Point of View (Completed)

Fumi: 4

I was walking down the hall with my arm on a sling and a bandaid on my right forehead. Everyone was whispering or rolling eyes at me. Some princes were just ignoring me, the others were joining the princesses in whispering.
I barely care so I 'll deal with them when they really put me into harm.
I reached my first class, history.
Great, more annoying and boring stuff.
I got in and the place was huge, the classroom needed at least 2 floors because of the staircase-like desks. (The Tokyo Ravens anime classroom. It's pretty much like that.)
Everyone was sitted and the teacher was a girl about in her 20s with glasses.
"Oh, Can I help you?" She said.
"Swan." I said.
"Oh right. Newcomer. Would you please introduce yourself to the class?"
I faced the royal highnesses.
"My name is Myrtle Melania Uwila Swan. Princess of Devalor, troublemaker extraordinaire."
"I am Ms. Jen. Please, sit over there next to Prince Thomas, Princess Myrtle."
I walked to my seat while Jen continued to discuss.
Right next to my seat was well Thomas. He had a smirk on his face while I sat down.
I was only wearing black sleeveless ober red and black checkered polo-like jacket, black skinny jeans, black ankle boots with maroon bonnet and a long brown wooden bling.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Think I should fix my make up and put on a dress or something?" I asked.
He chuckled.
"Woah, feisty eh?"
"Myrtle." I stated.
"Thomas Jameson IV. Prince of Diocletian."
"How long have you been here?" I asked.
"7 years. Been here since I was 4."
"You're 16 right? You've been here since 9 years old."
He thought about it for a while.
"Oh yeah." He said.
I stared outside since I was on a window side and spaced out.

Out of nowhere, the bell rang.
"Yo. Are you gonna eat lunch?" Thomas asked.
"Probably." I replied.
"Wanna eat with me?"
I looked at him.
"No such luck, Chuck. I'm not friendly."
Then I walked out to the cafeteria.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Yeesh. This place is like the prison in Citadel. It's so hella noisy. But in Citadel, there was more action than chatting. Which made it fun, I should know, got in jail for like more than I can count,
Everything was like a restaurant.
You can have a table for two, three or more.
I went to a single table and a waiter came.
"Good day, Princess. My name is John, I will be your waiter for today. May I start of with some drinks?" He said.
I put on a fake smile.
"Not necessarily. I'll have fries, burger, and ice cream. That's all."
He looked confused.
"No... Soup, wine, tea or even a vegetable salad?"
"Dare you judge a princess?" I glared.
He shifted uncomfortably.
"No, your highness. I will be back with your order."
With that he left. I had nothing to do, so I took one little fork and burned it on the fire of the candlelight.
After a while a hand grabbed the fork, right when I was about to throw it at the prince and princess beside me.
"Hey!" I protested. "Mind your own crowns, psycho!"
"What the Thor are you doing?! You're gonna burn the whole school!" Ty telled making everyone look at us.
"I said. Mind your own crowns, psycho!" I yelled.
We both had a staring- no, glaring contest.
But Jameine shrieked.
"Tyllie, please. Calm down." She said.
Ty backed off.
"Yeah, calm down Tyllie." I teased.
He growled and Jameine stepped in front of him. I was technically like 1 feet taller than her, she was right on the level of my chin. So I was looking down, but her heels were helping her. She was probably the same height with Ty's abdomen.
"Back off, Turtle! Things were okay before you arrived, now that you're here. Everything's a mess and Tyllie always gets bruised and broken! Please, just leave us alone! Don't you think you've caused enough damage already?! If you're a princess, at least act like it!"
"Note this little turd. My attitude is my problem, but it won't be problem since this is who I am. If you all have a problem with me. Please, report me to Roger. You'll be doing me a favor." I said.
Jameine left with a huff and so did everyone but Tyrell stayed.
"What are you still doing here?" I asked crossing my arms.
"Meet me at the golden fountain tonight."
"Why would I?"
"Your escape is there."
I dropped my arms and then he left.
John came in with my food.
"Huh? Um.. Princess. Where-"
"They left for projects."
He reluctantly nodded then went back to the kitchen.
I sat on the table and ate my food.