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Seeing that the room was clear, Chloe dropped the innocent act. Her face twisted into a sinister smirk.She gloated, saying, "So what if I am? I dusted the room with a little something to trigger your heart condition."She stepped closer, looking way too pleased with herself. "Bet you didn't see this coming, did you? I already swiped your meds. Oh, and your phone? Smashed it."She laughed. "Even the drill sergeant and Mr. Carter were easy to manipulate. They heard my 'inner voice' trash-talking you and swallowed the lie whole. Too bad those idiots are just spineless sheep like the rest of this class. They've let you stay here for way too long."I stared at her, forcing out the words. "I've never... offended you. Why?"Chloe loomed over me like a vulture waiting for a snack. "Because your existence blocks my path. Enjoy your final moments, Sylvie. From now on, you don't exist.""Is that right?"The corner of my mouth twitched upward.Chloe froze. "What?"I slowly stood up, brus
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With Mr. Carter gone, Mr. Higgins announced right there that I was getting the financial aid grant.The other applicants, realizing I was genuinely in a tighter spot than they were, accepted it without complaint.That night, the biggest news station in the state aired the whole fiasco, along with an interview they did with me.My story went viral. Before I knew it, kind strangers were reaching out, offering to sponsor my tuition.I did not turn them down. With the extra support, I would not have to work three jobs just to survive. I would finally have time to take care of Grandma.That was when I found out the truth—Grandma had taken a sleeper bus for over 30 hours to get here, just to save money on the fare. There was no way I was letting her go back alone. After a lot of begging and pleading, I convinced her to stay.She rented a tiny basement room off-campus and started collecting bottles to support herself. I picked up weekend shifts to help her out.Just like that, a month
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Chloe and Mr. Carter started to smirk again, sensing a loophole.I continued, "Aside from the dumpster finds, some are donations." I lifted a foot. "These shoes? Donated by a philanthropist. It was all over the news a while back."A reporter whipped out her phone. Two seconds later, she found the article. She looked from her screen to my feet.She announced, "It's a match. Exactly the same pair."The smirk vanished from Mr. Carter's face. My classmates turned their glares on him and Chloe.Grandma wiped a tear from her cheek, her voice trembling."Oh, Sylvie, this is all my fault. I thought the shoes were pretty, so I made you wear them. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have been expelled."The room went deadly quiet.The reporters looked up, confused. "Expelled? What do you mean, expelled?""Why is Sylvie getting expelled over a pair of shoes?"Grandma's finger trembled with rage as she pointed at Mr. Carter. "He claims that just because Sylvie wears designer brands, she is
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Mr. Carter blinked while holding the crumpled papers. "Mr. Higgins, it's just a newspaper. What's the big deal?"Mr. Higgins looked ready to bust a blood vessel. He shoved a photo that took up a third of the front page right under Mr. Carter's nose. "Look! Who is that?"Mr. Carter squinted. Then, his face went pale."Wait... Is that Sylvie? Since when is she the 'Pride of Blackwood Ridge'? The only college student from there in 20 years?"The reporters trailing Mr. Higgins chimed in, "We just got the news. We heard Sylvie was enrolled here, so we rushed over for an exclusive interview."Mr. Carter shook his head, desperate to salvage the situation. "That's fake news. I'm telling you, Sylvie isn't from Blackwood Ridge."The reporters exchanged confused glances. "How would you know?"Mr. Carter let out a sneer. "Look at her! She's dripping in designer gear from head to toe. Blackwood Ridge is the boonies, the poorest place in the country. If she's really from there, where is she g
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The whole class whipped their heads back and forth between Grandma and me, confused.Grandma reached into the inner pocket of her worn-out jacket and pulled out a small bag of cash. She pressed it into my hands.It was mostly nickels, dimes, and crinkled one-dollar bills. Nothing larger than a 20-dollar bill. However, I knew what this was—it was months of Grandma's hard work, scavenging cans and cardboard to sell at the recycling center.She said, her voice trembling, "Sylvie, when you left for college, I didn't have any money to give you. This is from selling scraps this month. You keep it for food. Don't lose it."My throat tightened, and tears stung my eyes. I pushed the money back into her rough hands."Grandma, I don't need it. I applied for the financial aid grant. I'll have money soon."Grandma's face lit up with pure relief. She shuffled over to Mr. Carter and grabbed his hand, shaking it gratefully. "You must be Sylvie's teacher, right? Thank you. Thank you for giving th
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The atmosphere in the room curdled instantly. The sympathetic looks vanished, replaced by suspicion and hostility.Chloe's mind would not shut up."Ugh, if a scammer like Sylvie gets the grant, what happens to the kids who actually need it? Without this money, some of them might have to drop out. She's literally stealing education from the poor just to feed her vanity. Doesn't she feel bad?"Mr. Carter's expression darkened with every word, and he cut me off before I could speak.He said coldly, "Sylvie, clearly, your family isn't struggling as much as you claim. We'll be allocating this year's grant to someone else."I did not panic. I did not flinch. I just calmly pulled a stack of paperwork from my bag."Sir, these are my verified documents from social services. They prove my financial status is exactly what I say it is." I held them up. "I need this grant just as much as anyone else here."His expression wavered, and he looked unsure.Seizing the moment, I pulled out my pho
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