Page 30 of The Sins of Noelle


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"Me too."

"Let's see what the little witch can do."

The voices continued to resound, one layered on top of the other until Noelle felt the pressure in her ears build.

Staring up ahead, she did her best to calm herself down. But when she felt a liquid pour down her face—one that she belatedly recognized as ink—she couldn't ignore it any more.

"She's already messy, what's more?"

"She's a smurf now," another girl laughed, pointing at her and at the ink traveling down her forehead, staining her cheek and the front of her shirt.

Slowly, Noelle brought her gaze up.

She didn't blink as she stood up, not even bothering to wipe the ink from her skin. She simply regarded the girls blankly.

They were still laughing, but upon seeing her serious expression and the way she was reacting antithetical to what she was supposed to, they finally realized something was wrong.

"Run."

One softly uttered word.

"Run," Noelle repeated, this time a little louder.

Everyone blinked in surprise that gave way to fear before finally settling on terror.

With both hands, she grabbed onto the hair of two girls, pulling them towards her before she pushed them to the ground.

They fell like two lifeless dolls, their moans of pain the only ones permeating the air.

The boys were laughing by the side, enjoying the show but not involving themselves.

Good. Noelle didn't have the energy to deal with them, either. And she was sure they would get more vicious than the girls too.

With a determined look on her face she marched forward. Why should she let herself be treated like this?

If her parents weren't going to help her, then she would take matters into her own hands like her mother had told her to.

In no way would she allow herself to be trampled by some spoiled little girls who thought the world owed them something.

Noelle had first experience of it.

Even with a wealthy family, social status, and arguably a prodigious musical talent.

"The world owes you nothing," she spat out as she reached the other girl.

The girl blinked in fear, her palms up as she tried to keep the distance between herself and Noelle.

"Did you hear me? The world owes you nothing. It owes Alyssanothing."

She reached a third girl, she drew her hand, gaining momentum before she punched her in the face.

A shrill sound erupted in the classroom.

The door immediately opened, the teacher who'd been supervising them bursting inside and witnessing the chaos and the girl whose nose was currently bleeding buckets.

"Who did this?" The teacher gasped in horror.

All fingers were pointed at Noelle.

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