At Luxford Academy, the elite boarding school for the ultra-rich, Adriana and Nicholas have been bitter rivals since childhood. Forced to live in the same dorm, their once-friendly pranks have escalated into daily clashes-sharp insults, constant bic...
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I'm so happy.
I made it to the netball team.
Sigma's👑💗
Me: I got into the netball team🥳🥳
Drama freak🤍: That's great! Now we can beat asses together!
Dirty mind 🍒: Emilia you can't swear! But that's great Ria
Spanish Twin👑🩷: You go girl!
Me: Am I having an influence on my sweet Emilia🙁? Me: Your brother is going to end my life😔
Dirty mind🍒: She's surrounded by people with dirty minds girl😔
Spanish Twin👑🩷: Especially you, I don't even know where you get such stuff!
Me: Dione is a little bit 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂
Drama freak🤍: she's a lot more 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂
Me: I have to go for practice (skating) I'll see you in the dinner hall ⛸️💗
I grabbed my skating stuff and quickly changed into something skating appropriate and left my dorm.
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I glide across the ice, feeling the familiar rhythm of my skates cutting through the cold surface. The rink is almost empty, just the way I like it. It's one of those rare times when I can focus entirely on my routine, tuning out everything else. The soft sound of my blades on the ice and the crisp air make me feel free.
But as I finish a spin and prepare for my next jump, the peace is shattered. The loud clatter of skates and the booming voices of the hockey team echo through the rink. I look up to see a group of guys from the team, led by Nicholas, filing onto the ice with their gear.
Seriously?
Nicholas skates over, a familiar cocky grin on his face. "Hey, Tiny. We need the ice. It's our practice time."
I stop in my tracks, glaring at him. "Are you kidding me? I'm in the middle of my session. I was here first."
Behind Nicholas, Theo, Matteo, and Andrew, are standing by the boards, watching the situation unfold. Theo has his arms crossed, looking highly amused, while Matteo and Andrew exchange knowing looks, clearly expecting another clash between me and Nicholas.
Nicholas shrugs, looking way too casual. "We've got the ice booked, Adriana. You can't just hog it all day."
"Hog it?" I say, my voice rising with frustration. "I've been out here for twenty minutes. You guys get the ice practically every day, and you still want to kick me off?"
