Riley Ross

"I knew it!" Bella jumped up, eyes wide. Even Pauline gasped as they stared at each other. "Girl, you ain’t say nothin’ ’bout yo mama bein’ famous! I hear her voice erryday on the damn TV!"

"Wait a minute," Hannah’s eyes widened as she pointed at Gary. "I think Riley and I met your mom outside the Academy during the entrance exams! That was your mother?! And here I thought my mom looked young—what the fuck?!"

"It’s... not that big of a deal?" Gary waved them off as he wiped his forehead, "You are literally the children of the world’s richest man."

Suddenly, everything went quiet. Gary looked around, expecting someone to respond—but no one said a word.

Then he noticed all eyes on him.

"You—" Hannah pointed at his face, "...I’ve been meaning to say this since before we left the Academy. But you do know your makeup’s smudged, right?"

"I-I’m not wearing any makeup!" Gary’s eyes widened as he looked at his hand, and there indeed was powder residue on it, "W-wait... where’s there bathroom?!"

He practically leapt off the sofa, covering his face as he bolted down a random hallway—didn’t even wait for Hannah to answer—unfortunately for him, there was no bathroom at all to where he was heading.

"He... really is wearing makeup," Hannah blinked a couple of times as she looked at the other girls, "But I didn’t realize it was that thick. Did... you see his skin? It looked... smoother than mine."

"Y-yeah..." Victoria, whose skin was still as soft as a baby’s, slowly nodded.

"You think... maybe he’s hiding a scar or somethin’?"