CHAPTER 01. UNREALISTIC DREAMS. SHELLY. “Coming Mum.“ I yelled for the umpteenth time, but didn't move an itch from the worn-out marble floor I laid. My gaze was still fixed on the small television which was just few metres away from me, with my chin on my hands for support. Excitement had the best of me and nothing else seemed to matter at the moment. It was that period of time that comes every year when the 'Greygott conglomeration' makes an exemption for a lower-class to get admitted into the prestigious Greygott high-shool. They make a pick from the application letters sent by over a thousand lower-class kids.  It's somewhat pathetic that such number of persons struggle to get just one position. But on a second thought, you can't balme them, can you? It's a very rare opportunity and the winner is always termed as having born with a lucky star. “Get your fat ass off that floor!“ A voice barked and I got

SHELLY.“Do you mind??“ The aggressive baritone roughly jolted me back to reality.“Huh?“ I uttered dazely, and followed his gesturing with my eyes. Turns out he wanted to wind the windows up.Tears were beginning to spill from my eyes and when I looked up at Megan, she was sitting properly now. Though she looked really jittery and was determined to avoid my gaze.The shame in her eyes was as clear as day as she kept trying to cover up her body with the torn blouse.My heavy heart triggered down more tears I couldn't control. I was finding it a lot difficult to comprehend and accept the situation.My gaze was on the guy again and he had this smug smirk on his face. The laughter in his eyes was really obvious and a typical 'me' would have given him a hard punch to the face.But it seemed I'd lost my courage. Something about seeing Megan in this pathetic situation made me really weak and vulnerable at the moment.