TWELVE YEARS LATER...
Monica has becomed a young and beautiful girl. She is now tall and slender girl with a glowing skin. She has pointed nose like her Mom with captivating black eyes. She possessed intelligence kids her age don't, which makes people admire her more.
She was currently getting ready for school when a knock came from the door." Come in" she said with an enchanting voice. " Monica " Peter called out as he entered her room.
"Brother Peter" she greeted as she tidied her backpack. "Sis..do you still remember what I told you" Peter asked as he waited for an answer different from what he usually got.
"Don't worry about me...I'm old enough to protect myself" she said " besides I won't just sit back and watch others bully me" she replied confidently.
'Sigh' "okay then but remember, you can always come to me if you are in trouble okay..." Peter has been trying to convince her to select a different school but she has always been firm on her decision.
Peter knew the level of bullying in Sky High as he has experienced it first hand. He was trying to protect his younger sister but she was just too stubborn.
After receiving an acknowledgement to his proposal, he turned around and left after reminding her to hurry up.
Few minutes later, Monica came downstairs all ready to join her family for dinner. Clara and her husband accompanied by Peter and Priya were already having dinner when she entered.
"Monica dear, come have breakfast " Clara said as she pulled the chair close to her signalling her to sit.
"Aunty...Uncle" She greeted them before digging into her breakfast. "Where's Mom" Monica suddenly asked as she hasn't seen her Mom this morning.
"She hurried to the office this morning for an important meeting....dont worry,I forced her to go with her breakfast " Clara said with a slight laugh.
She already knew Monica was a thoughtful person even at such a young age so she truly admired her.
"Okay Aunty" Monica said. About 10minutes later, the school bus came and Clara said her goodbyes to them before hurrying off to work with her husband.
AT THE CLASSROOM...
"Good day class" the teacher said with a new face by her side.
"Good day Mrs Quincy" everyone stood up to greet the teacher before having their seats.
Various whispers were heard from every corner as the student tried to guess who the newbie was.
A very young and handsome boy with light brown hair couldn't help but pause on Monica's face as he took in the beauty before him.
"So class...we have a new learner in our midst...Monica.." the teacher said as she gestured for Monica to come forward.
"Hello Monica..."
"You are welcome Monica..."
"You look good Monica..."
The classed echoed with greetings and some gaze full of admiration. A black-longed hair girl was the only one with a different expression than everyone else.
She felt a sense of threat and inferiority before Monica. She looked towards the brown haired boy and was angered when she saw him staring.
"Looks like we are going to crown a new class beauty..."
"I no right...can't you see how inferior Kiarra is compared to Monica..."
"Hush now...do you want her to hear you..."
Discussions were heard all over the class but none of them escaped Kiarra's hearing.
While she was deep in though, she saw Mrs Quincy escort Monica to the sit by the left of the brown haired boy.
She was fuming with rage she felt like ripping Monica apart.
"Okay class...bring out your language test book and flip to the third chapter" Mrs Quincy's voice stopped the chattering as they all took out their text.