The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 13

Madelyn was dressed in her high school uniform, not the conventional baggy attire of most schools, but rather, a sophisticated, British-styled, black ensemble that screamed of authority. Even the shoes and backpack were not mere standard issue, but instead made of exclusive material to distinguish them from the common ones. Across the street from her prestigious Ventrocloud High School, was the public, but equally respected, Ventropolis High School. The students of Ventropolis were intellectual elites, the future leaders of the nation, whereas those at Ventrocloud often relied on family wealth and status. Two schools, two different social strata, and years of mutual disdain and rivalry.

In the sea of sleek black cars, Madelyn caught sight of a familiar Audi among the many vehicles. As it drew closer, it halted in front of Ventropolis High School. It was indeed Zach’s car, and out stepped Zach himself, along with Jadie.

‘Could it be that Zach is dropping Jadie off at Ventropolis?’ Madelyn wondered.

Zach felt a gaze on him, and following his instinct, he turned around. His eyes met with the cool, poised figure of Madelyn, draped in her black school attire and donning a short skirt, a ponytail swinging behind her. Madelyn, not expecting him to turn around, managed a curt nod and a faint smile as a greeting.

“Madelyn!”

knee socks, dashed toward

you were sick. Are you feeling

of Education. Both of them shared the same class, and in the circle

better,”

like before. You used to be so hostile.

and she had found it rather burdensome, costing her an hour each morning, time she could have used to catch a few

to snap at you to

in their eyes, Madelyn was an oddball, a loner. Only Serena had

raised her hands defensively. “No, no, not at all! I think you’re nice this way. And… you look

the Jents, a family that had built their standing on blood and crime within Ventropolis. Everyone who knew about the Jents was aware of their past, their ascend to power being far from noble. Only after significant legal repercussions did they choose a less

watched her receding silhouette, before pulling back his gaze and glancing at his wristwatch. “We still

Jadie asked. She wore the ordinary blue and white uniform, her long hair pulled back, but on her, the outfit seemed anything but ordinary. Her

after school, if I can get off work

okay, I can take the bus home. The stop is right at the school gates, very convenient. I know you’re busy, Zach. I

never a bother to me. You know that, right?” His voice was low and sincere.

lips curving into a slight smile. “I