Rewrite Her Thrilling Life (Lillian and Sebastian) novel Chapter 151

Chapter 151: The Transfer Student

By the time Lillian finally finished handling her company affairs, the new semester had already been underway for more than a week. The school was bustling with energy, but she had only just returned to the familiar halls she had been away from for so long.

Her homeroom teacher, who had long since grown accustomed to her frequent absences, barely commented on her return. After all, Lillian consistently secured the top spot in every exam, so her presence—or lack thereof—was hardly questioned.

As she stepped onto the campus grounds, the atmosphere shifted subtly. Groups of students whispered quietly, their eyes darting toward her with a mixture of curiosity and something else she couldn’t quite place. Her brow furrowed slightly. Did I walk in with some kind of spotlight on me today? Or maybe there’s something on my face? she wondered, a flicker of irritation crossing her mind.

Before she could dwell on it further, a sudden, firm clap landed on her shoulder. A bright, cheerful voice rang out beside her.

“Lillian! You finally showed up to school!” Natalie exclaimed, practically bouncing with excitement.

Turning her head, Lillian spotted Natalie and Jill standing nearby, both wearing mischievous grins. She let out a resigned sigh.

“Are you two trying to give me a heart attack?” she asked, half amused, half exasperated.

Jill chuckled, looping her arm through Lillian’s. “We’re just having a little fun. Natalie’s got the spirit of a child, you know.”

Natalie didn’t hesitate to grab Lillian’s other arm, her laughter light and infectious. “Exactly! We just wanted to give you a bit of a scare. You ditched us the entire break, and now you come back a full week late. What did you expect?”

Lillian nodded, her expression turning mock-serious. “Alright, you’ve got me there. I accept my punishment.”

Their shared laughter echoed across the courtyard, the tension melting away as the three friends enjoyed the moment.

Suddenly, Natalie’s expression shifted as she remembered something important. She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial tone. “Oh, and guess what? There’s a new transfer student in our class. She’s insanely popular—like, she might actually steal the crown from the school belle. Lillian, you better watch your back.”

“A transfer student?” Lillian asked, curiosity piqued.

Jill nodded enthusiastically. “Yeah. She’s not just any girl—she came all the way from Kingston. Total genius, super friendly, and absolutely stunning. Everyone’s already saying she’s going to be the new belle of Riverdale High.”

Natalie sighed dramatically. “Beautiful, well-connected family, and everyone in the Solara elite circles is buzzing about her arrival.”

Lillian glanced at her friends, a faint smile playing on her lips. “Alright, enough with the gossip. Let’s not waste energy on rumors. We should get to class before we’re late.”

“Look at her, pretending she’s still the belle,” one of them muttered under her breath.

Natalie’s eyes narrowed instantly. She shot up from her seat, her voice sharp and challenging. “Nora, did you just say that?”

Nora sneered without hesitation. “Did I say something wrong? Everyone knows Lillian doesn’t deserve to be Riverdale High’s belle. She’s just some poor girl from a small town. What right does she have?”

“Our belle should be someone like Eda—top family, top grades, top looks. Only that kind of person can maintain Riverdale High’s reputation.”

Another girl quickly chimed in, “Exactly. Riverdale High is Solara’s premier school. Our belle has to represent that standard in every way, or it cheapens the whole institution.”

Natalie was about to fire back, but Lillian gently grasped her arm, silencing her. Her gaze swept over the group, cold and unwavering.

“If gossip and petty backstabbing are what you call ‘standards’ at Riverdale High, then frankly, there’s nothing to be proud of.”

The classroom fell into an immediate, heavy silence. Every eye was on Lillian, the weight of her words hanging in the air like a challenge no one dared respond to.