Chapter 11

Kendall never would’ve imagined, on that day in the girls’ toilets, that her relationship with Sabrina Sinclair was one with such a twisted fate.

She couldn’t have imagined that the girl in front of her was about to turn into one of her greatest allies while simultaneously becoming one of her greatest enemies.

“I took a week extra,” she said tartly, studying Kendall up and down. “My dad wanted to spend more time with me, so I wasn’t here. But my girls filled me in. Apparently, you’re totally mysterious.”

Shrugging, Kendall tried to look just as casual. “I don’t know, that’s what they’re saying.”

“You don’t seem to care,” Sabrina said in a nearly accusatory manner.

“I don’t,” Kendall countered without a flinch.

There was a moment of silence between them, and that moment was all the time that Sabrina had needed to decide.

Kendall McCarthy was officially her best friend, and all who touched her were dead.

She smirked and flipped back her long, blonde hair, making Kendall blink in mild awe. The girl was incredibly pretty. She had a face of soft features, naturally rosy cheeks and big doll-like grey eyes which were an amazing combination with her blonde hair.

“I don’t either,” she suddenly offered. “I don’t have a mom, and I’ve heard all sorts of rumours, too. They say my dad killed her. I’ve never cared. I showed those peasants that I’m better than them, and now they all worship the ground I walk on. Even the Seniors adore me whenever they get a chance to see me.”

Kendall tilted her head at her. “Oh. Okay.”

Sabrina smirked, looking at her. “You’re just like me. Let me see your hand.”

Puzzled, Kendall held up her hand.

In a flash, Sabrina latched hers onto it and intertwined their fingers. “We’re best friends now. Let’s go.”

It was like some curse had been magically lifted.

Kendall was in awe of the changes that had occurred in the past few days. All it had taken was for Sabrina to walk over to her during lunch and sit down with her to eat. Her group of girls stood hesitantly behind her, unsure of what to do. With a princess-like sigh, Sabrina had shooed them away to a different table.

She’d made it clear that nobody was to interrupt her and Kendall when they spent time together.

Kendall had never had so many eyes stare at her before. Every bit of their unease with her questionable identity evaporated. After all, if Sabrina Sinclair herself was claiming her as a friend, she certainly had to be someone very high up on their hierarchy. Sabrina was notoriously known for never claiming anyone as a friend; she only had “girls”. But she’d claimed Kendall McCarthy.

They were all back to trying to get into her good graces, and Adelaide Finn was punching the air for a missed opportunity.

Kendall didn’t think it would become a big deal since she and Sabrina only saw each other during lunch. Imagine her surprise when, a week after the start of their friendship, Sabrina was officially transferred to her class. She had no idea how far the girl’s influence went, but clearly, it reached deep into the school’s veins.

Now they walked to every class together, sat next to each other and spent nearly every day together.

Kendall was… ecstatic.

She’d never had such a close friend before! Sabrina was adored by everyone and rightfully so because, from what she could see of her, the girl was awesome. She was nice enough to everyone and didn’t hesitate to verbalise her annoyance at people who tried her patience, even when it was a teacher. Kendall was in awe of her.

Especially because she was oddly determined to treat Kendall like a princess. If anyone even mildly annoyed her, they got such a lethal glare from Sabrina that they apologised and never approached Kendall again.

They were becoming the most popular duo in the entire school, much to Adelaide Finn’s horror.

Feeling invincible in her newly formed allegiance, Kendall further solidified her place at the top of the pyramid by making sure she remained the best student in class. With her consecutive As in every test they wrote, her classmates' envy and admiration of her were growing daily. She was pretty, smart, rich, from a mysterious royal family— or some godfather’s heir— and she was Sabrina Sinclair’s best friend.

They were untouchable.

Luckily for Kendall, Sabrina dismissively waved her princess fingers at any studying and claimed her father’s wealth could take care of her for the rest of her life, so they never competed for first place.

Sabrina got them leave to go shopping and spend time outside of the school gates whenever she pleased.

Kendall vaguely mentioned that it would affect their study time, but Sabrina had shown her how insignificant that was. Before long, she wasn’t thinking about studying because she was having the time of her life.

Everywhere she and Sabrina were driven, they were treated like royalty. She did so many fun things that she hadn’t even known were possible to do. Sure, she had to stay smart enough to hide her excitement and look like she was used to it, but still, she buzzed with exhilaration every time they went on one of their adventures.

It was the peak of everything she’d ever dreamed of. Being Kendall McCarthy was the best thing ever.

Until Sabrina’s father found out about their escapades.

Kendall remembered nervously biting her lip as she’d stood still next to Sabrina, who scowled at the headmaster while they all waited for her father to arrive.

“You said you wouldn’t tell him,” she spat.

The headmaster paled. “I… didn’t, Ms Sinclair. Your father is Lucien Sinclair. He found out on his own.”

Sighing, Kendall lowered her gaze.

Suddenly, there was a little commotion outside the office, and the door to the Headmaster’s office swung open.

Standing there, staring in utter shock at the person before her, Kendall couldn’t have imagined the things she was about to discover.

Firstly, the discovery of this man whom she was horrified to recognise.

And, secondly, the discovery of the kind of person Sabrina Sinclair really was.