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── .✦ IN CHEMISTRY later that afternoon, Freddie sat staring at Chad with pure hatred as Evie sat across from the pair beside Doug searching through her red purse, clearly struggling to find something.
"Looking for something?" Mr. Deley asked suspiciously, and Evie looked up from her bag, closing it quickly with a curt nod in his direction. He held up a tiny golden mirror and her jaw dropped slightly, causing Freddie to look over at her in confusion, "Thank you, Chad. It's gratifying to see someone still respects the honour code." Chad smiled proudly at Evie as she glared back, her head tilted in rage, "It will be my recommendation that you are expelled."
"Mr. Deley, I..." Evie tried to reason when Doug stood up, cutting her off.
"But that isn't fair. Obviously she wasn't cheating since she didn't have that... Whatever it is." Doug tried to defend his newfound friend after seeing the angered look on Freddie's face, he looked as if he was about to kill Chad, and that assumption was pretty believable.
"It's called a magic..."
"You're not helping, stop." Doug shut her up, before looking back over at Mr. Deley, "Maybe she needed another pencil."
"Actually, I was..."
"Really. Don't help." Doug told the blue-haired beauty, "Please." He pleaded calmly with the teacher, who thought about it for a second before pointing at the paper on the desk.
"Well, if you can pass this test, I'll return your property and let the matter drop." Mr. Deley told her, and she smiled immediately after hearing his offer, Doug mouthing a 'thank you' to him.
Freddie sat with his fists curled up tightly beside Chad, watching him like a hawk. He promised himself he was going to knock the prince out later on, there was no doubt about that. Chad raised his brows with a smug smile in Doug and Evie's direction, and Evie glared again, showing him her pure anger. Doug patted her arm, and she shook her head, releasing her hard frown.
"I'm going to kill you." Freddie mumbled to Chad, whose smile dropped as he shuffled his chair away from him, to be completely honest, the prince believed him. It was possible it could happen.
To relax his mind after the anger he inherited in Chemistry, Freddie sat at one of the lunch tables after school, sketching Evie's tiara in his sketchpad as he listened to music on his headphones. Suddenly, a sheet of paper was placed in front of his face, and he looked it over to find 'Evie' as the name with a big red 'B+' at the top of the booklet — and then his headphones were placed around his neck as Evie began to speak.
