Chapter 76: Legendary Figure
Hayley’s POV: +8 Pearls
After arriving at the dormitory, I found the dorm supervisor. Then, I followed the arrangement and made my way to Room 503. As soon as I stepped inside, I noticed a fellow dormmate was already busy making her bed. I greeted her cheerfully, “Hello!”
She glanced at me, and as her gaze met my face, disdain flickered in her eyes. “You’re an Omega,” she scoffed. “You’re not worthy of speaking to me. Look at you—you’re so ugly and dressed so tackily.”
Her mockery didn’t bother me. I shrugged nonchalantly, opened my suitcase, and began unpacking my things to set up my bed.
Just then, the dormitory door swung open again. Another girl walked in, stylishly dressed, clearly a rich girl. The haughty girl immediately approached her, saying, “You’re in the same dorm as me, right? Welcome! I’m Mandy Hum. I hope we get along well during our time here.”
The rich girl smiled warmly at her and replied, “Hello, I’m Trista Wright.” Trista glanced at me and gave a polite nod.
“This beta is much more polite than that low-tier beta named Mandy. If she dares to be rude to us again, just let me take over your body, and I’ll teach her a lesson,” Hera suggested to me.
“I won’t even need to transform into a wolf to deal with her. I just hope she knows her place and doesn’t provoke me,” I replied, casting a disdainful glance at Mandy.
“Hi, my bed is right next to you,” Trista said, pointing to the empty space beside me and greeting me.
I nodded back, friendly. As her words hung in the air, a maid entered and helped Trista set up her bed.
Mandy realized Trista’s status as someone who commanded respect and dropped her previous cold attitude towards me, adopting one of eagerness towards Trista. She eagerly offered Trista a snack she had brought along. “These are treats my dad got me while on a business trip abroad. You should try some.”
Trista looked at the offering and politely declined. “Thanks, but I’m on a diet and don’t eat snacks. My mom insisted I bring some fruit. Let me share it with you.”
She stood up and retrieved the fruit she had brought, taking out two boxes of white strawberries. She handed one to Mandy and the other to me.
I looked at the strawberries in front of me and smiled softly, “Thank you, but I don’t like strawberries.”
However, Trista placed the box directly on my desk, insisting, “These strawberries are delicious. Give them a try; you might end up liking them.”
Mandy thought I must have never seen white strawberries before and sneered at me, “White strawberries are quite rare and expensive. I bet you’ve never had one. Saying you don’t like them is a joke, really. Even if you’re telling the truth, we won’t laugh at you.”
Trista glanced at me reassuringly and added, “Don’t mind her. This is just a box of ordinary strawberries. If you don’t like them, I’ll bring other fruits for you next time.”
I smiled at her and replied, “Thank you.”
Trista responded, “You’re welcome! Since we’ll be sharing a dorm, I hope you all will look out for me. I’m not particularly confident in my math skills. My family insisted I join this training camp, but I doubt I’ll make it to the national finals.”
“Trista, you’re too modest. Everyone knows that those who get into this training camp are someone to reckon with,” Mandy interjected without hesitation, flattering her. “From now on, let’s support each other and improve together.”
“By the way, have you heard of the tennis champion, Hayley Carson? I think she’s attending this training camp too. It would be wonderful if we could share a dorm with her,” Trista suddenly asked.
I paused, surprised. Before I could say anything, Mandy jumped in. “I heard Hayley is not only amazing at tennis but also won first place in the Spanish public speaking competition! Now she’s representing the school in this Math Olympiad—she’s a genius!”
“I’d love to meet her. But someone like Hayley wouldn’t want to hang out with us ordinary folks, would she?”
Mandy’s words gave the impression that she thought I was difficult to get along with.
“Do you know her well? Are you familiar with her?”
Mandy was momentarily speechless.
Trista quickly intervened, shrugging her shoulders. “It’s okay. Even just meeting someone of her caliber is an honor.”
Mandy fell silent but shot me a fierce glare.
“Shall we head to class together?” Trista invited me. I was taken aback but happily replied, “Sure!”
Neither of us invited Mandy as we left the dorm, laughing and chatting while she glowered at us in jealousy.
As we stepped out, Trista suddenly asked, “Oh, I almost forgot to ask—what’s your name?”
I smiled and clearly pronounced my name, “Hayley Carson.”