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“What happened last time we ‘reconciled‘? You remember, right?”
Mia’s confidence faltered, her mouth closing as she glanced at Linda, as if hoping for
But Linda just bit her lip, looking pained, her eyes filling with unshed tears.
support.
“Sophia,” Linda’s voice trembled, but there was a determined light in her eyes as she spoke,
“if you don’t want to make peace, just say so. I’ve already forgiven you for everything. I don’t understand why you’re still treating me like this…”
She lowered her head, her shoulders shaking slightly, as if she were holding back tears.
Around us, people began to murmur, some of them glaring at me, others whispering to Linda in low.comforting voices.
A few of them sent me reproachful looks, clearly blaming me for Linda’s distress.
But I didn’t respond. I merely turned and walked away, focusing on the task that had brought me here in the first place. I had no time for this petty drama. Not today.
Seeing my lack of response, Linda’s expression hardened. Without warning, she started after me, her footsteps quickening as she tried to catch up.
A few students followed her, watching with curiosity, their eyes darting back and forth between the
two of us.
“Sophia, wait!” she called after me, her voice laced with something sharp and urgent. I ignored her, quickening my pace.
I had too much on my mind to let her drag me into another confrontation.
My application for the Headmaster’s Medal was almost complete, but there were still details to finalize and a formal presentation to prepare.
This award could determine my acceptance into the University of British Columbia, and I couldn’t let anything interfere with my plans.
“Please, just give me a moment,” Linda insisted, keeping pace beside me. Her voice dropped, and she anced back at the others following us. “I have some things to say… privately. Maybe you could all
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leave us alone?”
The students hesitated, torn between curiosity and respect for Linda’s request. “Linda, you’re too nice!” one of them whispered. “What if Sophia tries to hurt you?”
Linda gave them a brave smile, brushing off the concern with a wave of her hand. “No, she wouldn’t. Sophia’s not like that.”
Then she turned to me, her expression softening, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes. “Sophia, please, just hear me out.”
I sighed, finally slowing my pace but not looking at her. “Fine. Say what you want, but make it quick. I don’t have time for games.”
Linda’s smile widened, but there was a hint of something sinister in her eyes. She leaned closer, her voice barely a whisper.
“I heard you applied for the President’s Medal,” she said, her tone dripping with false sweetness.
I glanced at her, my eyebrows raised. “So what if I did?”
Linda’s smile sharpened, losing all pretense of friendliness.
Why bother? All that paperwork, all those achievements–it’s a lot of trouble for nothing.” She watched my reaction carefully, clearly enjoying the moment. “For this award, there is only one place per college.”
I felt a chill run through me, but I forced myself to remain calm. “I’ve already prepared everything.” said, my voice steady. “It’s too late to back out now.”
“Is it?” Linda’s eyes gleamed with triumph. “You don’t understand, do you, Sophia? Arman has promised me the award, and no amount of effort on your part will change that.”
My jaw tightened, but I held my tongue, refusing to give her the satisfaction of seeing me upset,
Instead, I turned away, ignoring the knowing smirk on her face, and headed toward the faculty office,clutching the stack of documents I had spent weeks preparing.
The faculty office was quiet, the atmosphere formal and unwelcoming-
I took a steadying breath, straightened my shoulders, and knocked on the door.
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When the teacher in charge of the award looked up, I stepped forward, placing my carefully organized application materials on her desk.
“Good afternoon.” I said politely. “I’m here to submit my application for the President’s Medal.”
The teacher gave me a brief nod, flipping through the pages with a disinterested air. She scanned the contents quickly before handing everything back to me without a second glance.
“Your application has not been approved,” he said, his tone brisk and final. “There’s no need for you
to submit this.”
For a moment, I could only stare, feeling the ground shift beneath my feet.
My grades had consistently been in the top 20% of the college, and I’d won multiple awards in the
arts.
By all measures, I was qualified. More than qualified,
I struggled to keep my voice steady. “Did… Linda get the spot?”
The teacher raised her eyebrows, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.
“You’re still young, Sophia. Don’t take these things too seriously.” He leaned back in his chair, crossing her arms. “Do you know who Linda’s boyfriend is?”
