The Class Prince

Chapter : The Sleeping Prince

This is not my story!

Author's username - LetsGoHomeHidee

CLEAR EXPLANATION :

SOMEWHERE IN THIS STORY HAS "MR, SIR, HE, HIM, AND MORE AND PLEASE AVOID THOSE MISTAKES. I ONLY EDITED THIS STORY ABOUT THE NAMES AND THE HIM, HE, HIS, AND MORE.

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Click. Clack. Click. Clack.

My body stiffened at each footfall as the principal entered the office, watching her take long, imposing strides towards her desk. She sat down, pulling out a fat folder from the drawer and skimming her fingers over the top. Without even having to look down, she stopped somewhere near the middle as if to know where each file was by heart, taking it out and clearing her voice.

She read aloud, "Jennie Ruby Jane Kim, 17 years old, 5'6", lives with mother in Hemperson city, now attending Ivory All Girls High School."

She paused, peering at me over her horn-rimmed glasses. "Is that correct?"

"Yes," I answered stiffly.

She went on reading. "Below average grades, doesn't take part in any physical activities, doesn't participate in any clubs, has no instrumental talent and-"

"Mom," I groaned. "Can we not do this right now? I don't even know why you called me here, I have class soon."

"You won't even look at me at home, how else was I supposed to get you to listen and talk to me?" she frowned, clearly upset. "You know that I transferred you to this school for you own good. Ivory High is the best All Girls High school in the country, not only is it's reputation phenomenal but the students here are as brilliant as they can be. Being in a good environment will have a positive impact on you, it really will."

She pursed her lips at my silence. "Sweety, it was for the best. You know that your old high school had a bad influence on you."

No answer.

"For goodness sake Jennie, don't you remember how you were always getting into fights? Do you even know how worried I was when you came back home covered in bruises and injuries?" she demanded. "I don't understand why you were acting so rebelliously. What were you trying to achieve with that kind of behavior? What point were you trying to prove? I just don't understand how and why you're so different from-"

I glared at her and she stopped, taking in a deep breath to calm herself down.

"I've had enough of this teenage phase of yours, especially after the incident that happened a month ago."

My eyes shifted to the side in embarrasement, my face turning a light shade of pink. It was right after summer vacation that I was caught doing some unrelated to school activities in one of the classrooms. My English teacher forgot her bag inside the room and had the marvelous opportunity to see two of her students half-naked before her eyes.

Being the responsible adult she was, she ended up reporting us to the principal which led to a huge school scandal and well, my mom ended up finding out.

I was originally supposed to be suspended temporarily but my mom, as she just said, was tired of seeing me get into trouble, thought that it'd be a good idea to send me to my worst nightmare, Ivory High.