The Beta AND I
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Chapter 8 EIGHT img
Chapter 9 NINE img
Chapter 10 TEN img
Chapter 11 ELEVEN img
Chapter 12 TWELVE img
Chapter 13 THIRTEEN img
Chapter 14 FOURTEEN img
Chapter 15 FIFTEEN img
Chapter 16 SIXTEEN img
Chapter 17 SEVENTEEN img
Chapter 18 EIGHTEEN img
Chapter 19 NINETEEN img
Chapter 20 TWENTY img
Chapter 21 TWENTY ONE img
Chapter 22 TWENTY TWO img
Chapter 23 TWENTY THREE img
Chapter 24 TWENTY FOUR img
Chapter 25 TWENTY FIVE img
Chapter 26 TWENTY SIX img
Chapter 27 TWENTY SEVEN img
Chapter 28 TWENTY EIGHT img
Chapter 29 TWENTY NINE img
Chapter 30 THIRTY img
Chapter 31 THIRTY ONE img
Chapter 32 THIRTY TWO img
Chapter 33 THIRTY THREE img
Chapter 34 THIRTY FOUR img
Chapter 35 THIRTY FIVE img
Chapter 36 THIRTY SIX img
Chapter 37 THIRTY SEVEN img
Chapter 38 THIRTY EIGHT img
Chapter 39 THIRTY NINE img
Chapter 40 FORTY img
Chapter 41 FORTY ONE img
Chapter 42 FORTY TWO img
Chapter 43 FORTY THREE img
Chapter 44 FORTY FOUR img
Chapter 45 FORTY FIVE img
Chapter 46 FORTY SIX img
Chapter 47 FORTY SEVEN img
Chapter 48 FORTY EIGHT img
Chapter 49 FORTY NINE img
Chapter 50 FIFTY img
Chapter 51 FIFTY ONE img
Chapter 52 FIFTY TWO img
Chapter 53 FIFTY THREE img
Chapter 54 FIFTY FOUR img
Chapter 55 FIFTY FIVE img
Chapter 56 FIFTY SIX img
Chapter 57 FIFTY SEVEN img
Chapter 58 FIFTY EIGHTY img
Chapter 59 FIFTY NINE img
Chapter 60 SIXTY img
Chapter 61 SIXTY ONE img
Chapter 62 SIXTY TWO img
Chapter 63 SIXTY THREE img
Chapter 64 SIXTY FOUR img
Chapter 65 SIXTY FIVE img
Chapter 66 SIXTY SIX img
Chapter 67 SIXTY SEVEN img
Chapter 68 SIXTY EIGHT img
Chapter 69 SIXTY NINE img
Chapter 70 SEVENTY img
Chapter 71 SEVENTY ONE img
Chapter 72 SEVENTY TWO img
Chapter 73 SEVENTY THREE img
Chapter 74 SEVENTY FOUR img
Chapter 75 SEVENTY FIVE img
Chapter 76 SEVENTY SIX img
Chapter 77 SEVENTY SEVEN img
Chapter 78 SEVENTY EIGHT img
Chapter 79 SEVENTY NINE img
Chapter 80 EIGHTY img
Chapter 81 EIGHTY ONE img
Chapter 82 EIGHTY TWO img
Chapter 83 EIGHTY THREE img
Chapter 84 EIGHTY FOUR img
Chapter 85 EIGHTY FIVE img
Chapter 86 EIGHTY SIX img
Chapter 87 EIGHTY SEVEN img
Chapter 88 EIGHTY EIGHT img
Chapter 89 EIGHTY NINE img
Chapter 90 NINETY img
Chapter 91 NINETY ONE img
Chapter 92 NINETY TWO img
Chapter 93 NINETY THREE img
Chapter 94 NINETY FOUR img
Chapter 95 NINETY FIVE img
Chapter 96 NINETY SIX img
Chapter 97 NINETY SEVEN img
Chapter 98 NINETY EIGHT img
Chapter 99 NINETY NINE img
Chapter 100 HUNDRED img
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Chapter 2 TWO

Marcie's POV

I walked out of the exam room with Sarah beside me. Her vibrant aura radiated from every inch of her figure; she exuded warmth and confidence. Her bright smile and bright eyes seemed to light up the entire hallway, and even though the exam we had wasn't all that, Sarah just had a way of making things feel good and hopeful.

Standing beside her, I felt almost doll-like with my petite frame structure and delicate features that made me fragile. I was what I would call average height, but because I was beside Sarah, people would describe me as short, and that's because Sarah was gifted with height, and I wasn't. I took my mother's height; almost all my physical appearance was from mom and dad-only won with my stubbornness and eyes. I had his eyes-those unique multicolored blue-gray eyes that I'm grateful, I inherited.

Sarah, being enthusiastic, pulled me into an embrace with her ginger hair stuff into my mouth as she crushed me. I could barely breathe as she carried my petite body and turned around.

"I can't believe we are done with this semester; I can't wait to leave the campus," She beamed happily, dropping me to the ground.

While I rolled my eyes sarcastically, of course, I knew why she was beaming so happily, "Or you are excited to meet your sweet little church boy," I teased, and she faked a frown.

Her lips pulled up in a pout that seemed to make her look like she's some super hot chic, "No, Marcie. Tom's not a little church boy; yes, he is holy and a devoted Christian. It doesn't make him little; it only makes me more fond of him; you know how much I really like someone who's devoted," She prattled. Here she goes again. Losing herself and talking about Tom as if he were some prince charming.

I could almost block my eardrums if that's the only way I would stop hearing her talk about Tom. Sarah is such a romantic girl. I'm so happy that she found the one. Tom is cool, respectful, nice, sweet, and he is very cute. Fits Sarah's sexy appearance, and he's overall serious with her, and I'm so happy for her.

But you know, sometimes when you are single and you have to hear your best friend/roommate talk about her boyfriend in this manner, you just have to zone out.

"Okay, Sarah, I get it. Enough about Tom," I cut her off when I realized she was about to tell me how much she missed him and the things they do during the holidays since Tom lived in town 8 hours away from college.

Sarah tucked her hair to the back childishly as her face turned red due to embarrassment, "I'm sorry," she murmured.

"C'mon, it's not your fault that relationship isn't for me; besides, I'm the one always breaking up with them, not the other way around, and please let not spend the rest of the remaining minute we have here sulking about the issues of boys. We have a few minutes before you go meet your boo," I said, and then her face lit up as if she wasn't feeling guilty a moment ago.

That's my girl.

"True, so now are you going to go back to your dad's house, or perhaps you'll continue working in the cafe? " She queried, her arms locked as we walked back to our dorm.

"Nope, I decided to intern for a company this holiday. I feel it's better I do before Dad locks me up again," I responded, and she stopped in her tracks. She cupped my cheek and sent me a pity look.

"Sighs; sometimes I envy you, and sometimes I don't. You are such a cute little thing, and yes, you have so much to explore, and I'm glad you decided to do something," She cooed. I removed her hands from my cheeks and glared at her.

"You need to stop talking to me like I'm your child; just because you are graced with height doesn't mean I'm your younger sister," I warned jokingly, still a fake glare on.

"I still see you as my child, poor, poor Marcie. I'm sure you love me calling you my younger sister," She teased, and I pointed a finger at her, but she held it, measuring my hands with hers.

"See how tiny those fingers are," she teased again, and I stormed away.

"Hey, short legs wait for me, alright, alright-fine, I won't tease you again. Wait for me," she yelled and then walked over to my side. I opened the door of our dorm, and we walked in.

"So where do you want to Intern," She asked, and a sly smirk curled up on my lips.

She gave me a knowing look, "Okayyyy, tell me what it is you are hiding from me. I know that smirk, and it screams you are planning to work with a company your daddy won't agree with," She said, and then sat down beside me on the bed to hear whatever it is I had to say.

"Well, bestie..." I trailed off and held her hands, squeezing it tight. I smacked my lips and let out a short laugh.

"You are right, Sarah, but you have to trust me in this; once I get the approval, then I might tell you," I insisted, and she groaned.

"Hey, don't do that to me. We don't hide anything from each other," she pleaded, and I decided to act like I wasn't hearing her. She stood up abruptly, and then before I knew it, she started tickling my stomach, a very weak point of mine that got me cracking on the floor.

"Okay, O-okay, fine," I gave in.

"Promise?" She muttered, still tickling me.

"Promise," I replied, and then she stopped.

I adjusted my clothes and shifted far away from her, "I applied to work at Kingston Enterprise as a software developer," I confessed, and her eyes widened.

"The heck! Marcie, are you insane? You know your dad won't let you do that," She half-yelled. Sarah was shocked, flabbergasted, and, more importantly, not impressed with my decision.

Of course, people might think I'm crazy, but I just want to know why that company makes Dad out of his mind. Well, I know one of the reasons, but that can't be why he is so worked up about them.

"Dad won't find out; I changed my identity, and besides, nobody knows who my parents are, and don't forget I'm a hacker. One of the best in history," I reminded her, but then Sarah wasn't having it.

And that's why I didn't want her to know in the first place; she would be so worried.

"It's going to be fine, Sarah. Trust me, okay," I reassured.

"Promise you would call me every day to tell me every detail about your life there," she brought her pinky fingers. I smiled at her and locked mine with hers.

"I promise, now cheer up and let go and celebrate before I go to work."

            
            

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