Was this girl dumb or what? She was very amused.
"You have to compensate me." The girl demanded. "Why should she compensate you? It was clearly an accident, Clara!" Kay glared at her and a lot of people agreed with her words. "Mind your business, Kay. It's between me and her!" She said with annoyance. Kay wanted to reply but Rory glanced at her telling her to be quiet. "How should I compensate you?" She said with a cryptic smile. The girl, who was Carla, smiled satisfactorily. "Wipe off the Mac and cheese from my clothes. Right now." "Okay!" Rory accepted. She went to a table, picked up the water from there, and walked back to Clara. By now everyone's attention was on Clara. Clara was the school bully and Rory was the new student, so everyone was curious about what would happen. Without saying a word, Rory opened the bottle of water and poured it on Clara's head. She emptied the entire bottle. "Ah! What did you just do?!" Clara screamed. "What you told me to". Rory replied with a smirk. She did tell her to wipe the Mac and cheese off her and the water did the trick. Everyone started laughing and pointing at Clara. "This isn't over!" Clara declared. However, Rory just walked away and Clara went out of there fuming. Blaire got a new tray of food for Rory. They got back to eating. ….. After lunch, Rory was alone under a tree when she heard a voice call her name. "Rory?" Rory looked up and saw a familiar face. It was none other than Malcolm, the only person who knew about her existence apart from the Devane Family. Her lips curled up and she said coldly, "What?" "What are you doing here?" He asked, a little surprised. "Are you stupid? Or are you just fond of asking stupid questions?" She said with a straight face. Malcolm's face darkened. He knew this was a school but why would she be here? He heard that they drove her out of the house a few days ago. So why was she here? Rory couldn't be bothered by this fool, so she stood up and started walking away. Malcolm rushed to stop her from leaving and held her arm. She narrowed her eyes at the hand holding her arm and said, "Let me go". He felt shivers running down his spine. He immediately let go of her arm. "We need to talk". He said. "You and I have nothing to talk about!" She said firmly. Not waiting to hear his response, she left him standing there. These things were distracting her from her main objective. She needed to stop fooling around with insignificant things. ….. She went back to class. The Biology teacher walked in. "Good afternoon everyone!" He greeted the class. "Good afternoon sir!" The class answered. "So today we are going to talk about genetics. In our last class, I introduced the topic to you all. Now we will discuss more about genes!" He started teaching. The teacher paused and asked a question. “How does the alteration in the sequence of nucleotides in a single gene (a point mutation) potentially affect the entire protein structure, and why might some point mutations have no observable effect on the phenotype of an organism? Explain the molecular mechanisms involved.” The question left everyone at a loss of words as they racked their heads for the answer. “A point mutation, which is a change in a single nucleotide within a gene, can have varying effects on the protein structure and, consequently, the organism’s phenotype. The impact depends on the type of mutation and where it occurs within the gene.” Rory answered smoothly. The Biology teacher became intrigued and smiled satisfactorily. “What are the types?” “Missense mutation.” Terrence finally understood the question and replied. “We also have the nonsense mutation and silent mutation,” Rory added. The topic of genes had always fascinated Rory and she was happy she read the textbooks Hector bought for Samantha. She even had an idea for a research project and before that was a far dream but now, it was actually possible. "I see Terrence finally has competition, who knows maybe it would land him in the Top Five for the tests." The teacher had a knowing look on his face. Most students didn't know this but she did. It was truly amazing. "She is the complete package, beauty, and brain!" Someone said softly. Everyone silently agreed. …. School was over but Samantha didn't show up because of her ‘injury’. If they thought that getting rid of her was easy then they barked at the wrong tree. She would make them pay. As she greeted her classmates goodbye, she came out and saw a black Maybach car waiting outside. When she saw no one looking she immediately went inside the car. Daniel was in the car. "How was school today?" He asked. "It was okay". She replied. She started talking about everything the teacher said and about her new friends. Daniel listened attentively to her and when she brought up the issue that happened in the cafeteria, he raised an eyebrow and she said, "It's okay. I handled it well!" She said, trying to show off. He smiled. She was talkative. …. They finally arrived home. Daniel went to the study and she went to her room. She changed into house clothes. In the room, she sat down by her desk and turned on the newly bought laptop. It was the latest model. After she finished all the necessary things, she got down to business. She had no friends when she stayed in the Devane Mansion. She needed to find someone who could help her. 'Beep'. The notification tone sounded on her phone. She checked if it was a message on her chats. She opened the chat and saw she had been added to a group called "Rory's Devotees'. Rory facepalmed. herself. What was the need to create a group? The group was created 1 hour ago and there have been 1,567 unread chats. Were these people that jobless? She only gave them her number because she thought they had something meaningful to discuss about the class. If she had known it was because of this she would have never agreed. The group had all her classmates. Then an idea popped into her head. She privately chatted, with Kay. Rory:[Hey] After a few seconds, Kay replied. Kaylaluv:[Hi, what's up?]. She thought for a while before she typed. Rory:[I need a favor].I have no words to express the immense happiness and joy I feel over this book. I was very young when I started this book two years ago and I made quite a lot of errors😂. I didn't upload for a while and so many mistakes that I wanted to give up on this book but my editor gave me the best advice that has helped me so much in my writing career: Always keep writing. To all the votes, comments, and readers, I just want to say thank you for joining me on this story. Rory and Daniel’s story will forever have a place in my heart as one of my best works. But this is not the end of their story! You can see them in future sequels of all the characters in this book. No character is being left out but this is their story so any plot points not explored in this book will be explored in their books. I am also done with the sequel of this book, “My Professor and I, on another app. If you want to check it out, it's on the other app that ends with Novel and starts with Web. Thank you for staying
The sun kissed the horizon as golden waves lapped softly against the shore. Rory’s laughter filled the air, a sound Daniel had feared he might never hear again. She ran ahead of him, her hair whipping in the salty breeze, her bare feet sinking into the cool sand.“Come on, slowpoke!” she called out, grinning over her shoulder.Daniel jogged to catch up, a small smile tugging at his lips. The past year had been a blur of pain, healing, and rediscovery. Therapy had helped Rory process the loss of their unborn child, and while the ache would never fully vanish, she had learned to carry it with grace. Daniel had his own scars, some visible, others etched deep within, but seeing Rory’s light return had made his burdens lighter.“Slowpoke?” he teased, catching her around the waist and spinning her. Her laughter bubbled out, bright and free. “I’m the one who kept up with you in therapy runs, remember?”“Barely,” she quipped, playfully swatting his arm as he set her down.They walked along th
The hospital room was a hollow shell of life, filled with the mechanical hum of the ventilator and the faint beeping of the heart monitor. Rory sat by Daniel’s bedside, her fingers gently wrapped around his cold, unmoving hand. The once vibrant man she loved was now a pale reflection of himself, his face gaunt, his body thinner than she remembered. His smile, the light in his ocean-blue eyes, the warmth of his laughter—all of it had vanished into the sterile silence of this room.Rory’s cheeks were streaked with tears, her throat raw from months of pleading. She spoke to him as though her words could reach him, as though somewhere in the depths of his unconsciousness, he could hear her and find his way back.“Daniel,” she whispered, her voice trembling, “do you remember that summer we spent by the lake? You swore you’d teach me to fish, but I ended up tangling the line so badly we had to cut it. You laughed so hard you couldn’t even be mad at me.”Her fingers tightened around his, as
The ambulance lights flickered like a warning, their red glow staining the night. Rory knelt beside Daniel, her trembling hands pressing against the gushing wounds. Blood soaked through her clothes, hot and unrelenting, as though time itself had opened its veins to bleed alongside him. His face was pale, his lips cracked, yet his eyes-oh, those eyes--still found hers, still held her like an anchor in the storm. "Stay with me, Dani," she whispered, her voice a broken hymn. But her words fell like ash, scattered by the wind. His smile was faint, weaker than the last exhale of a dying candle. "You will always... make me stay." And then his eyes fluttered closed. She screamed. A sound ripped from the marrow of her bones, a raw and primal anguish that silenced the world around her. Nate flinched at the sound, his breath hitching as he stumbled back. Rory crouched over Daniel's body, her hands now shaking too violently to apply pressure to the wounds. She was crumbling before him,
Rory’s gaze locked onto the tail lights flashing like taunts in the distance. The night was thick, the road weaving like a black ribbon through the desolate countryside. Nate gripped the wheel beside her, jaw clenched and eyes narrowed in concentration, while Oliver sat in the backseat, his laptop balanced on his knees, fingers flying over the keys.“They’re gaining speed,” Rory muttered, adrenaline flooding her veins. “Can you keep up, Nate?”He gave her a quick, fierce nod. “I’m not letting him get away with Daniel.” His voice was tight with determination, as he pressed down harder on the gas. The engine roared in response, pushing the car forward as it veered dangerously around another sharp bend.Oliver’s face glowed from the laptop screen in the backseat. “I’m trying to hack into Jordan’s phone,” he said, his tone laced with urgency. “If I can disrupt his GPS or disable the car remotely, it’ll give us an advantage.”Rory threw a glance over her shoulder. “How long will that take?
“Right!” She yelled, jerking away from Jordan’s evil touch. “Really? Well, I’m sorry, love. Your guess is wrong!” Jordan informed her and she closed her eyes, trying to stop the tears from flowing.“Please don't kill them! Please!” She pleaded and Jordan clicked his tongue repeatedly. “Awww. But you should have guessed properly!” He brought out a gun and shot the woman on the right in the head. ‘Bam!’“No!” She shrieked. “No, no, no! You monster! You freak of nature! No wonder your parents die! They deserved to die than to see the monster that you've become! Yes! They deserve to die!”“What did you just say?” His head snapped to hers, looking her dead in the eyes, his gun pointed at her, daring her to speak.The gunshot echoed in her ears over and over again but she didn't care. He should get it over with. “I said that your parents deserved to die the way that they did! Who would want to have a deformed and debased being as their son? I most certainly would not even if my life depen