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Lyle Wilson is a 17 year old student at West High. With his God like looks coupled with that brilliant brain of his, he is considered as the hunk of West High. As a typical hunk, he is the best at everything he does, with girls flocking around him, waiting to be noticed. But the one who really captures his eyes are those eyes behind that gold rimmed glasses, that girl behind those oversized clothes.

Ivy Gracia is a 17 year old student at West High. She is the type who would put her everything into studying but unlike what's expected, she isn't the topper of her class. Infact, she ranks just above average no matter how hard she tries. But, she isn't the hated nerd. She is liked for her simplicity, just like she wanted. 
She doesn't talk back. She doesn't fight. She doesn't drink or use substance. All her works are submitted on time. She doesn't bunk and has her attendance as a hundred percent. And she doesn't even use dirty slangs. She is that really simple girl. She is as her classmates quote, 'the simple girl from the book.' She is just too simple to be true.



But that isn't the case for everyone. While Ivy tries her best to hide the wildness behind that pair of glasses and oversized clothes, Lyle just seems to see through her.

Why doesn't he let her end her highschool like she wants to? He didn't notice last year when she came, so what exactly went wrong this time?

Now who can tell her that Lyle had actually seen the 'real' her behind that seemingly 'simple' her?


Will Lyle be able to find the reason she is acting in this manner and bring her back to her old self, the free and happy one? Read on to find out.



THE PICTURE IN THE COVEE DOESNT BELONG TO ME. I TOOK IT FROM THE INTERNET. CTTO.

Don't beleive the appearance

''Are you sure it's Lyle?'' Mrs Wilson asked. Her eyebrows were furrowed with doubt.


''Thats great.'' That brat of mind has finally done something good. Now it won't be hard for him to marry into the Gracia's. Good good. You are indeed my son.


Mrs Gracia felt that the path to her son's love life had become much smoother. 


''Don't worry. Since he can help, he will definitely help.''


''Allright, don't cry now. Didn't we just get a way to get your daughter's happiness back. Why are you still crying?''


''Emmy, you are making me mad now. Do we still need such formalities between us? You are really making me feel like the guest now.''


The two ladies embraced eachother, one comforting thr other when the door was pushed open. Everyone immediately wiped their faces and sat down acting as if nothing happened.


Lyle walked in carrying Ivy like he was carrying a small child with the bag of icecream hanging from his left wrist.


''This... This... What happened to her?'' Mrs Gracia couldn't help but rush towards her daughter who was being carried. 


Ivy's eyes were closed and there seems to be tear stains on her cheeks. 


''Shh... Don't worry godmom. She is fine. She is just sleeping. I guess she is exhausted. I'll lay her in her bed first.''


As if his words has magic, the previously chattering scene instantly turned quite.


''Give her to me. I'll carry her.'' What can you say about a father's protectiveness about his daughter. No matter how nice the boy is, he would still find fault in him and consider him undeserving of his daughter. That's how Mr Gracia felt as well at the moment when he saw Lyle holding his baby girl. 


But to his dismay, when he tried to pull Ivy into his arms, she resisted. SHE RESISTED. Instead of coming into her father's arms, she snuggled closer to Lyle making Mr Gracia feel like he wants to murder someone. Especially the boy he recognized as his godson.


On the other hand, Mrs Gracia and Mrs Wilson were ecstatic on seeing how the two looked together. 


And as of yo prove their years of friendship, they even looked at eachother at the same time with the same thought written in their eyes. One look was all it took for them to understand that they were on the same page.


''Aiyo... Honey, why are you making a fuss out here. Go on. Get a couple of bowls to eat the icecream or it will melt. Go go. Fast.'' Mrs Gracia chased her husband away and turned to Lyle saying, ''Darling, please help her to her bed. Thank you.''


'Heh... this brat. I'm sure flowers are blooming in your heart right now.' Mr and Mrs Wilson thought looking at their son whose face was as straight as ever but only they and a certain someone who also knew what was going on saw that smile he was trying to hide.


'This brat is taking advantage of my twin.'


42. Taking advantage