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❀ 3: His White Rose❀

"AUGUSTUS!" Inez barged into the tiny flower shop across the street. The elderly natives buying flowers went to a halt and looked at the youngest Styles screaming at the top of her lungs. "Augustus!" Although a bit softer, it was still loud enough for Augustus to hear her. He was busy billing at the counter when he heard her scream and strolled out as lazily as he could with his hands shoved in the pocket of his grey coat. The boy was surrounded by daisies, lilies, and roses at a display, and the bunch of orchids separated both of them.

In his white shirt and light blue coat, Augustus looked as alarming as he could in her eyes. Those gleaming eyes were to fall for, but Inez had made herself clear that nothing was going to divert her from her motive. But seeing Augustus greet her nicely made her realize that he doesn't know about what she had her brother had done to his sister. Why would Astraea not tell him anything?

If she does, Augustus will hate Inez, and she can bear anything but his hatred. She had faced his hatred before, and she didn't want to go back to the past. If one thing in the world that Inez Meredith Styles cannot get is probably Augustus back.

He pulled out a rose and forwarded it towards Inez, "A flower might calm you down, your highness." He had a playful smirk on his face because annoying her has always been his favourite sport. She grabbed the rose out of his hand and tossed it away, "go to hell with your flower."

"Haw!" Augustus fakes a gasp, making Inez clench her fist and grit her teeth.

"Stop acting all innocent," she spat out, pointing her finger at his chest, "you, you scrapped my name for the play."

"Did I?" He raised his brows at her, "I don't think so." His cheeky smile could melt her poor heart but not today when she was insanely mad at him and especially when he was deliberately annoying her.

"You did!" She stamped her feet on the ground, "I was supposed to be Layala."

"And now you are not," he smirked and was on his heels to turn away when Inez held his forearm and made him turn around once again. Augustus realized how his customers were gawking at the two teenagers quarrelling over a school play.

"Inez, I am in the middle of a busy day at my store," he whispered a shout, "behave yourself."

Inez looked at those women who were watching her and rolled her eyes back, "Well, your business can wait. You are the head boy and only you can scrape my name. Nobody besides you would dare to go against Inez Styles."

"Well," he sighed, "Inez Styles should know that she needs to audition for the role."

Every year, on Annual Day at Westwood High, a fest takes place where students perform a play. Last year, they performed Merchant of Venice, where she played Portia, but this year, it was an Arabic tale of Layala and Majnun. Although students are supposed to audition for the role, Inez, using her power and connections, got herself the role for free. And this year even Astraea was looking forward to the role. Inez does this every year; her surname is enough for her to get whatever she wants, and if not her surname, then her brother's powers, but unfortunately, Augustus is the head boy this year. Since he became the head boy, he has eradicated all such nepotism the elites enjoy in the school. He had made sure, every student should get a fair chance.