The Two Broken Souls - FreenBecky AU

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Freen's POV

* RINGGG!

I got startled by the sudden ringing of my phone, causing me to fall out of bed. I checked the clock; it's 4:37 a.m.

What the hell? Who's calling at this hour? It's fucking early; my class will start at 8 a.m. to 2 p.m.

I didn't bother checking who's the caller who woke the shit out of me.

"Sarocha speaking, hello?" I said, trying my best to sound normal because I'm really sleepy.
"Hi Freenky, good morning. Sorry for the sudden call. I know it's still early, but I just want to ask." It's Armstrong; I can feel her nervousness even on the line.
"Hmm? Go on, say it," I said huskily. I'm really sleepy, fuck.

"Well, you said yesterday that we'd start tutoring later after class, right?" she asked.
"Hm, so?" I asked.
"Can we, um, move it?" She said.
"I'm confused; just yesterday you were so excited for our session, and now you want to move it?" I said sarcastically, trying to surpass my sleepiness.

"No, it's not like that. My brother who's in England will be coming back here. So I'm going to pick him up later at the airport. I won't be able to go to the school since we'll have a party here for Richie's homecoming," she explained.
"He's coming back? Hmkay, sure," I said.
"You want to come to the party?" She asked.

"No, thank you," I simply answered.
"Okay, bye. Sorry for disturbing your sleep, babe," she said, then hung up before I could even ask, 'what? ' She called me BABE! What the hell? Am I dreaming?

Fast Forward:

* BIPPP!

A loud car is honking.
It must be Saint; I called him just a while ago to pick me up since I'm sleepy and tired.

If you ask me, why?

Well, I didn't sleep after Armstrong called me; I'm still thinking about what she said. Hayst. Actually, I'm used to weird endearments given by my friends and friends only.

So does this mean we're now friends?

Hmm, interesting...

"Good morning, Princess," Saint said, greeting me with a wide smile plastered on his face.
"Good morning too, Prince." He opened the passenger seat door for me.
"Thanks," I said. He then nodded in response and went to the driver's seat.

While driving, Saint is telling me about the School Council (he's now the temporary SCP), and he also asked why I was not the SCP for a while, but I assured him that nothing happened and that nothing was wrong. It's just that the Headmaster ordered me to do something, so for a while, he's going to be the SCP.

"Did you eat already? I didn't see Auntie's car in the parking lot," he asked.
"No, I didn't have breakfast yet."
"We should stop by at a store," he said, and I shook my head as I looked at him.
"No need. I'll just eat at the cafeteria later," I said.
"Okay, I'll join you if I don't have much paperwork," he said, and I nodded.

Short silence.

"Is he bothering you again?" Saint suddenly asked as the traffic lights were in red. He looked at me, and he looked worried.
"Hm, but I'm ignoring him since I don't want to have anything with him anymore," I said, then looked down.
"Tell me if he's a pain in the ass, alright?" He said, then smirked. Oh god, what do I do with you, Saint?

"One more thing, you seem restless; what happened? Did you get enough sleep?" he asked.
"I just happened to wake up earlier than usual, and I can't go back to sleep afterwards." I answered and covered my mouth because I yawned.
"I can talk to the professor later so you could rest at the clinic," he offered, but I shook my head.
"Nah, it's fine. I still need to tutor Armstrong, remember?" I said, and he nodded.