Novel & Cerita Poor Student

She thought I bought them with loans, yet she used them without any guilt. She paused, then said in contempt, “You’re just a poor student that Damon’s family sponsored. He told me everything. I only kept quiet to protect your dignity.” I jerked my head up and stared at Damon in disbelief. Then, I asked in a low, deliberate voice, “Are you sure I’m the poor student your family sponsored?”

However, I didn’t want to be rude or scare him at the same time. “We are…” I tried to find the perfect word to use as an alternate for poor, but my mind kept coming up blank. “We’re poor.” Julian finished that sentence for me, looking into my eyes with his big blue ones. “I know…but Molly…I shouldn’t have given her the ice cream…” I raised my eyebrows as more sniffles followed. “Molly?” “Yeah…” he hesitated before answering. “She sits next to me in class. She gives me her candy too.”

I smiled at their compliments, they were just as I remembered them. Class Eight was full of misfits and illegitimate children, though most of them were from rich families. From Class One to Four were the intelligent Students, Class Five and Six were the students who had come in through special admission like sports, while class Seven and Eight were for the dumb, unintelligent and crazy students, with Class Eight being the worst.

“I’m not the one ruining your life, young man. You have ruined your life by not attending classes and missing out on assessments. You’re the one who hasn’t taken studies seriously. I can’t sympathize with such students who don’t value education. No college will ever admit the likes of you.” Isaac trembled with fury as he rose slowly. “How much do you know about what we went through? Do you know what it feels like to be an orphan? Do you know how difficult it is to attend classes when your mom and then your aunt are on their deathbeds? Yet, mine and Ivan’s GPA scores are 3.9 and 4, respectively. I’m sure they’ll soar after we clear all the assessments this month. We will sell our kidneys to s

To me, they were just pictures, but they weren’t very flattering ones. Some of them were of me in my pajamas, running to class because I had been up all night studying. There were also pictures of me with different guys, all of which I had been tutoring. There was a note centered between all the photos. “To the students of SGU. Amongst us is a student of low class, who can’t even bother with her appearance. She is not as innocent as she seems, as these guys are all her ex-lovers. Do we really think that having such a low-class student is good for our school’s image? Not to mention she has targeted some of our most beloved Alpha Princes.”

“I just…I don’t have many friends, so I’m not used to getting stuff from people.” That made me feel bad about him. David seemed like a really nice guy; albeit shy and reserved and more than a little awkward. But even Debby had told me that he was a nice person. Not a lot of people talk to him or know about him since he is always at the library, but I had heard that he was a scholarship student who came from a rather poor background. So he was trying his best to get perfect scores and get a job. “Then you can consider me your friend from now on.” I held out my hand for him. “If you want to?”

Unwilling to look at the handsome face of the lecturer who had helped her, Anya chose to look down and speak nicely to the lecturer. "I can understand your thinking, but I beg you to please provide some relief for this poor student, sir. I can only rely on scholarships to study. I'm just the daughter of an itinerant vegetable and cake seller from stall to stall, sir, how could I possibly have the money to replace your watch, which I'm sure is very expensive." "You're so poor that you're willing to sell yourself to a masher." "I never sold myself, sir. What you saw earlier was not what you think because I was framed, sir."

"Why not?" "I'll just submit what's needed and work full-time while there are no classes. You know it's expensive," I just smiled at him. Unlike other students here, Seid was a scholar from a poor family. He was a working student, studying in the morning and working at night, so it would be difficult for him to join outings like this. Fortunately, he was smart enough to handle extra assignments or projects. Unlike me, who just barely managed to pass, I had to join these events to ensure I passed.

Chapter 119 My daughter, first of all, I want to apologize sincerely to you for my awkward behavior towards you and your husband. May my interest is not to disturb you but rather to make you leave well in your old days. I have patiently listened to you and your Prince but there Is one thing that was running out in all his conversation. He doesn’t have a family he is just a street buy. He is a pauper someone who could not even afford to pay his school fees. He is an aimless and complete bastard.

I was at the cafeteria eating my usual bagger and fries, " how come you eat so much junk every day yet you still have this perfect figure?" I shot her a look and continued with my lunch, someone passed by us, the which of the entire varsity Stella a rich spoiled bitch. " new girl out of all the people you chose to hang out with this outcast" oh yeah that I am, I'm not from a rich family, 90% of the students here are from rich families, those who are not rich, they have connections.