Part 4: Chad's Pov

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Oh the nerve of this girl I swear on my chiseled jaw she's going to be the death of me. Her name is Amelia unlike her I can actually remember a name. Also that freak Prince Caraway whatever I don't even care was calling her so many names and I could still remember Amelia which shows she has some mental problem. What is up with that guy anyways? He seems rich and dresses rich but he's kinda crazy. It doesn't add up at all. Rich people aren't like that at all I mean look at me. I hate her so much. Why doesn't she like me or remember my name? She and that Caraway freak seemed perfect for each other so why doesn't she like him. Is it the hair? Is it because his "natural" hair isn't prettier than my delicious spicy scalp? Is it his gifts? I don't know who doesn't like gifts. I get hundreds every day and I toss most of them but I still like them. Is it the nicknames? I love my nicknames of course. Mostly because all of them are good descriptions about me. "Chaddy boo bear." "Chaddy Daddy." "Godly Chadwick." "Holy Chadifer above them all." Well maybe she doesn't like them because they're basic just like her. But she isn't basic. Not at all. She's not like the other girls I can tell. When she stuck her tongue out at me leaving for her next class I knew she was different. When she couldn't look me in the eyes not because they're the most beautiful thing ever but because she ignored me. She couldn't look me in the eyes because she wasn't like the other girls. Her head always buried in a book. Not wearing the same shoes as the other girls. Not worshipping me and my chin as a god. Running from me like a madwoman. Looking like a harlot with her ankles not covered up by the uniforms knee high socks. She's just so different I can't stand it. BUt it doesn't mean I'm in love with her. NO OH NO NO NO I AM NOT. Father would never allow it  anyways. He wants me to marry for money not for love. A smart decision of course but still quite harsh. I'm only 17 and I want more.

I have to stop that Caraway dude anyways. Despite me not caring about her at all. Its just not healthy for her to be with him. Someone similar to me might be better to heal her wounded heart about not being able to date me. SURE THE CARAWAY FREAK MIGHT BE A PRINCE AND HAVE MONEY BUT SO DOES MY DADDY. I'll find her a man. Just to keep her safe from heartbreak from me. I'm simply too smart for this school no matter how prestigious. Some idiots say my ego is to big but an ego is never too big if you have the money or chin to back it up at least that's what father says. I always listen to daddy. They're all idiots anyways. OH I have to get to class damn it. I start to run down the hall after where Amelia went also huh that's funny. The figure at the door of my second period also looks like her. That's weird I've never seen her in that class before. Sliding into the area between the doorway and her I see her looking at the girl kissing Tyler one of my best friends in despair. Something is wrong for sure and I have to figure it out. Not because I like her or something that's stupid and she called me Chard or Cham.

To be continued.........

A/N:

Eat the rich.

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