MY IMPOSSIBLE MATE

Melissa's POV

I had seen many movies where people get miraculous scholarships into their dream schools, but I never knew that it was going to be an experience for me as well.

Orlando High School had sent me a letter of acceptance into their scholarship program, and it felt like a dream until today as I walked into the management office to officially sign in as a student and resume classes.

The school looked more luxurious than it was on paper, and the students—I couldn't stop staring at each of them. They were obviously from rich homes because of the way they carried themselves, the way they kept walking in pairs, each one holding the latest smartphones and luxury jewelry, and that purse... From the papers it was a newly released edition from the biggest fashion industry in the city.

At that point I stood there in the hallway watching all of them walk past me as I tried to find my classroom. None of them were looking in my direction. I couldn't even fix my gaze on any of them for long, as they kept glancing at me like I had a stain on a white dress.

"Oh my god, he's here! He's finally here!" Some students screamed behind me, and all of them ahead of me began to run in the direction of the scream while I turned slowly, staring at them as they rushed down the stairs towards the entrance of the school building.

I stared at them in silence for about a minute as I walked down the stairs to the gathering. The one who stood beside me was munching something in his mouth despite his chubby look, and when our eyes made contact, I asked him what was going on.

"Are you new? The king is about to come in. His name is Alexandra, but he's popularly called Lex. He has not resumed since the past week, and now we'll give him a grand welcome. It's our culture."

He said all of these with a weird smile on his face as if it was some sort of achievement to welcome the school 'King' or whatever it was they called him.

I didn't want to bother him anymore as I turned my gaze, stretching my neck to see who the school king could be.

Seconds later, a huge frame began to walk through the door; he had curly hair, his height was a rare one, and so was the way he walked. He must truly be aware that he was the king.

"Lex, I made this tasty pie specially to welcome you back to school."

A girl who was average height and a little bit shy said to him as she walked in, presenting the beautifully designed pie to the supposed king. At first I thought it looked cute until he took the pie from her and smashed it to the ground.

"What? Why would he do that?" I asked the boy who was still munching so much in his mouth regardless.

"He doesn't take worthless things. How could she ever think he would accept that from her?"

He said this with so much pride and satisfaction in his king's action that it irritated me.

"Step away from me." The cold voice of the king commanded the girl, who is already covered in shame and shivering. "Keep going," he said to her as she kept taking some steps backwards away from him.

The floor was so quiet as everyone kept watching them. I was doing my best to control the anger in me, as this was my first day in school, and I didn't want to ruin things for myself. I knew that it could never be me in that situation because I'd pick up the pie from the floor and rub it off on his face.