chapter 12

Fredrick’s pov

“Why are you in my school? You didn’t inform me you would be coming,” I asked Sophia, but she remained mute as she drove; she had a latent smile on her face, which conveyed trouble. She was pissed but tried hiding it behind a smile.

"Talk to me; why come pick me up? You created a scene; now everyone is talking."

“You never had a problem with that, so why today? Besides, I just came to take you gaming; I was bored and I needed someone to talk to, so I came to pick you up. Is that bad?”

It has been this way for a long time. Sophia was too rich to be among us; she was way richer than my dad in person, and at first, it was the best thing to date the richest and hottest girl in the state. It came with its peaks and its odds; she was always right to do whatever; I never argued her decision; she was free to do as she pleases; and I had no say whatsoever.

She was loving, caring, and more compassionate than I expected from someone who had access to other bedmates; she wasn’t ent