3. No Point In Hiding

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Loving
The
Prince
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3. No Point In Hiding

Classes were surprisingly really interesting, I hadn't made any friends as I sat at the back, and nobody had thought it was me. The Princess of France. I wore black, black sunglasses, baseball cap and even black boots. I was like death itself, all I needed was a long pick saw, to catch the dead. The teachers were nice and they all bowed down to me when they saw me, I was in my last class of the day, I sat at the back next to a jet black haired kid, he had greeny hazel eyes, they were amazing.

"Hello." He smiled at me.

"Hi." I smiled back. My French accent was clear but had a hint of American coming through.

"You not from here." He clearly noticed.

"I'm French." I simply told him.

I was going to continue, when I heard gasps and loud shrieks. I turned around and to my surprise saw Zander. I stood up and ran to him.

"What are you doing here?" I hissed at him.

"Your phone." He handed it to me and I saw it on full battery.

"Well thanks, now leave." I told him.

"You can't tell me what to do." He whined like a child.

"I can and I will, now leave." I told him.

"Meet me outside once your class ends." He told me and left, but not before giving me a wink and a sly smirk.

I looked around and saw all my other classmates looking at me.

"No point in hiding then." I muttered under my breath. I took my cap off and my sunglasses, and become Princess Eloise.

They bowed, they fricking bowed at me. I could see the guy who I was talking to gulping for air. The guy stood up and bowed as well.

"Stop, I want to be treated like you all." I told them sternly.

They nodded and I walked back to my seat next to the guy. He didn't bother to make conversation with me and before I knew it, I had finished all my classes. I got my phone and saw that he had added himself to my contacts with a heart, I put a Panda next to the heart, because I like Panda's.

I walked out and someone grabbed my waist. I was going to scream but I felt someone's hand go over my mouth.

"Don't scream, it's just me." I recognised the voice, it being Zander's.

"How did you get in my phone?" I asked, once he took his hand off my mouth.

"I have my ways." He told me smugly. I rolled my eyes.

"What do you want?" I asked checking the time on my pretend watch.

"I want to hang out." He said with a hint of boredom.

"Why not hang out with your future wife?" I told him with disgust.

They were getting married forever, they couldn't get divorced due to reputation of both countries and they would be a feud. They didn't know each other, they would have to have some kind of relationship, I hardly knew the guy. He could be some man whore for all I knew.

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