Lily Smolan Novels & Stories

Stepped out of the race. The media moved on. The drama faded. What was left was something quieter. Softer. More real. — Lily started school that fall. She wore a yellow hoodie and dragged a backpack twice her size. She made flashcards for fun and called Damian her reluctant tutor. “I’m smarter than you now,” she said, feet tucked under her on the couch. Damian raised a brow. “Impossible.” “I know all the planets.” “Lucky guess.” “Prove me wrong.”

“You don’t believe me? Fine, just let me get her to speak to you personally.” “Hello? Who is this?” A cool, female voice asked. I replied nonchalantly, “It’s me, Lily. Hi.” “Oh, Mr. Thatcher! Hi.” Lily Smith sounded a little surprised. “What’s wrong? Did you arrive at the event? Are you happy with what you see?” Lily was the founder of the Innovating Design Competition. She was an authoritative figure in the fashion industry, and she used to be one of my students when I was teaching overseas.

I think that as I get out of the elevator but stop in my tracks as I see Lily's back. I am 6 feet tall and even in heels Lily's reaches my neck but she still looks tall without it. She is neither too slim or fat. She is in prefect shape with prominent cheek on oval shape face and heart shaped lips. She has figure with curves on right places. And that curves are on perfect display because of the outfit she wore today. She has on tight black full sleeve top with red pencil skirt and black heels. Her hairs are open but as she turn slightly I see she has braided little strands on front.

*Lily: That’s exactly why I didn’t tell her (Smirking emoji)* *Elena: That will cause havoc on the first day. Don’t you know, it’s against the rules!* *Lily: Nobody know the rules better than me, El! I break most of them, remember?* *Lily: About the matter at hand, it is far better if someone who’s name starts with ‘G’ will give her information about the rules. Don’t you think (Emoji with a wink)?*

AUTHOR’S POV Lily dropped her phone on the desk and crossed her legs on the desk. She’d just finished speaking to Mrs Hamilton, her boss - she might work for Nathan Hamilton, but his stepmother had helped her secure the job, so she was the actual boss. And ever since she stepped in, she became an eye, reporting everything in the company to the old hag. Now, though, she had a new target to chase - Charlotte Smith. When she’d spotted the bitch for the first time today, at first glance, Lily had despised her.

Her voice was like honey—smooth and expensive. ​I slowed down my wiping. "I am. Do I know you?" ​"No. But I know plenty about you," she said, a small, perfect smile touching her lips. "I’m Lily. And in our circle, you’re all anyone talks about lately. The girl who slapped Timothy Beckett and didn't get sued into oblivion." ​The name hit me like a punch. Timothy’s ex. I’d seen her in the papers before—the sophisticated woman who was always on his arm at those fancy galas. Seeing her in person was different. She made me feel like I was wearing a cheap costume.

"Yes, the angry hot guy," Lily is smiling. "I can't even judge you; before my parents sent me to summer camp, I was dating a drug dealer. My taste in women could use an improvement, but who am I kidding? Bad girls are the best; it hurts so beautifully when they disappoint you," Laughing, I shake my head at her. "You got issues," Lily winks at me wickedly. "I know," The sound of screaming got us both whipping our heads. It's coming from below us, and it sounds like my sister.

I looked over to Lily who is also blushing "We are just... I'm just helping her to take her shirt off." Jibee nodded but I didn't miss her and smirked "The food is ready. You need to eat, you need to take your med." she said to Lily ~~ Lily let Jibee and Kevin sleep. While we were eating, Lily kept her mouth shut. I was confused why Lily needed to take medicine. "Uh... Lily?" She looked up to me "Hm?" "Why do you need to take medicine? Are you ill?" "I have a heart problem; I'll die in less than five months if we didn't find my perfect donor."

Lily clicked the send button. It really was like any other afternoon. Her students were busy working on a class assignment and she had decided to pass the time by scrolling through the Weber app. What other way to stalk her old classmates than on one of the world's biggest social media platforms. She had to know if they were doing better than her. Martha was now a fashion designer, Kelsey was a stay at home mom with three children. Lily's mom never let her hear the end of it. 'You should have your own children soon.' She would cry.

Valentine said madly. "I agree, she's not even taking the student council president position even though that's for her and just wandered around like she had already graduated," Lady Jasmine also complained. Lady Jasmine Mortis Jam is the heir to the dukedom of Jam from the western territory. She also has the same age as me and she has beautiful blue eyes and purple hair. "Stop complaining, if someone hears you, all of you will be troubled," I told them as we walked towards the private room in the school library.