22: Guardians of My Wish

I'm raising my guard, with every passing time. I'm so paranoid after the lunch break as if the two wolves beside me were not enough.

Everything Danisha had done came flashing back to my mind.

Danisha's wickedly good, she may look like a self-righteous person, she competed in an ice skating competition and won third place, she put on make-up modestly and wore bright red lipstick: she was the epitome of beauty and she could pull it off effortlessly because of her rich father that buys all her wants for his only daughter.

Ira's like her pet pug who follows her on an imaginary leash. She's always either beside or close to her, she doesn't mind being treated horribly because Danisha's rich. In short, she's a gold digger.

I'm not gonna be surprised if she applies to be Danisha's father's mistress.

And so the pranks they pulled were just too much, sometimes they do it to all other girls too, but I'm their favorite.

I got caked in the face with pancake mixtures, eggs, and flour while kn