Royally Misfits

Chapter 20

Chapter 20

Thank you Nu_gg_ett for supporting The Trigger World series!!!

*****

I gave them all a head nod before saying. "Sup, I'm Avey."

Mr. Racer looked like he wanted to laugh, but he held it in. I look over at my seat only to see someone sitting in it. She looks about twenty-ish, and had blue-black hair. With the bluest of eyes, she was pale, but had a pink tint to her cheeks. I think this is Genevieve.

"Princess Genevieve I believe." She looks surprised, but nodded her head. "Well Princess, do you know who's seat you're sitting in?" She looked confused before replying. "No. Should I?" Her voice was soft, and sweet. I gave them all a smirk. "Mine of course. But don't worry, you seem like a cook kat." Gene seemed really confused by that. "Okay?"

"Do you have any idea who you're talking to?" I looked over to where the voice came from. He had short black ink hair, that was wavey. And ice blue eyes. He looks young but his eyes showed knowledge. Prince Westly.

"Prince Weslty, next in line for the throne. If I'm correct." I then looked over at Braxton. "And this is your younger brother, and the only other Prince of the royal fey. Stop me if I'm wrong."

"So you looked us up?" Braxton asked.
I gave him my signature smirk. "Not really. I just read three articles, and that was because of a school project." Technically, our teachers did want us to look us the royals. And I did, just not for for that reason.

"So would you know about the royal wolves?" Came a female voice. I looked over to her. She had brown coppery hair, with hazel red eyes.

"You are Princess Andrea. You have an older brother who is also the next in line to rule. Prince Demarcus. Though you prefer the nickname Rea, and your brother just prefers everyone to call him by his full name. Though his friends call him Mark." I blink at the end of it, and realize that I went into that trance again. Shit! That can't happen, otherwise they'll know. I clear my head, put on a smile and raise my eyebrows. "So, did I do good?"

Braxton look at me with wide eyes. "You did scary good."

I gave him a sly smile. The phone rang and Mr. Racer answered it. When he was finished he full on glared at me. I held my hands up in surrender. "Whatever you think I did, I promise you, I probably didn't do. Unless it has something to do with my locker, than I most likely did do it. Whatever it is."
He let out a long sigh. "Dowson just started a fight because a guy called you a slut. Then Derek helped Dowson, along with Cody and Alex."

"Ha! So it's not my fault!" Mr. Racer gave me the 'try again' look. "Fine, it's not entirely my fault. They were the ones being overprotective assholes. I just didn't help the cause."

"What am I going to do with you Avey?"

I shrugged my shoulders. I noticed a plastic water bottle on Mr. Racers desk. A wonderful idea came to mind. "Hey, do you have anything to drink around here?" Mr. Racer walked over to the mini fridge, and took out a water bottle and handed it to me. "Thanks," I walk over and took it from his hands, and drank about a quarter of it.

Then I sat on his desk, waiting for the guys to arrive. The door soon opened, and in walked the guys. I took a pen from the desk, and stabbed it into the cap lid. I stood up from the desk, and started to walk over to them. "Tist, tist. You boys have been very bad. Especially you Wolfie." I then sprayed the guys with water. When the bottle was out, I pushed past them and ran across the office, and out the doors. I don't want to die today.

I heard the running of many feet coming from behind me. "Oh princess, I'm disappointed. I thought you would use spring water, not tap."

I laugh over my shoulder, and yell. "Well, there was a picture of a river on it, and besides pup, do you know how hard it is to get spring water on a short notice. Well let me tell you, it's very hard to get Wolfie." I pick up my pace a little, knowing I could easily outrun them all.