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12.42% GOLDIE Is Not Normal / Chapter 22: The Rebellion Of The Wings!

Chapter 22: The Rebellion Of The Wings!

"Man! I feel sorry for you, Goldie… having to deal with all of Elaine's drama as you're stuck in the same class with her this year… along with Ryan?...

I can just see how his staring at you would be eating her up! Haha…"

Girl, you have to watch your back. Jealous girls are crazy!"

"Yeah, no kidding…", responds Goldie with a silent nod as her mind goes into deep reflection.

Everything about her crush on Ryan was so challenging… not only was it virtually impossible to win his heart, there was also Elaine Rivers and her camp of jealous girls to worry about!

"Hah…", Goldie sighs out loud, exhausted.

Her troubles seemed to only want to overwhelm her…

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Hearing Goldie sigh out loud, Jasmine realises, poor Goldie is burdened with a lot of contemplations.

Indeed, trying to change Ryan's opinion and get him to like her was enough trouble as is, yet, now, she also had to worry about Elaine and her mischief.

Feeling pity for Goldie, she instantly moves to comfort her with a pat on her shoulder, backed by confident, reassuring words.

"Don't worry, girl. Elaine won't dare try to come after you. If she dares, I'll put her in her place!", announces Jasmine, boldly.

She wouldn't let anyone dare hurt Goldie. Not Elaine, and not even Ryan!

With her just saying that, Goldie instantly feels protected. Like it will all be okay.

Her worried expression breaks into a happy smile at Jasmine's reassuring words. Jasmine was truly the best.

Especially because Elaine dreaded Jasmine. She wouldn't dare upset her!

They were both high-class elite bachelorettes, with Jasmine, a tad bit higher, as her family was of a higher social class than Elaine's.

Indeed, Jasmine's protection was desirable, as it would go a long way to keep Goldie away from Elaine's mischief.

"Thanks, Jasmine.", says Goldie with a bright smile and a warm heart, genuinely grateful to have Jasmine backing her.

"Any time! I'm here for you. Now, let's hurry and get back to the locker room!"

Jasmine announces before making her way from the large mirrors and sinks on one side of the extremely luxurious pink bathroom which was the prestigious Hugher High girls' bathroom, and towards the elaborate row of posh, decorated bathroom cubicles. 

'Finally!', reasons Goldie, elated.

"Mmh!", nods Goldie, simultaneously going into the next cubicle beside Jasmine's.

Indeed, the prestigious Hugher High Academy was built without sparing any expense on its luxurious, advanced facilities, as it was an Academy for the rich, famous and noble.

Thus, the girls' bathroom was designed in pretty baby pink and gold, and very well maintained. This made it easy for girls to feel comfortable utilising its facilities. So comfortable, it was normal to find one or two groups of girls gossiping there from time to time.

Once in, Goldie locks the cubicle door, securing her privacy.

'There! Now I'm safe.', she reasons.

Next, she empties some water from her water bottle into the toilet to seem like she actually came to use the toilet, successfully deceiving Jasmine in the next cubicle, who is not in the least bit suspicious at all.

And then, she sits on the toilet bowl, waiting to hear Jasmine flush as she quickly retrieves her cheerleading uniform crop top from her backpack.

'I'll make this super quick!', she thinks to herself, pulling off her jacket in a flash, and then her white top begins to come off as she raises it up from the seam at the base with intentions of pulling it off over her head.

But then Goldie faces an unexpected debacle…

For some unknown reason, she finds that her top feels much tighter than it did in the morning as she has some difficulty peeling it off of her back, and suddenly she seems to get stuck!

'What?- Why?...', questions Goldie, confused as she struggles with the top, tugging hard, yet it refuses to budge.

The ridges on her back felt like they were unwillingly holding onto the shirt, preventing it from easily slipping off.

She really was stuck!

'Oh no!', Goldie begins to panic.

'No, I can't be stuck… I can't be!', she reasons in a panic, pulling harder.

The last thing she needed right now was to be delayed by such an eventuality.

No, she could not afford to be stuck in her clothes right now!

Reacting fast to the situation, she pulls harder and harder each time, applying some more force, until finally, the hold of the elevated ridges on her uneven back on the white top finally budges, and Goldie manages to drag the light white top up to her shoulders.

'Oh! Thank God!', Goldie mutters in relief.

But unknown to her, this is just the beginning of her problems.

Just then, Goldie's partially bare skin, now exposed, comes to know the coldness of the environment as a cold breeze seems to waft over her, bringing a terrible chill with it.

And suddenly, the partially bare skin of her back is hit with a harsh, brutal, cold wind, just like in the morning, but even worse, as this time, the cold breeze suddenly bites into her bare skin.

Instantly, Goldie shivers, and then the ridges on her back suddenly start moving!

Now freed of the tight hold of the white top, the two ridges on Goldie's back, which had grown out further, and were now covered with much longer feathers begin to flutter quickly and uncontrollably like actual wings going into a spasming fit!

As they flutter, they make a loud fluttering sound, like the quick-flapping wings of a trapped bird, suddenly flapping out loud beyond Goldie's control!

'What?!!'

Goldie instantly panics when she suddenly hears the loud flapping of her wings.

And that is when she realises…

'My wings! They grew much bigger!!'

Indeed, the growths which Goldie had started growing only this morning, had all of a sudden grown out much longer feathers of about 5 inches long all along the full length of the horizontal ridges on her back, within just the few hours of that morning and noon!

She could feel the wings which she realises are now very much developed and grown out moving like an extension of her body!

There was no mistaking it. They were her wings, and they had grown far larger than in the morning, and we're now flapping loudly and noisily in response to the cold, to the hearing of every… including Jasmine in the next cubicle!!

Without thinking any further, Goldie instantly rises from the toilet bowl and flushes to disguise the flapping sound with the sound of the flushing toilet.

Meanwhile, she desperately focuses all her efforts on pulling her white top back down with all her strength to forcibly get the spasming wings under control.

But the white top doesn't fit easily all of a sudden, especially with the wings flapping away!

And soon, the noise of the flushing toilet begins to die down, re-exposing the unstoppable flapping sound.

'Oh fxck!'

She was in deep trouble!

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Meanwhile…

Jasmine is quietly rounding up in her cubicle when she suddenly hears something loud and troubling.

It sounded like a loud flapping/fluttering sound, and it seemed to be coming from next door… from Goldie's cubicle!

"What was that just now? I heard something. Girl, are you okay?"

Jasmine calls on Goldie, alarmed by the sudden sound.

"gasp!"

Goldie gasps, frozen in shock. 

The uncontrollable flapping sound was too loud, and now, her very worst nightmare was playing out!

Jasmine could hear the flapping loud and clear and now, she was asking questions!

Next, she would be coming over!... to see her in this state!!!

With wings growing out her back and flapping away wildly!!

'Fxck!'

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