Disguised As A Boy To Attend Belmont High School
Chapter 106: Crossing Paths

Chapter 106: Crossing Paths

Meanwhile, Olive and Lara decided to walk together around the school compound before their next class started.

"To be honest, that Anabella, or whatever her name is, is getting on my nerves," Lara said, breaking the awkward silence between them. "Olive! If no one stands up to that girl, she’s going to keep bullying everyone," she added, stopping abruptly in front of Olive, her expression etched with concern.

"I know, right? Lucas is the one giving her the courage. She’s got his back," Olive replied, continuing to lick her chocolate ice cream. "And like I said before, you’ll just be wasting your breath on her. It’s not worth it, to be honest."

"But still, you’re way too calm nowadays. I’ll keep saying it—you’re no longer fierce, and it’s so annoying for me," Lara chimed in with a frustrated expression.

"There’s no point, Lara. Apart from calling me a scholarship kid—which, of course, is true—she hasn’t done anything else. Olive replied with a light chuckle. "She hasn’t crossed any lines with me, so there’s no need to exchange any banter with her."

"Oh, I see... Anyway, it’s fine. I just hope you’ll stand by me if she ever tries to harm me," Lara replied as she linked her arm with Olive’s. "And did you see that black-haired girl? It’s obvious she loves Mark."

"Yeah! She loves Mark, but it’s just as obvious that Mark doesn’t love her. She’s one of those girls crushing on Mark but will never have him," Olive said with an outburst of laughter. "Just be careful around her. Those rich brats don’t think twice before ruining someone. She might start targeting you because of Mark," she warned, her tone suddenly serious.

"I know, right? And I’m ready for her," Lara replied with a smirk.

Ping!

Lara glanced down at her phone.

"Mark is asking me to meet him at the 3RM special class," Lara announced with a heavy sigh. "I’ll see you later, dear."

"Okay! Have fun," Olive replied with a smile, watching as Lara walked into the school building.

Bang!

"Arrgh..."

Olive yelled as her ice cream fell from her hand. It was the last one available in the scholarship cafeteria, and she had only gotten it because of her closeness to the chef.

"Hey, I’m sorry!" a feminine voice came from behind, prompting Olive to turn around. It was a girl with long black hair tied into a ponytail. She had delicate features, wore big golden earrings that accentuated her figure, and was dressed in a Belmont High School white shirt, left half-buttoned, with no jacket and a green short skirt that displayed her long legs.

"It’s okay," Olive replied, waving off the ice cream incident although she felt sad about her ice cream. She started to leave, only to be stopped by the girl, who gently pulled her back by the hand.

"Sorry, but I just got here. Do you know where the principal’s office is? I need to see her," the ponytailed girl said, her eyes pleading.

"Oh... A scholarship kid," Olive replied with a smile, but her words seemed to annoy the girl standing before her.

"Are you blind?" the girl asked with a smirk. "These are real gold, dude," she added, flaunting her golden earrings.

"Oh, I see. Sorry about that. I thought you were one since you didn’t know the way to the principal’s office. If you’re one of the rich kids, then there shouldn’t be any problem finding it—you all know this school well enough," Olive replied with a smile, turning to leave again but was once more pulled back by the girl.

"I’m not like the other rich kids whose parents pay their school fees. I pay mine by myself. So, there’s a difference," the girl said with a smirk. "Kindly lead me to the principal’s office, and I promise to get you another ice cream."

"Just forget about the ice cream," Olive replied. "I’ll lead you to the principal’s office," she added, leading the way with the girl following.

"Thank you! I’m Jessica by the way. What’s your name?"

"Arthur," Olive replied with a smirk while the girl nodded in affirmation.

They soon arrived at the principal’s office.

"Uhmm, thank you. And sorry about my rudeness earlier," Jessica apologized, but Olive raised an eyebrow, not understanding what she was apologizing for. "You know, for saying, ’Are you blind?’"

"Ohh! It’s okay. I’m not offended," Olive replied with a wide smile.

"Okay! I guess we’ll see each other around," Jessica said, biting her lip seductively. "Maybe hang out sometime after school and get to know each other better."

"Oh... yeah. We should. Alright, you can go in," Olive said with a smile, while Jessica nodded, flashing a wide and seductive smile before making her way into the office. Olive continued on her own way.

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Lucas sat down on the three-seater sofa in the 3RM special room, his expression stern as he gazed into space, not even reacting to Anabella’s seductive touch and kisses who was wearing red lingerie, looking incredibly alluring, but it didn’t seem to faze Lucas.

Noticing Lucas’s stern expression, Anabella soon knelt down before him, took out his seven-inch not fully erect "dragon," and began sucking it.

"Hmm~"

The sound of her moans and slurping soon filled the room.

"Hmm~"

She sucked for several minutes, stroking as if her life depended on it. By now, she had expected Lucas to carry her up, throw her on the bed, and fuck the hell out of her, but he did nothing and just remained seated.

Even after sucking for over thirty minutes and stroking, she had expected him to cum, to prove to her that he was reacting to her touch, but he wasn’t. He didn’t cum or even let out any moans to indicate that he was enjoying Anabella’s actions.

"I’m fed up! I’m fed up! I’m fed up!" Anabella yelled, her face contorted with anger. "You’re not reacting to anything! Don’t I look attractive enough for you? Are you really gay now?"

"I’m not gay," Lucas replied almost immediately.

"Then what are you? We haven’t had sex since I started this school. You only cuddle me and kiss me whenever you see that Arthur boy coming. It’s obvious you’re gay, Lucas. Is that scholarship student the one you’ve chosen then?"

"Anabella, I told you I’m not gay. I’m just not interested in anything right now. I’m not in the mood," Lucas replied with a heavy sigh.

"You’re always ’not in the mood,’ Lucas. You’re never in the mood to f**k me. Even if I stand naked in front of you, you still seem uninterested in having anything to do with me. If I did something wrong, then just tell me, and I’ll apologize because I don’t know why you’ve decided to hate me this much. It’s unfair," Anabella remarked, her expression downcast.

There was an awkward silence as Lucas refused to reply.

Anabella, frustrated, then decided to sit on Lucas’s erect dick, already knowing what his reaction would be. As expected, Lucas pushed her away, nearly causing her head to hit the glass center table.

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