But she turned out to be such a disappointment. A broken pink diamond was enough to knock her off her pedestal. Whatever goddess or school beauty she was, she was just a vulgar materialist, trying to pretend she wasn't.
Braeden was angry at himself for having feelings for such a woman. He would have rather been slapped by the wild chicken from earlier to knock some sense into him. He had almost jumped out to defend Amanda at the beginning.
Braeden rolled his tongue in his mouth and asked one of his cronies who came with him: "Is that feisty woman also from our school?"
"Yes, she's in the same class as you."
"How come I've never seen her?"
"She only stayed at school for two months, and during those two months, you were at home recovering from a broken arm due to a fight..."
"How come she is not going to school at such a young age?" Braeden muttered.
