RICH GIRL 👑 × POOR BOY ♥️

Rich girl 👑 × Poor boy ♥️

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‎ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄

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‎•RUBY HIGH SCHOOL

‎A dozen expensive cars pulled up at the parking lot. It seemed everyone was getting new cars this new session, especially the seniors who had just started driving themselves because most of them were at the legal age to own a license.

‎That wasn’t all — new shoes, haircuts, and accessories that screamed of cash couldn't be left out.

‎Welcome to Ruby High School, owned by Mrs. Ruby Darling. The school where only... ONLY elites are found. There were

‎barely any scholarship students because ninety percent of them got intimidated by the flaunting and the constant bullying.

‎The latest sports car pulled up, evoking a scream from the crowd as a handsome senior stepped his branded shoes onto the conglomerate floor.

‎Tiny whispers followed when he fully stepped out of his car in his stunning uniform. Meet Ken Woods, # richest, hottest, every girl's dream guy in Ruby High School.

‎Irene beamed, imaginary hearts forming in her eyes as soon as she sighted Ken, both her friends, Xael and Veronica teasing her on each side.

‎As soon as the bell rang, the students gathered in the large hall for the usual yearly welcome/motivation speech by Mrs. Darling, the school's owner.

‎Grabbing the microphone, she began, "Good morning, prestigious students of this highly esteemed institution. It's another year yet again..."

‎Sia cautiously walked into the hall as invisible as possible, glad to find Naomi at the usual spot where they liked sitting.

‎"Hey" Sia said in a whisper, sitting next to her friend.

‎"You're late" Naomi whispered back.

‎"Yeah, I guess I missed Maya's grand entry"

‎"No you didn't", a pause,"Maya's not in school"

‎"What's up with her?"

‎"We both know she's like that, don't we?"

‎"We should check up on her after school, what do you say?"

‎"Yeah, right"

‎"That being said, I wish you all success this new session", Mrs. Darling wrapped her speech, drawing a loud applause from the students, not because they were excited, most of them were tired of the speech.

‎Students flooded out of the hall back to their classrooms.

‎The senior class was always where the drama started. Everyone wanted the spotlight, for some it was easy; for others, they fought tooth and nail.

‎"I went for my vacation in Paris" Xael said with some sort of practiced excitement.

‎"I was at the last Paris Fashion Week; my aunt was among the stylists in attendance" Veronica said, whether that was true, no one actually knew, but the competition was palpable.

‎"Well" Irene began, dragging the word to draw as much attention as possible, "I attended Tate McRae's concert in Sydney. I was seated at the front row", she squealed.

‎"Guess what, girlies?" Veronica asked, making her friends pull in closer.

‎"Spill, will you?" Xael urged.

‎"Shane followed me on insta!" Veronica squealed, blushing in delight. She had a big crush on Shane but it seemed he wasn't aware.

‎"By the way" Irene said, turning to stare around the classroom, everyone seemed busy with their clique, her eyes landed on Ken, who was saying something to his male friends, "Ken's gotten cuter over time"

‎"Yeah", Xael agreed, "You need to see how he kept posting pictures of Maya over the holiday"

‎Irene's face twisted obnoxiously, "That bitch!"

‎"I don't see her in school today though", Veronica noticed.

‎"Look" Xael said "her friends are around."

‎"Bunnies?" Irene called out to Sia and Naomi who were both going through something on their phones.

‎They looked up at her, gazes far from friendly. Irene had taken it as a responsibility to hate on Maya, and then also since the second year in high school.

‎"Where’s Maya today?" Irene asked. "I’m just curious"

‎Naomi said "Cut it out, Irene. It doesn't suit you"

‎"Alright." Irene smirked. "Hope she never comes back"

‎"Disappointment will be your next bestie then", Sia replied before getting back to what she was doing previously.

‎"Sia is so annoying." Veronica said, staring at her with a poisonous glare. "Can you believe She never misses any opportunity to comment on Shane's posts?"

‎"If you like Shane so much, you can ask him out. You don’t need to complain here, you know!" Xael grinned.

‎"Attention! Attention!!" Mrs. Leticia walked into the classroom as if bringing absolute silence by her side.

‎"Good morning, ma'am", The students greeted in a lazy unison.

‎"Morning." She said and glared at the door. "Come in."

‎A teenage boy walked into the class, grabbing all attention. He was green eyed, tall and good looking in his simple blue hoodie, black jeans and white baseball boots. He held a blue bag across one shoulder and nothing about him screamed of cash, causing the stares around him to grow with distaste.

‎"Class", Mrs. Leticia went on, "This is your new classmate. Introduce yourself to the class", she urged the boy.

‎‎"I'm Connor Barlowe." He said, genuinely picking the right words. "Half American, half French. I hope to have a great final year experience with you all"

‎Silence.

‎"Any questions or the like for Connor?" Mrs. Leticia asked. The silence was way too unsettling.

‎"Yes." Xael stood up, thrilled for reasons best known to her. "Did your grandpa give those shoes to you so you could keep them as a legacy or what?"

‎The class erupted in a row of laughter.

‎"Who wears this type of shoe these days?", someone said.

‎Connor stared down at his shoes; yes, they weren't branded, but he saw nothing wrong with them.

‎"Xael!" Leticia yelled, clearly displeased, "that was mean. Apologize to him"

‎"Sorry." Xael did, but obviously not from her heart.

‎"Y'all better be nice to him", Leticia faced Connor. "Sit over there", She pointed to an empty double desk by the window.

‎"What?" Naomi frowned. "Ma'am, that's Maya's seat"

‎"Yes, he'll be her deskmate"

‎Connor walked to the desk and sat, noticing all eyes on him, but he ignored them.

‎"Have a good day", Leticia said with a warm smile before leaving the class.

‎"Oh my" Veronica laughed, breaking the silence first. "Imagine Maya sitting with this...", She eyed Connor, "It'll be entertaining."

‎"Sure will" Irene smirked, eager for whatever was coming.

‎TJ walked over to Connor. "Hey Connor, I'm TJ. Nice having you join us"

‎"Hi, TJ" Connor said, keeping a straight face.

‎"If you need some clothes and shoes, I've got some I'm tired of. I think they'll fit you." TJ said with a fake smile.

‎Seeming to be enjoying the drama, there was another row of laughter.

‎"TJ" Madeline suddenly spoke, "can you get your dull brain back to your seat?"

‎Everyone knew Madeline barely spoke in class, but once she did it was always one wicked comment that would follow.

‎There was another row of laughter as TJ, quite embarrassed, returned to his seat. The class didn't care; all they did was laugh at the slightest joke.

‎The teacher for the morning, Mr. Levi, came in, interrupting, "Good morning, class"

‎"Good morning, sir"

‎Levi sighted Connor. "New student, what's the name?"

‎"Barlowe, Connor" Connor said.

‎"Welcome to our school"

‎Some girls rolled their eyes, followed by unfriendly whispers:

‎"I'm sure he's on scholarship"

‎"Yeah, he's got nothing impressive"

‎"Can we turn on our laptops?" Levi asked.

‎Everyone brought out expensive laptops from various popular tech brands in various colours.

‎Connor hesitated before bringing out his old laptop with slight scratches on the cover. He'd hoped that no one would stare, but Irene did and she began laughing.

‎"What's funny, Irene?" Levi asked, noticing the culprit.

‎"His laptop!" Irene pointed, a few others joined in laughing. "It reminds me of my grandmother's old mirror."

‎The laughter erupted.

‎"Enough, you all!" Levi said with a stern expression. "That's a mean thing to say"

‎"Sorry!" Irene said, but never meant it.

‎"Now, back to class." Levi went on. "Statistics of grouped data..."

‎An hour later, the bell rang. All the students walked to the Cafeteria in groups. Connor found his way to the Cafeteria on his own. Holding his

‎tray, he looked around for a seat but couldn't get one.

‎He saw an empty seat where Irene, Xael and Veronica were. He walked

‎to them.

‎"Can I...", He was saying.

‎"No, you can't" Veronica interrupted with a sly smile.

‎Connor turned to Ken, Shane, TJ and another boy; there was an empty seat, so he was about to plead for it.

‎"Hell no!" TJ interrupted Connor. "Why don't you sit on the floor? It looks like your place, you know"

‎There was laughter from the corners.

‎Connor clenched his tray. Was it due

‎to the fact he couldn't afford their kind of life that they treated him like trash?

‎He exhaled.

‎"There's a seat here" Someone said.

‎All eyes darted to Madeline, seated alone at her table. The whispers began again:

‎"What's up with Madeline?"

‎"How can she stoop so low?"

‎"Wait, she wanna eat with that boy?"

‎"Look at his tray... eew... filled with junk. As a vegetarian, I'm so displeased"

‎"Yikes"

‎Connor was glad that there was someone who had a little heart in this fvcking school. When he sat, he glared at her.

‎"Thank you" he said.

‎Madeline kept quiet.

‎"Thank you, I said" he repeated.

‎"Hmm" Madeline smiled for a second which actually felt imagined.

‎"Seriously?" Irene looked disgusted.

‎"Why will she eat with him!!!" TJ frowned.

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‎The day went on, Connor got bullied in many ways, still, he decided to maintain his cool.

‎When it was time to go home, everyone got into their expensive cars but Connor only had a bicycle, which he rode on.

‎A certain group of girls laughed and mocked him but he didn't care.

‎✧･ﾟ: _✧･ﾟ:_ _:･ﾟ✧_:･ﾟ✧

‎♥ SULLIVAN'S MANSION ♥

‎The car pulled up in the parking lot which was crammed with the latest type of expensive cars.

‎Naomi alighted from the right seat while Sia alighted from the driver's seat.

They were still in their blue and white uniforms as they walked through the lush and well-manicured flower lawns that were patterned like low mazes.

‎Arriving at the corridor of the large mansion, Sia pressed the bell button. There was no response until the second press.

‎Conchita got the door and immediately smiled on seeing the girls.

‎"Good Evening, Madame Conchita", Sia and Naomi chorused.

‎"Hello girls, come in", Conchita said.

‎The girls walked in as the Mexican chef shut the door. "How was school?"

‎"Fine, thanks" Naomi said.

‎Just then, there was a woman descending the gigantic serpent-coiling staircase, in her expensive fitted dress and glittering

‎silver heels.

‎Everyone admired Sabrina Sullivan and every teen girl, except her own daughter, wished she was their mom. Sabrina was the perfect definition of "Mrs. Perfect" and despite almost clocking 50, she still looked like an early thirty.

‎"Good evening, Mrs. Sullivan", Naomi and Sia said.

‎Conchita scurried to the kitchen.

‎Sabrina gave her smile with a sense of elegance. "How are you girls?"

‎"Fine, thank you ma'am" They chorused.

‎"Uhm..." Sia began, "Is Maya home? She wasn't at school"

‎"Yeah" Sabrina said, "you both know your way to her room"

‎Sia and Naomi got upstairs, walking casually into Maya's room; of course, this was like their home too.

‎The bed, the sheets and draperies

‎were all purple with touches of white. There was a large teddy on the bed and the door to the balcony was open. There were all sorts of gadgets in the room, ranging from the large TV to the purple laptop, to the headphones, tablet, bedside drawers and lamps.

‎Most items in a purple colour and some in white.

‎Maya was holding her phone, donned in a Chanel branded hoodie and matching joggers. She glared at her friends in excitement, getting up from the couch

‎close to the largest window in the room.

‎"Hey, Sia, Naomi" Maya beamed.

‎Sia collapsed on the bed followed by Naomi.

‎"You weren't at school", Sia said, sounding exhausted.

‎"We demand an explanation" Naomi continued the conversation.

‎"I didn't feel like showing up", Maya shrugged nonchalantly.

‎"And your mom let you?" Naomi asked; that was surprising because she knew Sabrina Sullivan wouldn't let that.

‎"I faked an illness" Maya plainly said. "She couldn't prove that I was pretending, but I'm sure she knew, anyway"

‎"The bxtch, Irene asked after you" Naomi said before wearing a teasing smile. "And I know Ken misses you too"

‎"Duh" Maya let out, rolling her eyes.

‎The housekeeper, Mrs. Flores, knocked and came into the room with three glasses of lemonade.

‎"Thank you, Mrs. Flores" Sia and Naomi said; they were so used to this part. Mrs. Flores serving them drinks and then saying thanks in unison.

‎"Enjoy" Mrs. Flores smiled before walking out.

‎"So you're coming to school tomorrow, right?" Sia asked Maya.

‎"Yeah" Maya said.

‎"Yunno, there we have a problem" Naomi said, suddenly making the room freeze for a moment.

‎"What's the problem?", Maya raised a brow, quite indifferently.

‎"You've got a new deskmate" Sia answered as soon as Naomi gave her the 'go ahead' look

‎"Who's that?" Maya asked, eagerly.

‎"Some new boy" Naomi said. "Mind you, he's not rich, just another scholarship kid"

‎"Then how'd he get in my seat?", Maya asked. "I can't imagine myself with that kind of deskmate, though"

‎"Hold on" Sia said, "The boy in question isn't bad"

‎"Sia, sometimes you're so out of line" Naomi said. "The only impressive thing you've done is crush on Shane!"

‎"Look Maya", Sia ignored Naomi. "He's a green-eyed French boy; his accent is fire! I think he's gonna get the most crushes in RHS soon"

‎"Is it because of Madeline you're thinking so?" Naomi asked. "Yunno Madeline's got no taste"

‎"I know what I'm saying, Naomi" Sia said.

‎"Of course" Naomi sarcastically said "you do"

‎"Enough girls" Maya said. "Lemme be the judge tomorrow"

‎"You'll believe me" Naomi said. "Just focus on Ken, he likes you, we all know" She grabbed a glass of lemonade, taking a sip.

‎Sia's phone beeped; She took it out, staring at the message that popped in.

‎STEP MOM : [Hey Anastasia, aren't you coming home? It's almost dinner time]

‎"Who's it?" Naomi asked, curiously. "Tell me it's Shane"

‎"My stepmom" Sia said, typing a reply.

‎SIA : [I'm at Maya's place. I'll be home in a bit]

‎✧･ﾟ: _✧･ﾟ:_ _:･ﾟ✧_:･ﾟ✧

‎♥ BARLOWE'S HOUSE ♥

‎Connor arrived at the garden where his house was. His mom, Lindsay, and grandma Betty were already waiting for him.

‎"Mom, granny" Connor said with a smile.

‎"Hey, son" Lindsay smiled. "How was your first day at school?"

‎"Did the rich kids trouble you?" Betty asked, knowing that was unavoidable.

‎"No" He lied; he didn't want to bother his mom. "They're all nice"

‎"Did you make friends?" Betty asked.

‎"It was just my first day, c'mon" Connor gave a weary smile, unwilling to keep talking.

‎"Are you hungry?" Lindsay asked, catching the signal on time.

‎"No" Connor said. He walked into his room, changed his clothes and slowly exhaled.

‎He decided to go manicure the

‎garden outside.

‎"You got bullied" Betty said from behind him.

‎Connor was startled a bit. "Granny, of course not"

‎"You're just lying so your mom won't feel hurt, I know you"

‎"I guess you do" He sighed, pausing from using the shears to prune the flowers.

‎"Don't worry" Betty said. "Only in the dark can you find the stars. Happiness isn't far from you"

‎He always trusted her, though they weren't related by blood, and so he smiled. "You really know how to make me feel better"

‎"Of course, I'm your granny, am I not?"

‎"You sure are" Connor laughed

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‎❃ ──── By Kyarrls 🤍🦋──── ❃