#Chapter215
Epilogue
Dalton Serano
Being born as Declan and Danielle Serano is a definition of privilege. Not only it made me born with a silver spoon but also born with a whole new level of arrogant.
I don't look down on people based on their money, status or their looks but I do look down on people based on their brain.
I hate.. stupid people.
/"I pick Cordelia./" I said to my teacher and it made Cordelia automaticly walk towards my seat. She sat on the empty seat beside me.
/"Aren't you sick teaming up with me again and again?/" She asked.
/"No./" I said and she rolled her eyes. After we picked out teams, the bell rang indicating that it's lunch time. I turned to Cordelia and we got up together. We walked out from the class to go to the cafeteria.
/"Dalton!/" I turned seeing Zion catching up.
/"Harvard will announce it next week, hope we will get in!/"