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Claire's POV~ Today is Monday again. I can’t believe a week has already passed. I am gradually getting used to staying here. It isn’t as bad as I thought it would be. Alright, now I’m so exhausted and sleepy, although it's morning. I stayed up throughout last night. I watched all the seasons of Emily in Paris, the new Netflix show that people have been bothering me about. And since my parents' bedroom is on the first floor while mine is on the second floor, Mom was not able to stop me from watching. I just hope that I survive today’s school. Just like last week, Mom dropped me off at the school’s gate, and I went in. Everything seems normal and the same as it was last week. Well, everything except for the expensive sports cars that were parked at the end of the left-hand side of the parking space. The cars were about ten or so in number, and all of them were in different colors. Damn! I wondered who owns them. They looked too expensive for a high school kid to be driving. The amusing part is that all the cars bear the same plate number, “Avila”. Avila. I tried to remember where I heard the name from, but I couldn’t lay a finger on it. I ended up concluding that the school had important visitors today, and that explains the cool cars. I made my way into the school building and met Ashley waiting for me at the entrance, and together we made our way to the class. We were able to reach our class five minutes before classes commenced. Only a few people were already present. In the middle row of the class, I noticed three new faces that were not present last week. Maybe they are new students, I thought, before I quickly rethought it. They looked too comfortable to be new students because, trust me, no matter how you try to blend in as a new student and try not to be noticed, people will still know you are one because it’s completely written all over your face, how you walk, and even talk. Crazy, I know, but that’s the truth. Two of the students were girls and a boy. To be honest, I can’t even decide which one of them is finer than the other. They were all very fine, with glowing skin, clear eyes, and pink lips. They were also wearing expensive shoes and watches. Damn! They even made the school uniform look so good. Instead of sneakers, the girls were wearing high-rise high-heeled boots, and that totally killed it, making them look like they are dressed for a modeling shoot. Before I could ask Ashley who they were, the bell rang, and the teacher came in. So, I made a mental note to ask her during the lunch period. So far, the classes have been going on quite well. That is if you subtract the time I fell asleep in two different classes yesterday. The aerophysics teacher had to make me go to the washroom and wash my face before going back to the class, which was a little bit embarrassing. It’s lunchtime already. Since the first, I have been sitting with Ashley's friends at lunch. They were all nice but talked a little bit too much for my liking. I joined the line and got my lunch and sat quickly, eager to ask Ashley who those students were. Suddenly, the whole cafeteria went quiet, and I wondered why, and it was at that moment that I saw them. There were all twelve in number, five boys and seven girls. All the girls had the same kind of high-heeled boots on just like the girls from the morning classes. All of them looked so fine. I understand why the whole school is staring at them. I can’t help but stare too. Wow, I never knew people could look so fine. They made their way to a table that looks different from everyone else's. I wonder who they are. Everyone in the school is rich, so for them to have such special treatment, they must be very important. Not until they had their seat before everyone else continued with what they were doing. “Who are they?” I asked no one in particular. “They are the Avilas.” “The what?” I think I have heard the name somewhere, but I can’t remember exactly where. “The Avilas. They are one of the most influential families in the world. They have a branch of their empire in almost, if not all sectors. Be it medicine, technology, finance. Just name it. They have a company in each field,” Cole explained. “Omg!! You have to see their house! It looks like a presidential villa!” Jennifer said excitedly. Becky rolled her eyes at her, “have you ever been to the house or what?”. “Well, I pass through there every day. But I wish to enter it one day. The house looks like a fairy tale,” Jennifer said dreamily, and everyone at the table laughed, and we went back to eating our lunch. I turned back and looked at them. And lo and behold, the most handsome guy at the table is looking directly at me. He has dark green eyes, which are unusual, but it made him look hotter. Damn, I think I have a crush. “Who is he?” I asked Ashley. “Oh no! He is a no-go zone. That is Alexander Gray Avila. He is the son of the CEO and also the heir to the Avila Empire. Cool, I know. All the girls and the gay guys have a crush on him. But he never looks at any of them. In fact, he hardly talks to anyone else,” Ashley explained. And there goes my heart. I turned and looked at him again, and he is still looking at me.