Secret Prince Charming

Chapter 3

"im telling you Dean, this guy, Prince Charming or whoever he is.. he wants something. nothing in life comes free." i whispered to Dean who was sitting beside me. in front of us, Miss Sophie was giving a lecture about The Origins of Vikings or something, im not sure. i was way too focus on this 'secret helper' thing than in some super silly things about bunch of silly warriors who loved to tear people's body apart.

After eyeing the note closely, he slipped them back to me slowly, "you mean like theres going to be a string attached? come on Winter. the note told you to relax. he is doing you a favor actually, if you know who is him remind me to thank him."

"what favour? i told you i dont line to be helped. im independent, i hate relying on other people, let alone causing them to spend their money for me."

"you're .. sentimental, Winter. that is probably why that guy didnt even bother to ask you if you needed his help or not." Dean didnt look at me as he said this. Miss Sophie gave him detention last time she caught him talking to me. i narrowly escaped that punishment.

"wait..." i asked, quickly lowered my voice as i realized it had suddenly tuned up, "what is that supposed to mean?"

"well, you arent exactly open to the idea of people trying to help you. remember, i offered my help to ease your burden with the fee, but you turned me down tons of time. its nice to see someone brave enough to cross that boundaries."

i pouted as laid my hand towards his and pinched him quick,"bloody Winchester."

he winced but then chuckled softly, "anyway. who do you think this guy is?"

"i literally have no idea," i thought deep, even a scholarship girl's brain has limitation of creativity and logic, people!" maybe some of the teachers here pitied me. but since he signed "secret prince charming", i hope hr isnt a teacher. i would be totally creeped out."

"how about any student?a boy? anyone comes to your mind?"

i snapped, " actually, theres this boy i met in the bus. he was really nice.. and good looking too. plus, he did mention about my problem....."

"what boy?" Dean's voice noted his suprise by my sudden statement."is he good looking than me?"

i turned to look at Dean's careful intense gaze," Of course not. whats wrong with you? probably not him anyway. Wesley Julian. He told me hes in the football team with you."

"oh." he looked disappointed."dont tell me you have a crush on him already. because, that is so not the Winter i know."

i laughed, "no way. i dont fall for people that easily. besides, i already have a boy in my life. a best friend is enough." i gave him a wink.

"fine." he grinned, but i could hear the sudden discomfort in his voice "thanks princess."