Author's Note : It's just so happen that I became bored and wants to escape from reality. I hope you can bare to read my first novel and Sorry in advance if you seem to annoyed on my grammar cause English is my fourth language, so bare with it and I try my best to give you a satisfactory story. Thank you.♥️

Sinclair Blair (FL) : Rich, sophisticated, beautiful in a perfect way, only daughter of MR and Mrs. Blair, Junior year high school student, 2D type Personality ( it means, she shows herself to the person what expected her to be), but she can be as badass as she want too.

Zen Taylor - Rich, arrogant, cool, handsome, Dominant, Only Son of Mr. and Mrs. Taylor, Junior Year high school student, playboy and he shows no mercy.

Authors Note: The characters have no pictures cause I haven't seen yet that can fit to their characters. Just imagine whom you want it to be and just go with the flow with my story. Thank you.

Narrator : We are all bound by our past. Past that teach us to learn and accept for who we are today and keep us moving forward for our brighter future. But not all past are being recognized as past because for others, Past is the anthedote to moves forward in the future.

Sinclair POV: " Ready to be hurt again, aha, aha, aha" ( music ), I used to sing this song every morning, just want to acknowledge that it's new day means a new life, and by all means I prepare myself to be hurt every single day of my fu**ing life. Just as the moment that I'm in the Chorus of the song , I heard a soft knock from the door of my bedroom. Then I asked in frustration" Yes, who is it?"

Maid 1: "Miss, I just want to inform, that your breakfast is ready and your first day admission in your new school today."

Sinclair: "OMG! I almost forgot! yeah, I'm coming." Then reality hit me , yeah it's true that I almost forgot that my parents forced me to transfer to other school last week for which they believe that this school teach me how to act like a lady. Somehow I believe that they can't make it to happen cause I'm in the middle of semester on my current school, so it's really impossible for them to convince my admission to the school whom they want me to transfer but to my surprise it happens.. "Ughhhhh" the only words that come out on my mouth. To be honest, I don't like my previous school because everyday of my life I got myself to fight to the mean students who were jealous of my breathaking beauty and my status in life and everyone on that school seems to enjoy watching it. There is no one that I can rely on there, in short , I have no so called Friend, the reason that I gone to that school because they have a very Quality Education to offers and they always believed in Fairness in every student. So, whenever I got into a fight even though they know my parents,. they always give me the appropriate punishment and even fair those who I got to fight with. But then suddenly, My parents decided me to transfer to another school cause they can't bare to see their daughter in a fight that can affect/humalate to our family's background. I got up from my bed and take a quick shower and dress myself into skinny blue jeans, white shirt and white shoes, when I feel myself ready I go downstairs to eat my breakfast. As usual I eat alone cause my parents always busy on their works and I have no Idea on which country they are in right now. 😔. Then after I ate my breakfast I head towards outside the house to where the driver is waiting for me to give me a ride to my new school..

After 30 minutes of a long drive finally she arrive to her new school.

Sinclair: "I'll call you when the class is done. "

**Driver: Yes Miss.

Sinclair: When the car is gone on my sight. I study the Welcoming School Building. To tell you honestly the every bit architectural structure of this building are breathaking , it means it was built with a high quality and class, just to compliment the students, teachers ,and other staff whose behind the founder of this school. All the student who come in this school are all looking great, classy and rich brat.

Then suddenly I become conscious with my looks. Yes, I am rich but I grow up in a very simple way and my parents didn't bother of what I'm wearing as long as I am comfortable with, and as for important occasions, you can't count me in , cause I'm not interested in talking to the nonsense fake group of people. Then as I'm in the deep thought of reality the bell suddenly ring to notify that all students must be inside of the school campus premises already. Then for a seconds, I give myself some courage and tell to myself

" Welcome to the School of Elite , Sinclair*"

As I enter to the building , I take a look at my class schedule in what room is my first subject. Since I am new , I have to ask someone to help me the direction towards my room. Then, I saw some bunch of the students who are busy in their busy talking business. Without hesitation, I approach them*.

Sinclair: " Ahmm, excuse me, Can I ask on which direction is this room? " First they look at me with a mocking face , a feeling that they analyze every of my human being specially my outfit for today. But I don't mind their expressions, cause I'm in a hurry and for sure I'll be late on my first class.

Girl : " Ok, your room is on the Fifth floor just take the elevator"

Sinclair: "Thank you." And I got no response. So I run fast the elevator as the bell rang for a second time it means that all the students must be in their respective room already.

After two minutes I found my room , and I excuse myself . "Excuse me, sorry I'm late".

Homeroom Teacher (Mona): " **Oh, Hi, are you the new transfer student here?"

Sinclair: "Yes, sorry for interruption, I wasn't able to go to Admission office cause I hear the bell twice and I don't need their guidance to give me a tour*. ( ofcourse that was a lie, because honestly I forgot that I need to go first the admission office ,for them to be the one to introduce me to my homeroom teacher, I hope she will buy that*. )

Homeroom Teacher (Mona):" Ok, Come in and introduce yourself to the class. "

Sinclair:" Hi, I'm Sinclair Blair". Will I don't want to share every details of my life, so that's it. My name is enough for them to know who I am. Then for a few seconds, when the teacher notice that I have no words to add on.

**Teacher Mona: "Ok, that's it. You may sit on the back near the window, cause that's the only available sit . "

Sinclair: "Ok. Thank you*." As I go to my direction in my sit. I heard a soft murmur* .

**Boy (Sam): "What a bold introduction."

Boy( Paul): "Yeah, your right, I thought she is some commoner because of her outfit, but after I heard her Surname, I'm glad that she's not an outcast."

Sam:" Yeah, same here. "

Sinclair*: I ignored their words. Cause I'm used to it. Somehow I'm glad that I was born this way, but part of my mind saying that what if I was born in a poor family background, will they accept me or reject me?

As the morning classes ended, I feel like floating in the ocean, there are some students who tried to talk to me and I'm glad they did but I was disappointed because all they are talking is latest fashion trends, boys and etc. That I have no Idea on it or let as say that I'm not interested in that topic.

So as the bell rang for lunch, I walk alone to the Canteen. Scanning the Canteen, I can see that the students are in groups in every table, like for example, table for nerd, table for smart people, table for varsity player, table for couples, and etc. Then I thought that maybe there is no room for me here, But thanks God that their is an extra table that haven't occupy yet, so I get my lunch ( lunch is provided by school that includes in our tuitions) I set there and enjoy my lunch while putting my earphones to my ear to listen the music that I love. But after a minute someone grab my shoulder harshly. And I become irritated, I turn myself to look at the person and said*.

Sinclair: "What do you think you are doing"

Then I realized that he had a lot of companions that I describe maybe he's friends. He look at me with questioning in his eyes. Then He said.

Evan: " Do you know whom that table belongs to, that you are sitting right now?" Who's this girl? I thought everyone in this school knows our "property" . As I looking at her, she wear jeans and shirt only, will maybe this girl is new student of this campus. But when my eyes fall on her face, I became agitated because she's looking at me as if I am just a common students here.

Sinclair: I know he is now angry by looking in his eyes and to my surprise his friends are just seems calm and waiting for the good show. What a bunch of boring idiots. To answer his questions I said irritably "This table is belong to school property".

Evan: " **The answer is wrong, Do you know who I am"?

Sinclair: " Well, Mister first of all it wasn't written in my class schedule that I have a subject to know who you are and I don't give a damn for who own this table cause there is no name and warning written on it that this table is prohibited to be sitted by someone like me. I said calmly. As I'm waiting for his response, I sit again and continue eating my lunch cause I really feel like hungry, then as I put the spoon on my mouth the table been kick strong enough that my lunch been ruin. And now my patience is no longer available. I face the person who kick the table and said . "Really, what a childish action*," As I look at the person I become stiff for a seconds, because this man standing with a cool confidence to face me is so handsome, his tan skin that compliment to his blue eyes, his perfect nose, and his pouty thin red lips that I do not know how many lips had been kiss. But before I lost in my thoughts of this man, I

pick the plate with a few spaghetti on it that been drop on the table and threw it to his face. Then I ran hurriedly without looking back*.

Zen : As I watch Evan far away from the table of ours , arguing with the girl about some goddamn table that everybody knows that belong to our group, I feel my patience getting low, when Evan ask the girl for who he is, and the girl answered with a calm that she don't care who the hell he is and do not care who's this table belongs to. When she didn't get a response by Evan, she continue eating her lunch. I know everyone is waiting for the next action cause everyone stop eating there food and giving their attention to our area. So as I feel very hungry and irritated in her stubborn behavior I walk silently and kick the table where her food been spoils. Then when she turn to face me, I'm amuse on her beauty, she had a perfect face that compliment to smooth white skin, her pinkish face those blue gray eyes with a perfect nose and a pouty red lips that I really want to know the taste. But My thoughts been ruin because I feel something that been threw to my face and it when I look at the who threw it I saw in her plate the remaining sauce if spaghetti in the plate. I freeze for a seconds before I can say a words, the girl ran away.. And I just thought that. You put yourself into a nightmare , Girl.