My Princeton Charming

Bish What?

"YN!" he calls out 

"Why were you so flirty and buddy buddy with her?" You asked whipping your head around.

"Why do you care?" Princeton asked shifting his emotions a bit. 

"Your my best friend—"

"Yeah, I'm aware, but are you? I'm your bestfriend, and no one can take me away from you. I was just being nice."

"Well," you began. "You were being to nice." You whipped your head around,hitting him in the face with your long hair, and walked away. 

Prince spit your hair out of his mouth and began walking after tou again. He grabbed your arm and whipped you around. "You're being irrational. What has gotten into you? Just last week you almost killed a girl because she picked up some money I dropped. If she wouldn't have gotten that and gave it to me, I wouldn't have had any money to buy us lunch and you would've been matter. Nothing I do is making you happy, lately."

"Oh, wow, you're just now noticing this?! I'm not happy because you're not making me happy!" You scream.

"That's not my job to make you happy!" Prince screamed back louder. 

"As my best friend, that's one of your duties to make me happy. That's why you're my best friend!"

"Oh, it's my duty?"

"Yes!" you scream. 

"You make it seem like I have to be your best friend," he responds. Since you two aren't in private doing this, people begin to stare. Prince notices and feels a little embarrassed. He whispers to you, "Look, can we do this somewhere private? People are starting to stare."

"In private?! So what I'm embarrassing you know?!" you ask, insulted.

"As a matter of fact, you are. You're a loud mouth, arrogant, sorry excuse for a woman and you need to calm down!"

There's a collective gasp and a few murmurs. You could only make out a few "Oh, my gosh"s and "Did he just say that?" 

"Look, YN, I'm sorry." He reaches for you, but you jerk away in disgust and hatred and just... awe. 

"I can't believe you would ever think such a thing, let alone say it." Your voice is quiet and weary. 

"No, I didn't mean it," he frantically says. 

"No, you meant what you said..." It wasn't you, it was a different, womanly voice. Everyone turned to your sister as she walked towards you. She reached her arms out towards you and you to her to create a hug. "How dare you talk about her that way?!" You cry in your sisters arms. 

"I didn't mea—"

"Then why did you say it?!" Claire yells. Prince doesn't answer. "Exactly. C'mon, YN, lets go." She grabs your hand and walks you to her car. You drove her with Prince, but since you're not talking to him, you ride home with your sister.

—————————————————————————————————

Hey! So I wanted to start adding comments on post to clear things up and stuff, so I joined the doing the line thing club, haha. 

Anyway, read it! Love it! Vote it! Share it! 

Love you ♥