* Hermes Villa *
Rose was pacing around with her mom sitting planning strategically how to break us again. Her mom, the master planner was trying to write a scenario on her head like she always did. That diabolical woman.
"Stop pacing around. It's loud enough in my head" She held her head dramatically.
"What of if I transfer schools. Having them in the same place will bring them together. If I'm there I'll prevent that"
"That school is highly principled. They don't care about power, status or class. Everyone is equal there" she told her daughter who so much liked power tripping on others.
"Then I can't cope there. Those poor people would be taking the same lectures I take?"
"Yes"
"I won't be to stay there. What should we do, mum?" She asked desperately.
"Let's act like we support your grandmother"
"What?" She stood up from the bed.