Chapter - 4

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Next day (Boston University):

The next day started with a bright and busy campus of Boston University. The campus is alive and lively with rich people all over the place, the usual hustle and bustle of students rushing to classes, chatting with friends and some smoking to break rule and regulations in the hallway in the summer warmth.
Yet among the sea of faces, there is clear diversity between the rich and the rest.

In a place like Boston University, wealth is only that speaks among everyone. It was soo much clear with the way students carried themselves, the designer clothes they wore, the cars they drove the aura they hold everything is different. The parking area of Boston is filled with luxury cars like Audis, BMW'S, Lamborghini and so many that they like... These students are the one that grown with silver spoon handed to them since their birth their parents being CEO, celebrities and politicians. They are born in a environment where they never even knew the meaning of uncomfortable.


But there were rest ones who had to work hard for even studying in the same university and the pleasure to even sit with these rich elite class students..

Among them, the Hoover siblings were the real royalty. As Lily Hoover stepped out of her sleek black Mercedes, the heads turned as they always did. Then comes her brother, Tane Hoover followed by her, his presence commanding and overtaking everyone breathes away. The Hoover siblings looked like they just stepped out of some modeling campaign or Hollywood movies or something, their features striking, their fashion, style everything is impeccable. Lily hates this attention though she is a simple going girl but due to her family reputation she have to live like this also her father poured so much money into this university. But living normal life was impossible were you were a Hoover.

On the other hand comes Tane Hoover, who always wants attention. He walked beside his sister lily, his expression a mix of confidence and charm. Tane is a kind of guy who knew that he is good looking and enjoyed every bit of power that comes from being a Hoover. His reputation of being a flirt is no secret in all over Boston University but he doesn't care and he never missed an opportunity to remind everyone daily..



"Stop staring at every girl who walks by," Lily whispered, reminding him as they made their way through the crowd.


"Why should I? They love it, it's a harmless fun." Tane said with a smirk on his face


"It's going to get you in trouble someday and you better know why i am saying that cause you know how dad is about our family reputation."


Tane just rolled his eyes at Lily's comment but didn't argue because he knew lily is right, but that didn't mean he was going to change. He loved the thrill of chase, the way girls simped on him when he just give them smile. But he also knows how much Lily worries about him and he didn't want to upset his sister more than he already did.



They entered the hallway where the lockers were present for everyone, all the students were bustling around, chatting and preparing for their classes. Tane went to join his friend circle of all rich spoiled boys and lily just stand there thinking of her next move then she noticed something.


Near the locker room, standing there two girls--- Sarah Austen and Ashley Brontë, that were famous and the record breaker of the only two scholarship student to become famous
Because of rivalry .

They were glaring at eachother because of what happened last night, still lingered in the back of their minds but they weren't in the mood of fight today surprisingly, that made everyone move forward because they were waiting for some real show in the morning but nothing like that happened, the actual reason is that Boston University students always want footage and some apperance in anyway they can go any low for footage to get famous in this university but Sarah and Ashley aren't those type of girls but people misunderstood.



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