"So, you're the daughter of the maid my mum sent out of our house last month?" someone asked while I was trying to take a nap during break.

I had nothing to eat, No money, and I was still nursing the pain of the lashes I received from the biology teacher.

I looked up to see Lexy looking at me with anger visible in his face.

I was speechless, surprised.

"How did he know?" I wondered, I couldn't open my mouth, I just sat there starring at him.

"Talk to me kelsi! Are you?" Was your mother really the maid we had? Is my father the one sponsoring your education?...