The following day, I wake up feeling heavy, and I try to remember why as I brush my teeth. Then yesterday night comes crashing down in my mind.
I feel embarrassed that I cried over that.
I really don't feel like going to school today, but since I have no choice, I start getting ready.
I'm sure Father wouldn't mind if I stayed...but...honestly? I just want to go to school to see the Mireya and Aaron drama. I'm such a bad friend, I know.
Okay, maybe that was too early. Georgia's words come back to me. Now I really want to stay at home.
"Morning, Dicker the Peer!" I greet Dicker brightly, as we leave for the dining hall.
He greets me back. As we make our way downstairs, I feel so grateful that I have to have breakfast alone. It would be awkward to meet the twins after yesterday. At least on my end.
See why I don't like them visiting?
I feel cheerful again after having a very tasty breakfast. I even convinced the maid to give me ice cream. Strawberry. My favorite.
But, as usual, luck is not on my side. I'm exiting the main door when I see him. He's staring at his phone, leaning against the side of the staircase. Hearing me, the piercing blue eyes snap to me.
I can't help it, my mind rewinds to yesterday. Come to think of it, only Georgia did the talking.
I take deep breaths, not wanting to tear up again.
Looking straight ahead, I start down the stairs, Dicker following close behind. I want to get in the car totally ignoring him, but I'm not that courageous.
I smile at him and greet him.
"Good morning, Kathleen," he's taking in my uniform, a smirk touching his lips.
I nod and walk towards the BMW.
"Doesn't school start at 10?" Theodoric calls to me.
I, the official idiot, spins around .
"Yeah."
"So why are you leaving at eight thirty?" he gives me a knowing look, "Gonna meet someone, aren't you?"
I blink at him. Meet who? Behind me, Dicker stiffens.
"Why would I wanna meet anyone?" I say before Dicker decides on murder.
"Oh, acting oblivious aren't we? You can stop the..." he trails off when he realizes that I truly have no idea what he's talking about. "You don't have a clue what I'm talking about, do you?" his grin widens, "Don't tell me you never kissed anyone before."
At this, I'm totally taken aback. I stare at him, horrified. Did he just utter the k-word? To me? Have I ever done that? The answer is NO! And I have no intention in changing it anytime soon. I don't think I've ever uttered that word aloud.
Theodoric's grin falters a bit at my reaction.
Before he can say anything, Dicker interrupts,
"Your highness, I don't care if you're a Prince or a guest here, but if you utter one other word to my Princess, you'll be very sorry"
I see Theodoric's eyes harden with the words, and the way he straightened his posture told me enough; time to get going.
"Ahh, I have to go. Don't want to be late. Bye." With that, I power walk to the car and get in without a backward glance. A moment later, the passenger door opens and Dicker gets in. The driver speeds off instantly, as if sensing the tension outside. Honestly, sometimes, I feel like my life is a movie.
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A Princess Don't Cry
FantasyPrincess Kathleen is a perfect example of her title. She's a Princess. But, life is not simple as it seems. Attending a school filled with elite students, she has a reputation to uphold. As if facing all this isn't enough, she has to deal with the t...
