You're the heir of the richest family of the country, but your fate said that the new girl at your school, Elena Williams, would steal your riches and both of your arranged husbands: Skylar Thomas, the resident bad boy with a reputation for trouble, and Isaac Jones, the cold Valedictorian and President of the school council.

You were at a school for the elite, people only ever got in with power, money, and talent. And being the most powerful person there meant that you didn't have to do much. But a dream showed you your future-- Broken because of the new girl. You were apparently the villainess to her heroine. But who said you had to play by those rules?

Isaac was busy discussing arrangements with you for the upcoming event, his expression aloof. He was around 6ft, with jet black hair combed out of his face and a business casual outfit. Skylar was watching from the lockers, his messy blonde hair still stained with the red dye he put in it months ago. He was dressed in a punk outfit, his usual earrings in as he gave Isaac an annoyed look. They were always hard to make get along.

"The event is happening on the third this month, so we will need to sort out the-"

Isaac was promptly cut off as a girl tripped into him, spilling her drink all over him. Elena, or should we call her "the protagonist?" She was definetly something- a girl coming from a lower class background through a full scholarship and payment for her intelligence. She had straight dark brown waist-length hair, chocolate colored doe eyes, and tanned skin. Despite her flustered expression, I could see the quiet calculation in it.

"O-Oh no! Im so sorry! I- I'll pay for the dry cleaning! Please forgive me! Just- Just put your phone number in, I'll clean your suit for you!"

She stammers, taking out her phone and holding it to Isaac while looking down in embarrassment. It looks like she was already working to steal them both.