Chapter 17: Fate’s Twisted Birthday Present
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Chapter 17
~Spring’s POV~
A shriek ripped from her throat as the white liquid soaked her pristine blouse and flattened her perfectly curled hair.
Several gasps tore around us as students immediately took out their phones to record the scene.
The school’s top female bully was getting herself washed in milky egg wash.
"What the... what the actual fuck..."
Madelyn turned, sputtering in disbelief, just in time to be hit with a second assault—a full bucket of flour, dumped directly on her head by another confused accomplice who clearly hadn’t gotten the memo that she wasn’t the target.
PFFFTT!
The hallway exploded with raw, undiffused laughter at her predicament.
People covered their mouths, and some didn’t even bother.