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Josie Frank

Aurora's P.O.V.

The next few days passed in a haze as I prepared for school to begin. As much as I tried to talk myself into believing that what happened between “Me and Nicolai” was just part of my revenge plan it still sounds and seems to be a stupid move on my path..

“Well anyway it happened and now, here I am back in Preston High...

“Where it all began!

“Good Morning class”Mrs Norway the English teacher says as I follow her into the class...

“For starters, let's give a warm welcome to our new student Aurora Ferrero”She says as she introduces me to the class...

“You wanna say something about yourself”She asks politely as she tries not to stare at my outfit. Okay maybe I went overboard with my clothes, but give me a break..

“It's my first day...

“And it has to be perfect, nothing must go wrong. I used my father's surname this time, hoping no one actually remembers me, which they probably wouldn't...

I mean who cares about the boring fat girl...

Anyway the only person that's fully aware of my identity is the principal, I definitely want to start afresh...

“Nope”I say nonchalantly as I tired to look confident holding my head up high...

Once upon a time, I shivered in fear, pain and shame. First it was because of my weight, it made me so self conscious about myself that I couldn't even breathe. I was scared of clothes too, back then clothes for me were just something I used to cover my shame...

But now, with everything have been through... I learnt people respect and judge the way you look and dress, I learnt not to be scared of nice pretty clothes infact I now adore them all and I try to remind myself that am someone special too...

“Okay good. Let's get started now, you can sit next to Isolde”She murmurs...

“Wait a minute, you look familiar.”A Chirpy voice screeches...

“My heart dropped a bit, cold shivers running down my spine at those words...

“Does she recognize me?”I thought...

“Aren't you the model for “Fluer Du Mal” lingerie brand, You look a bit like her. Last week she covered the Vogue magazines front cover, I think she's somekind of top model”The girl say as she squints her eyes, she must be a transfer student because I don't remember her being here before. Grabbing her phone obviously searching if what she thinks is true or not...

“My body sag in relief as I sigh out...

“Fuck me, it's you!

“You're her!

“You're the American top model, the face of “Fleur Du Mal”, your face is all over every magazine. L’Officiel Hommes, Jalouse, Vogue, Elle, W, L’Officiel you name it”She screams out loud with her face full of excitement...

“Yeah that's me”I say dryly, suddenly feeling uneasy and out of place as a cold pit settle within me...

“Will she have the same reaction if she knew who I really was?”I ask myself as I silently walked to sit at my designated sit ignoring the shocked look on their faces.

“Will they all be so excited to see the same fatso Aurora?

“Probably not!

“Can I please get your autograph”The girl with the Chirpy voice say approaching me as she gushed, everyone in the class joined in too...

“That enough!”The teacher sounded as she walks in front of the board to begin class...

“I try to zone out the whispers and facinated looks on their faces but it definitely didn't help at all. From my line of vision, I could see most of them taking pictures secretly...

“Am taking this”Mrs Norway says, as she grabs Cindy's phone out of her hands. She was one of my bullies too and now she's taking pictures of me...

“Life really does have somekind of twist...

“Not a word from any of you or it's detention!”Mrs Norway says as she resumes her position at the front to start today's class...

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This is crazy!

Maybe being the center of attention isn't all that pretty as I thought it would be. I mean In real life it's cool, have got a lot of fans but they don't crowd me this much ...

“But here in highschool, it's hell yet again...”I thought as I slammed my locker door shut then turned to head to my Math class. Thankfully I now have a class with my best friend since childhood Courtney. She's been my backbone and support, the only one who cared to stand up for me, the one who didn't treat me differently...

“You should have called to inform me you were back in town”She says pouting...

“I'm sorry, I was freaking tired. You know what let's have a sleepover tonight. Cool?”I ask her smiling, finally able to talk to the one person have missed this past year...

“Cool”She says laughing as we walk together down the hall...

“Did I hear you say sleepover?”Cindy say as she rushes towards us, with a hopeful look in her eyes...

“Jeez...

“What?

“Did you say anything?”Courtney asks faking a confused look before pulling me away...

“Thank you”I mouthed...

“It's no problem, have got you”She says smiling...

“It seems you're now like somekind of idol at our school”She says laughing...

“#Famous Model at Preston high, has been trending all day long, even the school blog has got it covered”She say teasingly..

“Really?”I asked shocked that people actually waste their day just tweeting and retweeting, I really don't want to hear what people are saying about me...

“Because right now, they think it's thrilling just because they know “Aurora Ferrero top model and female heiress of Fleur Du Mal” if I was just some random student they would probably categorize me as some kind of weirdo or nerd...

That's just what they do and partly I don't care what bullshit they are circulating now and also because it was nothing new to me anyway...

I might hate being the center of attention but Carmen Dominique made sure her daughter became the star that dominated the fashion world. Although Paris had been peaceful but also hard for me but now that I think about it. It's not totally different from being here in Preston valley..

“Yeah, you're like a goddess now”She says smirking as she smiles widely...

“Goddess Huh” I absent-mindedly responded, hoping she’d sense the disinterested tone and a note of dismissal...

“Apparently, your trip to France did you good Aurora. Am proud of you.”She says as she grabs my hand squeezing it affectionately...

“Yeah it did more than good”I say suddenly zoning out. My default identity had always been “On the outside”, and thanks to Nicolai who deemed it less than acceptable in our school social heirarchy and standard

“Just look around you! Enjoy it for a minute okay?” she whisper-yelled, eyes pleading when I glanced back at her.

“Okay fine”I say as I paused trying to look a bit cheerful...

“Hey new girl!”A deep cocky familiar voice calls out to me...

“Oh crap!

“To think I thought I was lucky enough not to run into him”I thought as I try to push back the haunting migraine in my head...

“Welcome to Preston high Ms. Aurora”He says smirking as he walks purposely towards me...

“I stare at him with a bored expression on my face as I try to reign in all my emotions...

“Hi Nico”I say dryly...

“Oh you do remember me, I thought after the whole scene that day. You wouldn't remember me”He says smirking...

“Oh I do remember you, you're the guy that rolled off my front porch that day. How could I forget”I say tactfully...

“And oh, you're the guy who tried to attack a poor weak girl like me”I say scornfully...

“We both know that's not true. You're anything but weak.”He says shining his pearly white teeth...

“We were having a great time together, you know?”He says his eyes going dark with a look of desire...

“Great time? Am sure that sweet tongue of yours can't handle a sour candy like me”I say smirking trying not to roll over my words...

“Well if you had been nice enough to let me stay a little maybe things would have turned out differently. ”He says arching his eyebrows with an amused look on his face...

“Nah, probably not. Besides like I said you can't handle my type of person. Courtney let's go”I say as I pull her out of her daze hurrying to our next class as she continues to stare at me in shock.

“This fucking Playboy will be the death of me!

“Was that?”She whisper-yelled...

“Yeap”I say as we hurriedly move to our class...