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Karla Louise Estrabao is a prodigy in the music industry. Rich, famous, mightily successful, and one heck of a beauty that can make everyone go...
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Karla's POV
I feel like I'm going to be sick after touching that broomstick. I pulled out my car keys from my car ignition before I walk towards the door where Brooke is currently standing with her hands around her waist, "Why are you late?"
I glance at my watch and it's already 7:30 pm, how great! Brooke open the door for me, "Margaret put me in detention for a fucking week. Can you fucking believe that?!"
I throw my stuff at the couch along with myself. I honestly feel disgusted with myself and I feel like I need to take a bath a hundred times just to get rid of the germs and bacteria that is now living under my skin after I fucking clean other people's trash as well as the fucking ketchup on the floor caused by the green eyed girl-well in that matter, I already got my payback. But still, it's not enough.
"Oh! I forgot to mention that to you."
"Mention what?!" I furrowed my eyebrows while looking at her.
"That your mom transferred the ownership of the school to your aunt which means-"
"Margaret is the new owner?! Come on!"
"Yep." Brooke bite her lower lips while nodding her head.
"Why did my mom do that?!"
"Well..." Brooke scratch the back of her head, "your mom spoke to me and she knows all the things you did. You know, partying and stuff. And the only way she sees right now to put you back on the right path is to transfer the ownership to Margaret to have an eye on you and to discipline you as well."
"I can't fucking-"
"-Language, Karla!"
I rolled my eyes on Brooke, "Fucking believe it."
"Oh jesus! God bless your soul. Anyway, don't worry. You still have your vacation, remember?"
"Thank fu-father almighty that you reminded me that. By the way, did you get all the things I asked you to?"
Brooke chuckled, "It's already on your room."
"Thanks." I gently tap her shoulder before I walk over to my room. In my desk, I saw a bunch of files which I assumed this was it.
Fucking finally! I will know who that blonde fucking whore is who stole my boyfriend away from me.
I quickly slack off in my chair and eagerly open the folder. It was a registration form that you will fill up as soon as you enrolled in KLEC University. It contains personal information which I really need right now.
"Ashley Victoria Benson." I read the name out loud before I slip my hand to my pocket and texted Dinah to meet me tonight. I really feel like she knew something about Ashley and Lauren which I can use to blackmail this whore. Besides, I still have a picture of them kissing in the hallway.
