Rebirth of the Deadly Beauty

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Caught off guard, Clara stopped what she was doing. "Yes, Tina?"

"This class is supposed to be for the top 50 students in the whole academy, isn't it?"

"Yes, that is correct. Why do you ask?" Clara responded, puzzled.

"Then, how did she even get in here? I know her. She was consistently at the bottom of her class in junior high school and was eventually sent to the juvenile detention center for repeated misbehavior. I'd just like to know why a student with a juvenile record is allowed to be here to receive the same education as the rest of us, who are all so talented."

As Tina's words echoed through the classroom, everyone looked up in shock. Clara was equally taken aback. "Wait, what? She was sent to a juvenile detention center?"

Clara immediately looked at Yolanda, who had already taken her seat in the back row, and asked, "Yolanda, is what Tina just said true?"

"It's true. I did go to a juvenile detention center," Yolanda admitted candidly.

It was the truth, and she had nothing to hide. Besides, it wouldn't be long before Yvonne spread an embellished version of the story throughout First Academy, so there was no use denying it.

"She's admitted it! Ms. Bet, do you really think someone like her deserves to be in Class A?" Tiana questioned pointedly.

The rest of the students in class looked at Yolanda with disdain. Initially, they had been indifferent to Yolanda because they didn't know her. Now, having heard about her consistently poor grades and her time in juvenile detention, they felt that having her in Class A was an insult to their hard work.

"Ms. Bet, how did someone like her end up in our class?"

"She's clearly not qualified for our school. She must've pulled some strings to get in!"

"Why was Yolanda assigned to our class, Ms. Bet?"

Clara stood at the front of the classroom, dumbfounded. Harvey had only dropped Yolanda off

without filling her in on her historvet

Now that she had learned about Yolanda's poor grades and her time in juvenile detention, she couldn't help but think that Harvey was out of line.

However, who was she to question the headmaster's decision?

Clara had no choice but to intervene as the students were getting rowdy, and the class was getting out of control. "Settle down! We're about to start the test, so let's maintain some order!"

"Don't skirt around the issue, Ms. Bet. Answer our questions!"

"Exactly, the test can wait! It never takes us that long to finish anyway, and we always turn in our papers early." The honors students were confident, brushing off Clara's attempt to silence them.

"Well..." Clara looked at Yolanda, silently hoping she would come forward and address the issue herself.

However, the students' anger intensified when she failed to reach an immediate decision.

"Looks like she must have pulled strings to get in! Why else would Ms. Bet remain silent?"

"Get her out of Class A!"

"She doesn't deserve to be in the same classroom as us!"

Tiana smirked at their outrage. "Ms. Bet, to allow this waste of space to stay in Class A is a direct affront to the rest of us! If the school insists on covering for a student with a juvenile record, we'll have to look into transferring to another class for the sake of our future."

"That's right! If Yolanda's here, we're all switching to another class!"

The color drained from Clara's face in an instant when she heard that. Class A was her golden egg, and as its homeroom teacher, she had been enjoying all the benefits. However, if the students decided to switch classes, she would have to forfeit those benefits and accolades to someone else.