The Two Broken Souls - FreenBecky AU

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Becky's POV

"Hey, stop, what are you doing?" Freen said, shock visible in her face.

Well, who wouldn't? There's suddenly a girl who drags you out of nowhere.

"Let's talk; the headmaster wants me to get you. He said that I should talk to you."
"Stop, alright. I get it. Let go of my hand; it hurts." Then I looked at her; she's about to cry. Then I realized I was gripping her hand tightly. When I let go of her hand, there's a red mark.

"Sorry, I'm really sorry. Please don't cry," I nervously said while caressing her face and arm, then she removed it, holding my hand. Oh, her hands are so soft and smooth.
"It's okay... but why does he call for me? I already said that I'm busy, and he excused me from the SC work," she asked, while caressing her hand where the red mark is.

"Well, it's actually my grades; I'm not doing so fine with my one subject. I'm about to fail," I admitted, then looked down.
"HUH!?" She suddenly yelled, so I looked at her.
"Sorry, I'm just shocked. Well, you're one of the smartest here in school, and you're failing one subject?" She shockingly asked, then I nodded.

Well yeah, I admit. I'm good at studying, but there's this one subject in which I'm failing because we're classmates in that subject, and I can't focus on that subject when our professor is teaching because I'm too focused on her. 

But, of course, I didn't say that to her. I'm content admiring her from afar.

For now...

"How are your grades connected to me, hm? Why am I the one who's called? Isn't it supposed to be your parent or guardian?" She asked. Well, she has a point.
"You'll know when we get there," I said, and she nodded, looking at me suspiciously.

Fast Forward:

We're almost at the office, but...

"Have we met before, Armstrong?" She suddenly asked.
"I don't know, maybe. Why?" I said, lying.
"Nothing; it's just that I feel weird seeing you. Well, I mean, I always saw you here in school, but have we met before? Like outside of the school? Or maybe in the past?" she asked again.
"No, I don't think so. I'm always at the house." I answered her, lying again.
"Oh, okay, sorry for the sudden questions."
"It's okay."

Fast Forward:

No one's POV

"I'll be tutoring her. Why me?" Freen asked, confused and shocked.
"Yes, Freen, you'll be tutoring her. for just one subject, and it's done," the headmaster answered.
"For how long?"
"Until the end of the 2nd semester, don't worry about the school council; Saint will be taking the lead from now on until the end of the 2nd semester."
 
Saint is the Vice President of the School Council.

"Do I have a choice? I guess not," Freen asked sarcastically.
"Sorry, Freen, I'm such a burden," Becky said while looking down.
"No, not at all, Becky. Right, Freen?" the headmaster said, then looked at Freen.
Freen just nodded in response.

Freen's POV

Why me? I have many responsibilities already: schoolwork, school council papers, house chores (My Mimi wants to hire a nanny for me, but I insist. I can take care of myself; I want to be independent.), business (I'm helping my Mimi run our businesses), and now tutoring? I can't even hang out with my friends, and now this? Urgh.

Becky's POV

I feel bad about my request to the headmaster, but I love it at the same time. Because finally, Freen will be close to me.

Flashback:

* Knock, knock, knock!

"Come in."
"Good morning, Headmaster, can I request something?" I nervously asked.
"Sure, have a seat first." So I did.
"Well, what is your request?" he asked.
I'm really nervous.

"Can I request Freen to be my tutor? I'm failing one of my subjects, and Freen is really good at studying. Also, she's my classmate in that particular subject, so can I?" I said nervously.
"Hmm, that's an unexpected request you got there. I'm actually expecting that you'll request to have a vacation leave, just like what you always do."

Short silence.

"Okay, call for Freen. Tell her to come here. Well, you see, the mic here in my office isn't functioning. So you gotta go to her physically." I nodded in response. "Thank you, Headmaster." I'm very happy today. The headmaster made my day by approving my request.

End of Flashback:

Fast Forward:

Freen's POV

After that, the headmaster dismissed us. I'm walking now in the hall, but then someone suddenly holds my hand.

"Armstrong, why?" I asked, looking straight into her eyes.
"When will we start?" I can feel her nervousness.

Fast Forward:

Freen's POV

Armstrong is somehow familiar to me; I feel like I've met her before outside the school. But I don't know—who are you, really?

I mean, we're not really close, as in. We never talk, except if it's for school purposes.

Becky's POV

I'm glad Freen will be my tutor. She's been my crush since kindergarten. But I've known her since we were 4. But isn't she tired, running through my mind all day? Hayst, give yourself a break, Freen.

Since Kindergarten?

Yeah, since kindergarten. Eidenburg University used to be our school when we were in kindergarten.

But I felt devastated when she didn't go to school anymore. I used to ask our teacher, "Why isn't Freen here yet?" And they all had the same answer every time I asked, "She's done with kindergarten already." So I started studying really hard so I would be able to finish my kindergarten too.

Since you were 4?

Yeah, since we were 4. At the hospital, I still perfectly remember every single thing that happened there. But it seems that Freen isn't the same as me; maybe she doesn't remember me anymore. But that's okay, I guess. I'll just make her remember me. Whatever it takes, no matter how long it will take,.

Freen's POV

I was walking through the hallway when I saw Saint. He waved at me, and I plastered a smile on my face.

"Hey princess," he said.
He then looked at my hand.
"What happened? Why does it have a red mark? Who hurt you? Is it Armstrong?" He asked continuously.
"It's nothing; I'm okay, see?" I said, then gave me a really wide smile, then jumped three times.

It's to show him that I'm okay; we've been like this since we were young. Always do weird but happy things.
He then laughed.
"Okay, I got it. Let's go to the clinic, alright?" He said, then held my back and guided me to the clinic.
"Hm, okay," I said.

To be continued...

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Author's Note:

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