Chapter Seventy-nine

The hallway of Mary Hill High always experience an epic slippery morning every snowy day and sometimes, students fall and move on...

Gracie moved down the hallway slowly with eyes on her and mouths rolling in malicious talk. The looks on the boys' faces were in lust and all it did was disgust her.

All she wanted now was to escaped into a class, possibly better not attend the aggravating assembly. It was time like this that activating the bad bitch mode always fail and the only thing she could pull up in front of the students of Mary Hill High was some timidly shit.

She desired to walk like Countess would have in the uniform, bringing along her wave of authority.

"Hey, you look pretty! Are you new?" A girl jumped in her front with her friend. They giggled, Gracie from her perspective knew they were Juniors.

A typical Countess would slide beside them without a word and she would do her. So she smiled weakly and nodded in disagreement.