“These must be your classmates?” the manager said, finally catching his breath. He beamed at Juniper, speaking cautiously. “I’m so sorry, I was held up. This was all a misunderstanding. I hope you won’t hold it against us.”
“Get over here and apologize to Ms. Payne!” the manager snapped, yanking the staff member who had been about to throw them out. “These are our honored guests! Are you blind?”
“So you’re the VIPs,” the staff member stammered, finally understanding. He wanted to slap himself. “Ms. Payne, I’m so sorry, truly sorry.”
“All of you, clear out. Don’t block the entrance.”
“Yes, sir.” The security guards, realizing the gravity of the situation, scattered faster than anyone.
The staff member was still reeling, staring in disbelief at the huge crowd of students. No one had told him that the special guests Mr. Schwartz himself had ordered them to take care of were a bunch of college kids. Who were these people? Was this some kind of mistake?
VIPs? Hearing that word, the color drained from Yolanda’s and Ferdinand’s faces, their eyes wide with shock. Juniper hadn’t been lying? They really had tickets, and were being welcomed as special guests? How was that possible?
Meanwhile, the comments on Ferdinand’s live stream took a sharp U-turn.
“Hahaha, I told you! There’s no way Juniper would do something so tacky.”
“You could tell from her performance during orientation that she’s got class. She has connections, and her brother is a famous actor. Getting some tickets is probably no big deal for her.”
“This is hilarious! Ferdinand started this stream to humiliate Juniper, right? Talk about it backfiring!”
“I swear, Ferdinand is pathetic. He makes it so obvious he has a problem with her. A grown man being that petty and trying to pull cheap tricks? Gross!”
“He had two tickets and acted like he was king of the world. Juniper got sixty VIP seats and didn’t make a big deal out of it at all.”



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