HAROLD'S P.O.V
I woke up with a pounding headache and a sickening hangover, I slipped out of my bed and darted past Mrs. Madea without any greetings. I rushed to the toilet and threw up at once.
'Bloody hangovers' I snapped as I began stripping off my pajamas, memories of yesterday struck home in my head
'Shit' I cursed as I recalled the scheme Julienne pulled on me yesterday
I had come back from Royal's hotel, the gang's hangout drunk to stupor. Noah had sponsored our drinks. I had drank a lot till my head began to turn and wobble, yet I drove myself home. Don't be too shocked I am a successful driver who drives even in his fucking sleep.
I had successfully driven home and found my way to my room, I was taking off my shirt when I staggered backwards to see Julienne on my bed. She was almost naked or halfway naked or even totally naked, I don't remember fully but at least I wasn't drunk to the extent that I don't notice her strange presence but I am sure she had make-up on
'Come to bed' she beckoned but I ignored her
'GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM' I yelled slurringly, she ignored my instruction and slowly made her way towards me, each step made her boobs bounce and her hips looked quite enhanced greatly, she must have had on a red lingerie or was red probably popping into my narration because it's my favorite color,
'Harold….' she called seductively, her lips were weirdly alluring. Her hands were slowly trailing towards my boner. I don't know how I retreated and got my ass down the stairs but I know I did. Now I recalled sitting about an hour before I saw her getting out of my room.
I walked outside and moved toward the garage, Julienne was already there waiting in my black Ferrari. I entered into the car but she only acted like I was invincible,
'Good morning' I greeted my bi-sexual sister, she didn't even look at me nor did she acknowledge my greetings.
Yesterday wasn't the first time she came into my room and acted out like that, so she would surely get over it but still I felt the need to make her understand something.
'Julienne no matter how many times you keep pulling up in my room and keep acting out your feelings I can never have anything to do with you' I stated plain and clear, she turned to stare at me with teary eyes
'Is it cause of that childhood crush of yours' she said crying
I sighed, 'it's not cause of that' I said softly while patting her shoulders calmly.
How was I to tell her that it's partly because of that reason but mostly because I am a freaking virgin who is keeping is purity for the perfect girl that he would marry. So that is the mess a bad boy with a soft heart like mine got himself into. I directed my focus towards the road and left her to sulk herself back to her senses.
MICHELLE'S P.O.V
I stepped into the school and sighed, I was beginning to get used to how life at The Royal High is, at least after my first week in the school I knew where every class took place and I probably knew the name of every individual in my home room class, most importantly I had successfully avoided every individual in The Royal Princes. I walked down the hallway, past familiar classes before I arrived at my class, Sapphire. Each and every grade is grouped into Silver, Diamond, Gold and Sapphire.
Gold is the class for extremely rich students whose parents are important members of the school board, some of these students are children of high ranking government officials, Silver is the class for students of international background often times foreign exchange students, Diamond is for students of average parents, those whose parents aren't as rich as parents of students in Gold while Sapphire is for scholarship students and poor student.
HAROLD'S P.O.V
The moment my car pulled up at the curb, Julienne stepped out of the car and walked away she moved past the boys without any form of greeting. Noah gave me the questioning look the moment I got my ass out of the car.
'What's wrong with your sis?' Sebastian asked with a mysterious smile'
'She pulled that crap on me again' I said as I closed in on the space between us,
'Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh' Jake muttered cheekily, I frowned
'What color of lingerie did she wear this time' Ray asked passing me one of those cringy smirk
'You should just probably conceit and get over it' Noah said and Sebastian nodded, I glanced at them at once and shook my head before walking away.
'Are you vexed 'cause of a simple joke' Noah shouted as I disappeared into the school.
MICHELLE'S P.O.V
My first class of the day began swiftly, time spun faster than normal or I thought so. The moment the bell for the last period before lunch rang I sighed loudly, it was the time for Prep. I got out of the noisy class with my books in hand, Prep in TRP is the time students are to return to their homeroom classes or go read in the library, I strolled down to the school's library and sank into the closest empty sit.
'Michelle right' I turned around to see who it was
'Lee' I replied, he nodded with a smile, no doubt about it this dude is handsome.
'How did you get to meet Noah?' he blurted out plainly
I shied away embarrassed when I recalled how I had really met him, 'it's a long story' I said trying to avoid discussing what had really transpired. Lee looked at me blank faced, I couldn't read his expression.
'Avoid the Royal Princes' he declared, I eyed him suspiciously
'Why?' I questioned him, he looked around before he spoke
'The Royal Princes are not the type of people you should mingle with, their name and popularity extends beyond the walls of The Royals High, they are known all over the United States not as a high school group but as a gang, a gang that ranks third in the secret underworld's ranking. They are dangerous murders and killers, mark my words and avoid them' Lee muttered softly, he was obviously trying to avoid been heard by anyone else.
To me, his words seemed untrue. I just couldn't picture Noah Gurnald as a killer that Lee was painting him to be, but I could still picture that annoying bastard as a killer that made better sense and seemed much more possible.
I looked towards Lee's side but he was gone, I was beginning to doubt the credibility of Lee's tale, it seemed extremely exaggerated.
I was still deeply engrossed in my thoughts that I almost didn't realize when the bell for the lunch period was rung, I stood up from the seat I had sat on and left the library with my books clutched to my chest, I was evidently still shaken from the new information I had received