𝐀𝐍 𝐔𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐬

ᴠɪ || ʟɪᴇꜱ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴀꜱ ᴇᴀꜱʏ ᴀꜱ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ

Astrid knew by the first week's end that August had to pay for what he had done. He wandered around the school like he was still King, when in reality he was a liar, and also a broke bitch.

But she also knew that Simon and Wilhelm deserved another chance, a chance to do it right and start over, without the pressures of the crown or August or the media. Which is how she found herself on Saturday night with her back against Simon's door, a key in hand.

She only had to wait a couple minutes for the complaints and shouting to die down. The pounding on the door from both boys subsided pretty quickly too. Once only silence emitted from the dorm room, Astrid felt it safe to step away from the door.

Pocketing the key to the door, Astrid headed back to her own room, only to be blocked by Felice and Madison. Astrid hadn't had much contact with the two girls, she tended to stick by Wilhelm, so she figured the anxiety which was beginning to build in her chest was granted.

"We need to talk," Felice said, not harshly though Astrid was not feeling confident. She kept her head high, however, waiting for Felice to continue. She didn't.

"What's this about?" Astrid asked, as Madison rolled her eyes and pulled Astrid into her and Felice's shared room. Astrid had no idea what was going on, and was not really keen on finding out. Surely she hadn't pissed off the two most popular girls in school just yet, had she? It was only the first week!

"We know that you know what August did," Felice said, getting straight to the point. Madison closed the door as her friend spoke. "And we want to know what your plan is".

"My plan?" Astrid questioned, "What makes you think I have a plan? And how do you know that I know about August?"

"You're Wilhelm's best friend, and the princess. You have access to this kind of information. It doesn't matter," Felice said, shaking her head, "The point is, whatever the plan is, we're in on it".

"Speaking of Wilhelm, where is he?" Madison asked, "You two are usually connected at the hip". Astrid bit her lip, looking between the two girls' uncertainly. "We know about him and Simon," Madison added.

"I locked them in Simon's dorm, going to let them deal with their issues," Astrid admitted.

Felice gave an impressed look. "Hopefully another sex tape doesn't drop," She joked, both Madison and Astrid looking at her in disbelief. Once Astrid burst out laughing, however, it was only mere moments before the other two joined in.

As the girls laughed their heads off, the door to the dorm room opened. Astrid's eyes shot to the door worryingly, but only saw Sara, Simon's sister. Astrid looked to Felice and Madison. "She's safe," Felice promised, "She's one of us".

"What are we laughing about?" Sara asked, as an idea struck in Astrid's mind.

"Sex tape," She said quietly, though the laughing had subsided by this point, so everyone in the room heard her.

"Excuse me?" Sara asked, a look of confusion on her face. Felice and Madison mirrored her expression, both looking for an explanation.

"I know how we stop the wedding, and take the spotlight off Wilhelm and Simon," She said in a hurry, "We make a new sex tape, give them something else to worry about".

"We could pin it on August too," Felice added, snapping her fingers, "If it's of you then we can get him for two counts of possession or whatever of underage pornography".

"What is happening right now?" Sara asked, still sounding confused. As Felice re-explained how August was the one to release the video with her dead pixels theory, Astrid watched Sara's face. She didn't seem as confused as she let on, going off facial expressions.

"So you're going to make your own sex tape, deliberately release it, and then somehow pin it on August?" Madison asked. Astrid looked to Felice for approval; she nodded with a smile on her face. "Count me in".

"You in, Sara?" Felice asked, turning her attention to where Sara once stood. The door was wide open, the girl nowhere to be found.

Astrid narrowed her eyes, "Where did she have to be in such a hurry?"

"Probably just remembered she had to do something," Felice said causally, shrugging her shoulders, "Anyways, the sex tape..."

The three girls spent the night planning on how everything would work, from the making of the fake tape to getting August to release it. For the whole time, however, a nagging feeling stabbed at Astrid. Sara shouldn't be trusted. She had just to figure out why not. 

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