Chapter 135 BOOK TWO: Those Darn Three Words.

*Splash!*

Dream or no dream, Cold water soaked Leonica from head to toe. She gasped and tries to raise her young soaked body out of the small pond she had been shoved into, but her hand slipped on a few pebbles and she fell back in.

In front of her, standing tall and proud, was her high school bully and his friends. They cackled amongst themselves, expressions of delight shimmering in their eyes.

Just looking at their faces, Leonica felt her anger boiling. “Jamil, I swear to God, I’m going to get you back for this.” She threatened, the shrill in her voice exposing her youthful nature.

The ring leader, Jamil, steppes forward and bent down, at least enough to meet her eye level. “You? Get me back?” His taunting words were followed by a loud laugh which reached his bright blue eyes. “Yeah right, Leonica. Even in a thousand years, a freak like you can’t do nothing.”