After The Black Card We Are Square

Summary

It wasn't until after my sophomore year exams that I finally got the news: My parents, who had left the village a decade earlier to "make it" in the city, hadn't just become millionaires—they'd become the nation's top moguls.

And they’d adopted a girl my age—Willow.

To be "fair," they presented us with two high school enrollment options, letting us choose. One was St. Jude's Academy, a prestigious prep school a mere five hundred yards from their newly acquired mansion. The other was the best public school back in my tiny hometown.