Ruth stared back at the labour prefect who had ordered her to get on her knees. Nothing would make her to do that.

"You're wasting my time, Ruth." The labour prefect frowned.

It didn't go down well with Ruth that the senior knew her name. But then, how wouldn't? When she always wanted attention.

"You haven't told me why I should get on my knees. I can't kneel down for a crime I'm oblivious of."

"I'm warning you. For the last time..."

Ruth interrupted the senior angrily. "I don't know what I'm even doing here with you."

Just then, a palm kissed her cheeks and heat filled that spot. Her eyes widened like saucers.

"Will you kneel down or not?"

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Faith finally made it to the vice principal's office. Like she said, she wanted to get the burden off her chest.

"Any problems, Ms Daniels?" Mrs Rose was going through some files when she entered the office.

"Eh, no...I mean yes. I have something important to tell you."

Now Mrs Rose turned her focus from the files before her to Faith who was so nervous.

"Sit down..."

"No!" Faith twitched her lips. Did she sound rude? She hoped not.

After narrating a false version of what happened to Mrs Rose, she waited for her response. Of course, she didn't wash her dirty linen before her. The bed wetting part was excluded.

"That's unexpected, though." Just like that Mrs Rose slipped out another form from one of her drawers and gave it to Faith. "Be careful with this one."

After expressing gratitude, Faith sauntered to class.

"I heard that there is another interhouse practice today. And it will be Royal house versus the Imperial house in a football match." Frank who was once looking bored, brightened up.

"It's not practice. I was there when the sports master was telling the games prefect that a quarter of the interhouse will kick off today. So, you guys should better take the match serious." Juliana said her piece.

As if on cue, the Physical And Health Education teacher who was the sports master entered our class.

"Everyone should go and change to your individual house wear. And those that will want to play the football match should meet me in the field and start the ore match exercises."

When the sports master repeated this in SS2A, he told Paris not to take part in the match because Mrs Rose had earlier told him of the competition he was participating in.

The Royal house members in the class groaned. They had a bit of hope on Paris. Especially after he flaunted his dribbling and passing skills that night on the Saturday he entered hotel.

Meanwhile, Faith was wondering if she should obediently stay back in class and study. Or rebelliously, go out and have a sneak peek on the what was going on.

Well, she opted for the latter.

With her Chemistry past questions, she wreathed out of the class. Once she got out of class, fresh air hit her face and she felt chills run through her veins and down her spine.

While scratching on an itchy spot on her neck, she didn't know when she collided with a mass of body.

"Ouch!" Faith immediately pouted as she looked before her to behold her nightmare.

That useless alto voiced idiot that she remembered from the bathroom, some days ago.

"What were you thinking of when you walked senselessly into me." Faith stared angrily but speechlessly at her.

"Excuse me," To avoid further trouble, she decided to move away from the source.

"Excuse you? To do what? Show the whole Stardom Academy how much of a leaking anus you are. Or parade yourself as a proposed SSEC candidate."

Faith swallowed hard her saliva. She felt worse than before. Her little morale was now crashed against the walls.

At least, many Emerald hostelers had never carried her condition outside the walls of the hostel. But here was this wicked looking large puffed up girl mocking her with her tiny eyes.

Faith looked around to make sure no one overheard the girl before her.

"Misfortune," The girl laughed mockingly, joining her eyes in its action.

"Esther please come over! Do you wanna play Tug of War?" A tiny voice called over, as the person doing the calling ran towards Faith and her bully.

"Tug of war? Do I look like an elephant?" The supposed Esther asked with disdain.

The tiny voiced girl who looked frail and tiny as well, twitched her lips as she looked down with mixed emotions.

The mutterings by the tiny girl was inaudible, as she turned and walked off.

Faith picked piece and pieces together. Finally, the bad ass bully was the almighty Esther Darwin.

"You will never make it to the finals." Esther said, with the meanest face.

"Said who?" That came out of Faith's mouth without intentions.

Esther chortled. "Let me run you through my achievements and feats in this school, briefly."

"I won the first ever Stars and Moon award years ago when I was just in..."

Faith looked bored. "I don't care. No, I don't. Thanks, I'm least interested." Now she moved left and began walking away.

"Bitch, you don't walk away when I'm talking to you. Take note of that and don't ever dare that again." Esther yelled after her.

"Esther get on your knees! Who did you call a bitch?!" The baritone voice of the sports master filled the air and Faith walked on feeling a bit accomplished.

"I wasn't talking to you, Sir. With all due respect." Esther snapped rudely with the sauciest eye roll.

"Get on that damned knees of yours!" The sports master went pitches higher.

Now attention of many people in the field and corridors were on them.

"You used the word 'damn' so that makes us even." Esther pointed out fearlessly.

The man walked nearer to her. Hopefully, he would slap some atom of sense into her. "I will teach you a lesson today, you disrespectful stupid kid."

Esther chortled. "When you were slamming that dick inside me, you called me disrespectful. So I'm least bothered now."