"Let go of me!" you cry out, scraming and trying to get of the officer's grip. Your sister just lets the police officer take her, though. Princeton is also being dragged away.
A police officer goes up to your father, handcuffs him, and says, "Dereck Edwards, your under arrest. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?" Your father nods his head, the police walk him to a car, put him in and drive off.
The police men, by now, have let go of you, your sister, and Princeton. You walk over to your sister to comfort her, but she really didn't need it. It was just an excuse to go talk to her. "Hey," you say.
"Hi," she replies.
"I'm YN."
"Claire." You shake hands and smile. Princeton clears his throat, wanting you to introduce him too. "Oh, sorry. And this is my best friend, Jacob." You point to him.
"Please," he says, kissing her hand. "Call me Princeton."
"He never did that for me when we first met," you think jealously.
"Ooo, you're a lady's man, I see," she giggles.
"Well, I try." He smiles at her and they're staring in each other's eyes.
"Well! we gotta go." you say breaking their trance.
"Wait, can I call you sometime?"
"Sure," you answer.
"Actually, I was talking to Princeton, but I'd like to call you sometime, too." You're now salty as a pretzel.
"What's so great about her anyway?! I look better than her!" "
Of course, here, gimme your phone," Princeton says. She gives him her phone, makes a contact for him, and gives it back. "There ya go. All done."
"Thanks, so I'll see ya another time, I guess."
"What about, YN? You didn't get her number," he says trying to make this less awkward for you.
"Oh... yeah," Claire said, less excited. She hands you her phone, you enter it and give it back. "Thanks. Bye, YN. Bye, Princeton," she said bye to Princeton in a more seductive, cute voice.
"Bye," you both said. Claire walks to her car.
"Well, she was nice," Princeton says.
"Hmph," you say, you turn around and walk off, salty.
"What did I do?!" Princeton asks, walking after you.
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My Princeton Charming
FanfictionYou and Prince are sitting at his house watching TV. Princeton is flipping through the channel when you see a news story. You tell him to flip back to that channel, because he had passed it. On that channel was report of a building with a mass murde...
