HAROLD'S P.O.V
'GrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrGrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr', the familiar sound of the horn blurred loudly making its way into the sub consciousness of my mind, my eyelids stretched open but still threatening to close.
I slipped back into the comfort of my duvet and snuggled my blanket closer unwilling to get out of bed. Immediately, the horn decided to make another jolting stream of noise around my room but this time louder than the last.
'Bloody shit!, I am up!', I yelled jumping out of my bed swiftly before Mrs. Madea had another opportunity to bring the damn horn closer to my ears.
Over the past nineteen years, the instrument's noise began to seem more like a terrifying daily tradition that never seized to deprive me of my much needed sleep, than the morning routine that it actually was.
I parted my eyes open again, finally awake and aware of the scene around me, a medium fleet of female maids lined behind my personal maid, Mrs. Madea.
I growled as I thought of getting into my bathroom, I glanced at the time and cursed loudly,
'It's not even 9:30am yet' I complained, Mrs. Madea frowned at me. I grumbled continuously as I made my way into the bathroom
I stripped off my pajamas and ran the shower, thoughts of how boring my day could be seemed to rush in faster than the water from the shower
Except something new happens in Royals high, I figured out as I dried the remaining pearls of water off of my body.
As I stepped out of the bathroom I found Mrs. Madea still standing where I had left her, my room was already arranged and my bed made, I knew it was the work of my chambermaids. I smiled at my personal maid. Mrs. Madea
'You are going to be dining with the family' she announced as I donned on the button up, ivory colored short sleeve shirt and a pair of blue and red stripped trousers.
'Why?' I questioned her as I wore my favorite pair of black Italian oxfords
'Your father wishes to address you and your stepsister' she mentioned, I sighed as I failed to put on the silver moon necklace my mother had given me before her death
'Come over here' she ordered, I obediently did as she said.
She smiled as she slowly wound the necklace around my neck, images of my mum doing this for me back then flashed through my head and I was forced to laugh sadistically
I stepped out of my room with my bag strapped to my back, Mrs. Madea followed closely behind me as we walked down the stairs and straight to the dining hall, I hated being called for family discussions with my not so family. I slowly sank into the available seat at the dining table.
I placed a napkin on my laps and slowly dealt with the medium portion of Bacon and scrambled Egg. I looked around the table and noticed how intently my step mom and stepsister, Julienne awaited my father's words. Everyone silently chewed, forks and knives clattering unto the China wares were the only noises that rented the air,the cutleries did the talking and grumbling for each one of us, the tension was on the rise and evident.
After about thirty minutes that Julienne couldn't bear the silence any longer she pulled back her dining chair and stood up to leave,
'Would you sit back down young lady!', that firm and strict voice belonging to Ryle Clusten thundered, Julienne slowly sat down in fear.
Father cleared his throat, 'I called a family meeting because you both have been acting immature'
I turned to Julienne and smiled knowingly because I knew where father was heading, father continued,
'Julienne snuck out to a party at 10:00pm and walked back into this home 7:00am drunk to stupor'
'Let it all stop!' father shouted in anger and immediately he began choking on a piece of bacon, my stepmom passed him a glass of water, I couldn't help smiling at the scene unfolding before me. Pissed off greatly father arose and left, the family meeting was over.
I walked out of the home with Julienne following me behind closely, we both walked to the garage and smiled knowingly as we entered into my black Tesla S sedan
'I was awaiting the longest scolding of my life but surprisingly my ass was saved by a bacon' Julienne muttered, feigning father's choking moment, I couldn't stop laughing as she continuously mocked father till we pulled up at the school's parking lot where I sighted the boys waiting up ahead. Julienne smiled at me one last time before she disappeared into the school. Not everyone really knows that Julienne is my step sister because she bears her father's surname YANCEY.
I caught up with the guys, I easily noticed the fact that Noah was absent,
'Where's Noah?' I asked, the guys exchanged glances from one person to another, I ideally realized that he hadn't arrived. Jovially I shrugged my worried expression off and led the guys into the school, clumsily the guys made persistent noise behind me as we walked down the hallway, they couldn't stop talking about Noah's amazing party that I happened not to have attended. We halted at our lockers before finally moving on to biology class (you might wonder how we landed in the sciences, well we do some reading or we might just have worked it out believe whatever version you wish to believe)
Mr. Andre the biology teacher gave us the doubting glance as we stepped into his class, I can't blame him for being suspicious of us after long times of continually pranking him. 'What delayed you and your group of delinquents today' he questioned, I shook my head and smiled before dreading to walk past him, I could see that familiar glance of annoyance in his eyes but surely he couldn't do anything to us, not after he knew what kind of parents we all had. It is no hidden secret to anyone that we the Royal Princes came from honorable and dangerous homes especially not after my father's family belongs to the elite class of the school's founding fathers.
Mr. Andre has been our biology teacher for quite a while now, at least I recognized him as the longest lasting biology teacher we really had. He loves dogs, well to be precise female dogs. Raymond happened to be the murderer of his last dog, that happened last term, he poisoned the poor thing and sent her to the great beyond, may her gentle soul rest in perfect peace. But soon after the demise of his former dog, Mr. Andre bought another female dog that he named Annabelle, rumors have it that he has sex with the poor female dogs because no one has ever seen him go out really plus he is a freak, like I stated plainly; 'rumors, not me'.
When I finally settled into my seat I jolted my hands up high, it didn't take long before the teacher caught sight of my raised hand, "What now Harold Clusten?' he asked
'Actually I was wondering if you might know the reason why your Annabelle is loitering in the hallways' I announced to Mr. Andrew who had suddenly gone mute from shock 'And we all know the principal doesn't like dogs' I reminded 'You bloody bastards' he yelped as he ran out with Hermes' speed. 'And the class is dismissed' Sebastian shouted with glee, the next moment the class was turned upside down
MICHELLE'S P.O.V
I parted my eyes slowly and let the reality of the fact that I was late for my first day at school wash over me. I hurriedly stood from my bed and darted for my bath room where a steamy bubbling bath was already prepared, I glanced at the clock at the end of my bath and I was forced to growl. Why had my alarm failed me today of all the most important days of my life? I grabbed my school uniform; an ivory button up shorts sleeve shirt, pleated blue stripped red thigh length skirt, slipped out of my room and found Ethel already waiting.