“Wearing slippers and looking like that? No wonder Simon upgraded. How can you compare yourself with Miss Monroe? She’s the daughter of the city’s richest family.”
I didn’t care much about what they said, but the last comment hit me hard.
Since when did my dad have another daughter that I had no clue about?
The drama at the bar spread like wildfire, becoming the talk of the campus overnight. As I walked to class the next day, I could feel the eyes on me, the whispers following my every step. Thanks to my ever-resourceful roommate, Rosie, I got all the dirt dug up on that girl.
Quinn Monroe, a freshman in Animation Design, Class of 2023, and a local from H City.
“I heard Quinn Monroe threw 2,740 dollars in the school’s main group chat last night. Now everyone’s flocking to her side, and the crowd has turned against you,” Rosie Ward whispered as she walked beside me.
It was just 2,740 dollars. That was all it took to turn the tide?
Our school had a tradition of mixing students from different majors and years for elective courses. For instance, the Music Appreciation class I was heading to had many freshmen from various departments.