Chapter 80
Time passed in a flash, and over half a month had gone by Dharing this period. Zinnia hadit give it much thought.
Zinnia sat down at her desk, feeling the emptiness beside her.. her deckmate hadn’t come ha school today. the back of the seat in front of her with her pen to get Ethan’s attention
“Lydia took the day of She should be back tomorrow, than replied canally disohen skipped school, but the ways bed among the ne
Lydia since ranked three in their grade, neither the teachers nor the school ever made a big death
en it
“She took the day off! Did something happen? Zinnia owned tightly a loved dying on mute
it,”
“Lydia skips school sometimes You get ined to ” than said with a dismissive wave of his hand the classmates are all customed to it,
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“Alright then” Zinnia nodded, but the empty seat beside her still made her feet may the pulled out her phone
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Opening Lydia’s contact, Zinnia hesitated for a moment before typing just two words: Hay, lydia in the end, she decided to send paking thinny emoji instead. Almost immediately, the chat showed that Lydia was typing.
I If Zinnia, I have something to take care of today, so i couldn’t come if you have any questions about the homework, I send you a voice message later
Lydia replied quickly
[Lydia, if something’s going on, don’t keep it from us. Zinnia typed back, pursing her lips. She hadn’t contacted Lydia becausar genuinely worried something might have happened.
[Alright] Lydia replied, adding a bunny-patting head emoji.
Seeing the bunny emoji patting her head, Zinnia felt her cars turn hot. It was just a vidus distant Lydia sending it with a straight face.
She couldn’t figure out how Lydia felt when she sent that emoji.
„but she couldn’t help imagining her us
What Zinnia didn’t know was that on the other side of the screen, Lydia’s ears were also a bit red. She stared at the cute bunny emoji Zinnu pale lips pressing together slightly.
Zinnia soon put down her phone and pulled out her homework. Senior year moved fast; by now, everything depended on self discipline Teachers rarely checked assignments; if she didn’t push herself, no one could really help her.
Although Zinnia didn’t have a natural talent for studying and didn’t especially like doing homework, she still tried her best, waging her own
endless assignments.
“Zinnia, looks like it’s just us for lunch today. Lydia’s not around,” Maisie said as she approached Zinnia around noon, inviting her to eat together “So, what do you think, Zinnia? Should we go out to eat or stay in the cafeteria Marue asked, casually linking her
with Zinna’s as they walked.
“Let’s just go to the cateria” Zinnia replied. She thought, “Why do they cram all the science claves into Tuesday mornings? My brain’s totally didn’t feel like having campus and preferred to keep things simple,
“Alright, let’s go to the cafeteria. The food there is decent, and they also have desserts. We can get something sweet late” Maye said with a chow.
For Maisie, the company was more important than the food. As long as she was with Zinnia, verything was fine. The two walked side by side forwards the cafeteria. Along the way, several students recognized Zinnia and couldn’t help stealing glances at her.
After a few weeks of settling in, Zinnia had grown used to the attention. Some gels had even started grong her little treats —
„chocolates, candes
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they wanted to cheer her up.
As Zinnia and Maisie stepped out of the hallway, ready to head downstairs, two girls appeared from above it was Betty and Anne
Betty still looked pale, likely still shaken by the online drama. Anne, holding onto her arm, was sohly urging her to eat some
“Move,” Betty snapped, her cold eyes fixed on Zinnia. The false sretness had disappeared, replaced by a sharp, unwavering glare She was pretending to be nice anymore
After the online incident, their relationship completely fell apart. Any hope for peaceful consistence, as Mais might have wished for was simply out of
the question
Betty stared, hands tightening at her sides. She had truly underestimated that little wretch. Zinnia not only charmed the Lynn family but also fiercely. Betty thought, ‘Truly, it’s the quiet dogs that bite the hardest.
f my father hadn’t stepped in, who knows how long the would have been stuck in that mess? Zinnia, who always seemed so dull and cave actually turned out to be much more cunning than she appeared.
Maisie said, “Well, what if we don’t move? What’s Ms. Betty Show gonna do? Can’t keep up that sweet and graceful act anymore? Not even a polite greeting for Zinnia? Guess the ‘good sister mask is slipping. What a pity.
“With such a cold stare at Zinnia, planning to trap her again? Ma se slipped one hand in her pocket, lifting her brows slightly as she paced up from one step below, her presence calm yet unshaken.
“Why are you being so pushy, Maisie? The online drama is old news What’s the point of dragging it out? Anne interjected, a hint of frustration coloring her usually gentle expression.
by shot Misié a cold look. “What are you gonna tell me where I can look now?”
Betty st
The Shaw and Jenkins families were on equal footing, so Betty wasn’t intimidated by her. After everything that had happened online, there was no chance of them ever being friends. With that in mind, Betty saw no reason to hold back.
Anne cast a glance at Betty, whose expression had become even darker. She sighed silently. None of her advice had reached Betty, who still harbored resentiment towards Zinnia.
“Your glare is revolting. What if it scares Zinnia?” Maisie retorted without hesitation.
One glance at Betty’s face, and Maisie could tell that Betty had beeseething with anger in the past few days. Her words were biting, and her tru feelings were no longer concealed Maisie snorted inwardly
“Are you Zinnia’s lapdog now? You son of bitch. What’s she offering you that makes you cling to her so desperately.” Betty sneered, har gaze full of
disdain
“Better this than siding with a scheming, heartless fake like you” Maisie chuckled softly, then spoke louder, her wor turp and unflinching, slong right through the tension in the air.
Other students who were coming down the stairs paused, attracted by the commotion. They gathered around, clearly more interested in the drama than in their lunch
“Betty, stop” Zinnia’s face turned cold.
“What, don’t you want me to call Maise your-“Betty smirked and leaned close to Zinnia, her voice dripping with mockery
But before she could utter the word “lapdog” aloud slap resounded, shattering the tense silence. The onlookers instinctively covered their own and stared at Zinnia in shock.
“Zinnia, how dare you hit me! Betty shrieked, her voice
