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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

''Intense match? Intense? Hah...'' Coach Taylor laughed in anger. ''Why did I see you playing in a relaxed manner? Why did I see you bullying a rookie? Are my eyes playing tricks on me?''


''Could be coach. Why don't you go visit a hospital for a checkup?''


''You dare say I'm loosing my eye sight? You dare say I'm old? You brat. Come here. I swear I wouldn't beat you to death. Come.''


''Co... Coach. Why are you so fired up?'' Looking anywhere but towards Coach Taylor, Ivy shouted, ''Who called my young dashing Coach an old man. Who was it? Come out. See if I don't beat you to death.'' Turning towards the fuming Coach, Ivy said politely and sincerely, ''Coach. I asked everyone but they aren't admitting it. I am sure it's because of your glorious aura. They don't even dare step up.''


''Great for you V. After not seeing for a little more than a year, you have turned more shameless. You brat, run a 100 laps.''


And this was how, under tens of pairs of stupefied eyes, the previously simple girl who had just showed her valiant side turned into a scared kitty who started running around the basketball court obediently.


For almost everyone out here, this was a scene they expected least. They didn't even react anymore not because they got used to everything but because they no longer knew how to. Everything was beyond their comprehension.


At this moment, Claire finally reacted. After seeing the face of the weird man, she felt like she was struck by thunder. This... this... 


''Co... Co... Coach Taylor? You are coach Taylor of WST.'' One had to know that WST is one of the leading clubs be it for boys or girls. Every basketball player dreams to be in it as WST is at the top. In every championship, they would take hold of the first position. If not first then the second is for sure. That's how high the ranking of WST club is.


''Hmm.'' Coach Taylor didn't forget the way this girl tried to humiliate his student. At this moment, he really wanted to call her off but then, the reason Ivy's returning is also because of her so he controlled a lot of his emotions and answered, curtly.


''I have to go take care of my student.'' Saying so, Coach Taylor didn't even hesitate before walking away, all the while, his eyes fixed on a certain someone who was waiting for a chance to cheat.


78. WST