of his friend Jihu. At...
