The Undercover Prince

Chapter Two- the milk incident

Andromeda's POV

Detention wasn't ever detention without something odd happening.

Today it was Logan.

He literally walked into class with two older men dressed as students.

They both had tinted glasses and looked like part of a professional football team.

The the principal looked up from his desk judgingly at the two but then shaking his head as if saying.
Kids these days.

Logan spotted me and and started to walk towards me.

Kitty, who is always in detention for being on her phone all through classes, gives me a death stare and calls out his name.

He stops him self and turns to her.

"Why don't you sit with me! I would love to learn more about England. It's such a beautiful... state."

I have to bring my hand up to my mouth the muffle the laugh that's about to erupt.

He smiles politely and says, "I'm sorry Miss, but Winterfield has to tutor me, maybe next time." Not bothering to tell her that England is intact a Country not a state.

She gives a fake sigh and when he turns back to me I catch her throwing daggers at me as if saying,
Back off, he's mine.

I want to tell her you can have him but I don't.

Logan sits down, the two men sitting directly behind and infront of us.

"What's up with the body guards?" I ask him.

He laughs un certainly and just gives a What are you talking about look.

"Okay your royal f*ck"

His mood changes, scared for a second. His body guard friends perk up a little too, shifting in their chairs.

But it goes away so fast I'm not even sure it happened.

Logan readjusts his glasses.

I swat at them and put them on my head.

"How do I look?" I ask striking a pose.

He seems dazed for a second and then looks at me a smiles, "Stunning."

I look up at the ceiling rolling my eyes and shaking my head.

"As do you Sir Wess" I say back looking through the glasses.

I realize I can see perfectly through them, as if there's no lense at all.

Weird

"You know you shouldn't be wearing reading glasses while walking around, it damages your brain."

He doesn't say anything just looking around the room to see if anyone is in earshot.

Then suddenly "I bid you farewell Winterfield" he says getting up reaching for my hand. I'm about to give him a handshake, which is weird, when he grabs my hand and kissing it so lightly.

His lips are warm and soft.

I'm almost as shocked as everyone else in the room that saw... including Kitty.

Then he gets up, and his 'body guards' which I've decided to name, thing 1 and thing two, follow him as well. Their steps perfectly intact.

What the hell is up with this guy.

I swear I can feel the nails of Kitty perfectly polished hands digging into my throat trying to suffocate me.

The principle doesn't do anything to try to stop him so I decide I'm going to leave too.