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Chapter one:When I walk, my flashy red bottom Gucci high heels click and clack in a manner that demands the attention of everyone, both men and women; students and nerdy professors. I can’t help but chuckle at the sight of the peasants scurrying to catch a glimpse of me. It's like they've never seen a real-life princess before! Oh, the trials and tribulations of being a beacon of fabulousness in a sea of mediocrity. My leather jacket is worth more than the net worth of every single person here, combined. Nobody on this campus is immune to my mysterious charm and presence. Dare I say, those fools are secretly obsessed with me. They may tell you they hate my guts but I can bet you a thousand dollars that those girls pray to God every night to wake up as fabulous as me. That's a prayer even the big man upstairs can't grant, no matter how many "please, please, pleases" they throw at him. Sorry but it ain't happening, sweetie!Allow me to introduce myself: Jessica Raye Kardashian, though I
A Trillionaire in University 2. From mere ashes to bountiful Billions
Chapter two:I wasn't always this fabulous. Once upon a time, I was just a scared little girl, drowning in a sea of cruelty and indifference. I know it might be hard to believe. Growing up, I was the target of relentless bullying and ridicule. Day in and day out, I endured the torment of my peers, their mocking laughter etched into my soul like a scar that would never fade.I was the outsider, the easy target for their cruel jests and malicious pranks. They called me names, whispered behind my back, and made me feel like I was worth less than dirt beneath their shoes. I tried to blend into the background, to disappear into the shadows where their taunts couldn't reach me, but no matter how hard I tried, I could never escape their relentless cruelty.For years, I allowed myself to be their punching bag, to shrink beneath the weight of their scorn and disdain. People bullied me, walked all over me and I used to let them. Not anymore. The oppressed has now become the tyrant. I transforme
A Trillionaire in University 3. Penelope's High Before the Low
Chapter 3Penelope's High Before the Low (Before Grace Turned to Grass)This chapter of my story revolves around an evil girl called Penelope and her wealthy family. It would not be an overstatement to call her the wicked witch of the west. Because that is what she was to me. Now, she’s no more than a mere pauper begging at the sole of my feet. But back then, the sun was shining on her face. She wielded her privilege like a weapon, lashing out at anyone who dared to cross her path. To me, she was nothing more than a petty dictator, a spoiled brat drunk on her own power. But oh, how the mighty have fallen! Now, she grovels at my feet like a beggar. Her once-proud demeanor has been reduced to nothing more than a pathetic whimper. How ironic is it that her riches have turned to rags. The tables have turned, and the sun that once shone so brightly on her face has been eclipsed by the shadow of her own downfall. This was not the case in the year 2019; her reign of terror was still in full
A Trillionaire in University 4. My Knight in Shining Armor and his majestic blue eyes.
Chapter four: David, My Knight in Shining ArmorThe next day at school, I wore a different dress, one that had been given to me by a charity organization. It was a pink flowery dress, adorned with some beads. I also wore a shoe I had borrowed from my sister. I cowered my head on my desk and prayed for Penelope to forget about me. I wasn’t sure that God even answered my prayers anymore but I had to try. Then, I felt a light tap on my shoulder. Fear gripped my heart because I thought Penelope had come back to ridicule me. I hesitatantly raised my head up and my eyes immediately met with a pair of strikingly blue irises. They felt comforting.All of my fourteen years on earth, I don’t think I had ever seen a pair of eyes as beautiful as his were. “Hi. My name is David… it’s actually my first day at this school.” He ruffled his blond Goldilocks hair as he talked. He seemed a little nervous. But his nervousness only added to his charm. “I think I used to…” His words were flowing like an
A Trillionaire in University 5. My first love
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A Trillionaire in University 6. My first side hustle
Chapter 6: My first side hustle November 5, 2019.It was the Fifth of November, still in the year of 2019. I was seated next to my father’s hospital bed. It had been two agonizing weeks since he got burnt in the fire. And he was still unconscious. Despite the tireless efforts of the medical staff, he remained ensnared in the grips of a deep and unyielding coma. The doctors didn’t know if he would survive or not. In the beginning, the doctors had offered a glimmer of hope—a fifty-fifty chance, they had said. But as the days stretched into weeks, that hope dwindled like a flickering flame in the wind. Now, the odds were stacked against us, his possibility of waking reduced to a meager twenty percent.My mother was starting to lose hope. She had not slept in days because her jobs were so hectic. With three jobs to juggle and the added burden of caring for our family in the wake of the tragedy, sleep had become a luxury my mother could ill afford. The dark circles were very visible under
A Trillionaire in University 7. Revenge is a dish best served cold
Chapter 7: Revenge is a dish best served coldIn this part of my story, I made a decision that was fueled by hatred and the spirit of revenge. I'll admit, I'm not proud of what I did—or maybe I am. After all, Penelope and her gang had it coming. They deserved every ounce of the retribution I served up to them on a silver platter. And sure, some might argue that my actions were extreme, but compared to the years of torment and anguish they had inflicted upon me, it was nothing short of poetic justice.For too long, I had allowed Penelope to waltz in and out of my life like a hurricane, leaving destruction and devastation in her wake. But no more. If she insisted on incessantly knocking on my door, then she would have to deal with whatever lay on the other side when it swung open.And swing open it did, revealing a side of me that even I had never dared to explore.That day, as I was teaching Terra a topic in algebra, Penelope took a peek through the window and hastily entered the class
A Trillionaire in University 8. The great downfall of Penelope Westwood
Penelope submitted the assignment on the teacher’s table with a sugary smile. “I worked really hard on them. I even stayed up all night, burning the midnight candles,” she said.Oh boy, this won’t end well, I thought to myself as I stifled my laughter. I had planted the bomb and installed a timer. Now, I would wait for it to go ba boom! The teacher she had submitted her books to was Mr. Tesfaye. He was the strictest and oldest in the entire school. Rumor even had it that he had been teaching during the time of the dinosaurs and cavemen. The Terra’s and Penelope’s of the world had nothing on him. He could not be taken in by her false compliments and deceitful remarks.As he flipped through the pages of her book, the white hair on his eyebrows furrowed. The entire class was watching closely. As the writer, I knew poor Mr Tesfaye would have such a wonderful and magnificent time figuring it out. Just in case you missed it, dear reader, I was being ironic!"What is this rubbish?" His voic
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