FREEN SAROCHA'S POV
"What just happened?" I thought to myself. Everything happened too fast for me to comprehend.
Why did she have to hear that? What is she even doing here? I mean, I left her barely thirty minutes ago and she's back?
How did she even know where I was? Did she follow me? But why? Why is she being so clingy?
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I stood there motionless for a while after The Princess ran off like that.
When I recollected my thoughts, Serena and I went around campus looking for her but couldn't find her anywhere. So I went back to the dormitory but she wasn't there either.
Where could she have gone? I pondered while consoling myself that I didn't do anything wrong.
"You don't have to feel guilty. I mean, you didn't say anything that wasn't true. She does suck the air out of the room." I reassured myself refusing to take blame for what I said but I still couldn't shake this feeling of guilt for saying all that to her hearing.
And she running off like that, just made it even worse.
Where did she even go? Did she go to get her executioner to finish me off? Whatever, I'll face the consequences when she returns.
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I stayed up anxiously waiting for the princess to return with her punishment. I was restless pacing around the room anxiously waiting but she was a no show.
It was getting dark and she still hadn't returned. I became worried. I went outside and looked around but still couldn't find her.
I don't even have anybody to contact about where she could be.
Where could she be? Where did she go without any security on her? She shouldn't be wandering around. What if someone recognizes her, What will she do then?
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I sat down on a bench outside in the freezing cold waiting until around 10pm and she finally returned. She was alone and walked right passed me like I didn't exist.
I tried speaking but couldn't. I knew she was angry but she wasn't saying anything about it.
I should be afraid of the Princess' punishment but seeing her walk passed me like that made me sad.
I shouldn't have talked about her in that manner. Even though she's not a nice person, she hasn't done anything directly to me to deserve my hate.
I should apologize. It might not matter to her but I should say something to her not just claiming right.
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I went inside to apologize to the Princess after preparing my apology for about twenty minutes but when I got inside, I froze again.
She was lying down all curled up inside her duvet facing the wall with her back to me.
I tried to speak but still couldn't. "Let's just go to bed, we'll apologize tomorrow." I thought to myself climbing onto my bed.
I closed my eyes but the guilt was too loud in my heart to let me sleep.
I sat back down on my bed maintaining that position for a while wondering what to do.
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The Way She Looks At Me •Freen&Becky•
FanfictionFreen Sarocha Chankimha has her entire life planned out like a fairytale. She has the perfect family and campus life, aspiring to become a successful writer. Not until The Princess, Rebecca Patricia Armstrong showed up in her school. Hatred blosso...