Chapter 18

NICOLETTE'S POV

"Girl, are you stupid or something?" Zibs was telling me the moment I told her what the situation was over the phone.

Perhaps you would think of me as a loser and a sorry ass loser at that but then what could I say, it was unbearable. I could not sit one exact minute with that wench and keep avoiding hitting her. She just had it in her to make one really pissed.

When I had gotten to my room, the first thing I did was to free my hair from the bun I had done that morning which, if you must know, still hurts from how I held the center part and then I pulled off the ridiculous gown which she had beaten me to. In frustration, I threw the gown on the floor and found myself stomping on it. It was while stomping on it that it crossed my mind to call Zibelle. Perhaps, speaking to her would do me some great amount of good.

Luckily for me, she did pick up and I told her what had happened. I explained everything from the scratch and then you could have guessed