The Mocked Miss’s Hidden Crowns novel Chapter 38

When the homeroom teacher walked in, the classroom was buzzing. The boys were in the middle of a loud debate about the new girl everyone had heard about, arguing over just how pretty she might be.

Then, the door opened wider, and Charlotte stepped in behind the teacher. Instantly, the whole room seemed to freeze. You could almost hear the collective gasp from the boys.

No way. The new beauty is actually in our class?

The boys all stared, eyes wide and shining, like they’d just won the lottery. Even the girls found themselves staring at Charlotte, unable to look away.

She was tall, slim, with flawless skin and that kind of effortless beauty that made it hard to look anywhere else. Every feature that girls usually envied, she had. Just a minute ago, the girls had been rolling their eyes at the boys, thinking they were being dramatic. Now, seeing Charlotte in person, they had to admit she really was that pretty.

Parrish’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. He leaned over to Andrew with a cheeky grin. “Hey, you into her?”

Andrew was slouched against the wall, looking half-asleep, but his eyes were glued to Charlotte. At Parrish’s question, he snapped out of it and tried to play it cool. “She’s alright. Not bad, I guess.”

Charlotte stood perfectly straight. Her face was calm, her big eyes clear and bright. She looked sweet and polite, but there was something about her that warned people not to get too close.

“Hi, everyone. I’m Charlotte,” she said, her voice clear and calm.

The homeroom teacher, Eleanor, smiled at her. “Charlotte, the only seat left is at the back. Is that alright?”

Charlotte nodded, not bothered at all. She picked up her things and headed to the empty seat in the last row. She tossed her bag into the desk drawer without a second thought. As she sat down, her gaze drifted to the boy next to her, or more specifically, to the name tag on his shirt.

Andrew Blair.

Charlotte raised her eyebrows, her eyes lingering on him a little longer than she meant to.

Parrish nudged Andrew again, whispering, “See? Even the new girl can’t resist you.”

Andrew was kind of a big deal around here. He had that bad boy reputation, a powerful family, and a face that made girls swoon. He scoffed, adjusting his collar like he didn’t care. “You really think I’m that easy? Doesn’t matter if she makes the first move. I only care if I’m interested.”

He tried to act like he wasn’t bothered, but a second later, he couldn’t help sneaking another look at Charlotte.

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