Zosia: Quick Transmigration System-Chapter 43 - 41- Arc 2

Coming down from the car, she carried her laptop with her.

"Thank you. I'll call you once I am about to go home." She said.

"Okay."

Closing the door, the driver immediately left while she walked towards the school gate.

She met her fellow students who stared at her in surprise, some in astonishment and some in disgust.

Her arrival prompted her to be used as a common topic among the students. Some words even filtered into her ears.

"Tsk.... Wasn't she at the hospital."

"Yeah.... I heard she was being treated for HIV."

"Tsk... At such a young age. Maybe that's why she is always being picked by a car. Must have traded her body for such luxuries."

Zosia did not halt her steps, ignoring them, she entered into the school building and headed straight for her class.

It seemed like her nonchalance angered them more, that the rumor became more strange. She even heard about someone saying they had seen her as a stripper in a KTV bar.

Mirabel had never been to a KTV before due to how strict her mother had been. Even when her mother let loose on her training, due to how she had been raised, she hadn't thought of stepping into one before.

The only places she had gone with her friends were Arcades, Cinemas and the chicken and noodle shop owned by Terra's family.

Terra was the brown haired girl who had come to see her alongside Ashton and Celine.

Looking at the lights still switched on in the classroom, she glanced at the time in her watch. Her classmates were yet to go cause of Celine. Celine was the type to abide by rules and being the class monitor, only until the time struck the exact time as stipulated, would she open the classroom door. So, right now, she could only stand outside and wait.

Her action also brought more onlookers, which though was uncomfortable, she didn't mind. Opening her phone, she glanced at how her mother had handled it, right now her name has been cleared but there would always be people who would want to believe what they want to believe.

As for the key figures she had hacked, they were hackers and people with reputable name in graphic design and ability to identify photoshopped photos and the media.

She helped the starlight media create a good headline and pushed them towards the top. Her lips curled up into a smile as she looked at the reactions towards the post.

Mark and Crystal who were fanning the flames had unexpectedly propelled her to fame. Right now, people were already digging

into her background and it wouldn't be long before they find out.

'I wonder how Kael will react? When what he has been trying to hide, ends up being exposed by the children he loves so much.' she thought.

She could feel the change in atmosphere through the looks she was recieving. The judgemental looks were no longer there but filled with curiosity, doubt, self blame, envy.

Zosia looked at her watch. Looking at the time, she knew her classmates would be coming out anytime soon, so she

was about to shift away from the door and lean on the wall, when the class door flung open, followed by a flurry of students who were about to rush out but were halted in their tracks upon seeing her.

They had the looks she had recieved from the students at the gate and those who had become onlookers that stared at her.

She raised her eyebrows as she stared at them. Unwilling to keep being the monkey in the zoo, she moved to enter into the class.

The students who were still staring at her, subconsciously moved and made enough space for her to pass, their eyes following her as she moved.

"Isn't that?....."

"Yup, she is the one. I thought she would still be at the hospital?"

"Same here.... Do you think she came to give us her infection?!" The person's words prompted them to shiver. Some were already having goosebumps.

"The infection is not transmitted like that. You don't have to worry, besides—" another person who was speaking to diffuse the fear they felt was interrupted by his fellow classmate.

"Oh my God!?!! Guys!!"

"Hmmmm!!!"

"What is it?"

"Yeah, why such a reaction."

"Guys quickly check the school forum and the school website." The fellow classmate continued.

" What is there that could possibly make you react like that?" They muttered.

They stood by the door which inadvertently blocked others from going out or coming in and with their loud voice, their discussion also spread to the students who were still arranging their books or ready to go.

"So we were wrong?"

"Yeah!"

"Now I understand why mum says, some things should not be believed in."

"F*ck who even thought of slandering her, did they not investigate her family background before cooking up this bullshit story." One of them cursed.

"That explains why she is not only the youngest among us but her otherwordly beauty."

"Tsk.... Looking at her now, I must say, the person who did that must have been jealous."

"Yup.... It might have been those who asked her out but she refused..... Or even her fellow gender."

"Possibly.... Do... You think, we should apologize to her?"

"Huh?!"

"After all, we are her classmates but never knew she was poisoned?"

"Poisoned?!" One of them exclaimed.

"Where did you see that?"

"Did you not read the second article?" The person's words prompted others to fish out their phone and search for it.

By the time they got the full gist of the story, they had spent 30 minutes whispering.

The number of gossips dwindled, leaving the initial 20+ students to 5 with the exception of Mirabel and her friends. Even the onlookers had dispersed.

A pair of eyes at the back seat looked up from his phone, the phone screen revealed the article he was reading. His gaze traveling from his phone to Mirabel who sat with her friends as she replied to their occasional questions.

He watched each expression on her face including when she blinks. Her fan shaped eyelashes fluttered, the breeze from the windows fluttered in, carrying with it her hair.

Seemingly disturbed by it, she took a pink rubber band from Celine and tied her hair into a pony tail, revealing her fair neck which contrasted with the black sportswear she was wearing.

His gaze shifted from her to her friends who chatted with her with smiles on their faces. He turned to look at the article on his phone.

He had asked her out and instead of showing his support during the period she needed him the most, he ran away from her.

Well, who said she was in need of his support.

Feeling frustrated, guilty and annoyed, he slammed his book close. He wanted to get her attention, but all he got was a fleeting glance.

His action even seemed to have irritated her more as she quickly urged her friends, so they could go.

Zosia on the other hand, wasn't even aware of who the boy was and what thoughts were going through their mind.

She had gotten her hands on her friends phone and was able to use InfoLink on it. She didn't have time to go through the information in detail, but she was surprised by one which she had seen.

She could not believe that Mirabel had helped Celine before and had even forgotten about such good deed.

Maybe, the good deed was the reason she inhabited the body instead of another.

This thought also brought another thing to her notice.

What was the relationship between the original owner and Lysel.

She felt that each body she inhabits has a relationship with the main task, even if the relationship was so thin.

So what was this body relationship with Lysel and who was Lysel.

"Hey guys, how about eating in Terra's family shop before we go home?" Zosia suggested.

"Alright, we still need to discuss who the culprit behind the rumour is." Ashton said.

"Mhmm.... Terra what do you think?"

"Sure, but..."

"Don't worry, we will settle our bills, we weren't planning to eat for free. I just came out of the hospital, so I will be treating."

"Okay.... Let's go." Terra said, leading the way with her school bag slung over her shoulders.

They had just stepped out of the classroom, when they were stopped by someone.

"Hey guys..... Mirabel.... How are you doing?" She said the ending in a sing-song tone.

Zosia glanced at how familiar she acted with them , but she felt this rising disgust within her and the urge to walk out.

Suppressing that feeling, she decided to follow through the second door, "leave her, let's go through the second door."

They had just turned around to follow the suggestion when they were met with another person who stood behind them.

'It was the guy from earlier who had slammed his book.' she thought, her gaze shifting from him to the other lady that stood at their front.

"Sheila, what do you want?" Celine asked. Her tone unwelcoming as she gazed at the girl with concealed disgust.

"Heard you guys were going to Terra place for dinner. If you don't mind, can I join you guys?" She asked with a smile, her small dimples appearing. The smile would have made those unaware of her character acquiesce but definitely not them.

"Sounds like you are looking for more juicy story. See Sheila , we are just going to eat, so please can you excuse us, we don't have time to entertain your whims." Celine said, her voice revealing her annoyance.

"Alright, let's go... If you do anything out of the line, you are out and your are paying your own meals." Zosia said as she walked out. Sheila made way, unwilling to be bumped into.

Zosia saw her attitude and sneered inwardly.

They arrived at the school gate and realized that someone else was follow them. "What's with you?" Zosia asked, a frown appearing on her face.

"Since Sheila can come, can't I come?" He said, sounding defiant.

"No!!!" The four of them said in unision, giving him no room to debate.

Right now, Zosia wasn't even in the mood for the dinner anymore. She brought out her phone that was buzzing in her pocket.

It was a message from Ariana. It says: "Will pick you up after I am done."

Zosia glanced at the words for a while, before swiping her phone lock and tucking it back into her pocket.

While she was lost in thought the five of them were already arguing.

"Suit yourself." Her words silenced the sound of arguments, making them turn towards her.

"Is it because he once asked you out that you easily agreed for him to join us?" Sheila said, her face revealing how unfair she felt the situation was.

Zosia eyed the young man as she muttered with unconcealed frown. "He asked me out?!"

Everyone turned to look at her in astonishment. "You forgot?"

"Did the poison mess with your brain?" Terra asked, her eyes flashing with an unreadable glint.

"You—" the boy stuttered, unable to mutter any words apart from you.

"Seems like my memory is scattered, pardon me." Zosia apologized with her usual professional smile.

It was as if it was engrained in her soul that regardless of whose body she used, she was always able to execute it.

"Fine... Let's go." Ashton broke the silence as he lead the way alongside Terra.

"Let's use the Alley, since it's a short cut to our destination." The guy suggested.

"Alright, it's already late anyway."

"Yeah, my mom is already messaging me." Terra said.

"That means we would be passing Second High school on our way." Celine added.

"Mmm"

They kept on walking, after a few minutes, they arrived at second high school. They could hear sounds of someone being beaten.

"It seems to be coming from the rooftop?"

"Yeah.... Let's go to the other side of the road, we wouldn't want to be caught up in their cross fire."

They had just crossed the road and could finally make out the silhouettes of some figures.

"Who are they?" Zosia asked curiosily. She was curious since her main task involved someone who was always being bullied.

"Must be those bullies again." Ashton said, his eyes holding disgust as he gazed at the figures.

"Mmm, I pity for that Ly- ly....I don't even know his name."

"Lysel." Sheila and the other guy said at the same time.

"Yeah, Lysel." Celine nodded, taking their corrections on the boy's name.

"Hey what are you doing?"