âSo, what if I'm a busybody? I idolize Ms. Bonita. She was the heroine in a classic underdog story.
She relied on nothing but her commitment and talents to attain the marvelous achievement she has today.
âYou guys, however... Heh! I canât stand people who donât take their studies seriously , such as you.
You simply donât have the right to talk about Ms. Bonita anytime you want! Avril parted her lips.
It took her several seconds to take it all in. Then, she turned around and looked at Bonnie. She wasnât sure how to respond because Bonnieâs face showed no hints of frustration.
âHas the cat got your tongue? Is it because you have nothing to say to defend yourselves? Figures.
Itâs the truth, anyway.â Natalee said arrogantly.
âWhy do you insist on being a pain in our butts, Natalee?
Is it because you wrongly accused Bonnic of scaling Reneâs necklace and got humiliated eventually?
Are you trying to regain your pride because you're pissed off by what happened last time? Avrilâs words hit home.
Nataleeâs face turned red from rage.
It got worse when she stole a glance at Bonnie and discovered that the latter didnât even bat an eye at her. Instead, Bonnie was paging through her book while looking slightly bored.
âshe doesnât even see me as a threat! Wait a minute. Why canât I understand the book in her hand?
âIs the book in Ttalonia? Does she understand it? Is she just trying to look cool?"
âHeh!â Natalee raised her voice and snorted. âJust how pretentious are you, Bonnie? That book is in Italonian. Who are you trying to fool here?
She succeeded in drawing the rest of the classâs attention to Bonnie.
All of them cast a glance at the book in Bonnieâs hands. Even Avril looked at it, too. It was, indeed, in Italonian.
She didn't even realize it until now.
âWhat is that, Bonnie? âItâs 'The Decameron' âIs that what it is? Can you... âCan you understand it?â
Avril almost blurted it out before she clamped her mouth shut.
âBonnie's the nation's leading researcher, not to mention a badass. She developed the latest nanomaterial . How is an Italonian book supposed to stump her?"
âShe couldnât have understood it!â Natalee didnât believe that Bonnie was that good.
âSheâs just putting up an act. Canât you tell? Ill swallow the book if she really understands it. Bonnie raised her delicate eyes slowly, revealing a little frustration in them. Then, she held the book up and read its contents out loud in fluent Italonian.
Her classmates didnât understand Italonian, but it was evident she wasn't speaking gibberish. After all, her accent was just so on point!
Every enunciation sounded like music to their ears.
She finished reading an excerpt and handed the book to Natalee.
âYou're going to eat it now. Right? Here. It's my treat. Donât be shy. Nataleeâs face turned red from rage.
âEat it!â She pushed the book inches closer to Natalee and raised her voice.
Natalee felt the stares from everyone and was on the verge of tears.
Then, Rene said, âStop picking on her, Bonnie. We're all friends. Why do you have to be like this?