The thunder startled me; that's why the towel I was holding slipped from my grasp. When I looked out the window, it began to rain heavily. "Haist! Not today, rain?" I thought to myself. Despite the heavy rain, the class went on today. Before the prince got out of the car, I stood in front of the car's door to assist him. "Gemma, I'll hold the umbrella for the prince; take this other umbrella to keep you dry." Mr. Osiris passed the umbrella to me. "No need, Mr. Osiris; it is my responsibility." I handed back the umbrella to him. "You need it more than I do." "But..." "Leave him, Mr. Osiris; what is the point of having her if she doesn't do that?" Prince Augustus stated. I raised my hand to match the prince's height; Prince Augustus is a tall man, which I had forgotten. I should have just let Mr. Osiris do this. Carrying the umbrella made my hand numb, but I persevered until we arrived at the building. Ugh! Seriously, how come he's so tall? I couldn't feel my hand anymore. As I fold
The following day, Lincoln returned to the location where I had been waiting for the prince. "Right, you're here again," he said."I don't have anywhere else to go except here," I replied. Lincoln passed the paper bag he was holding to me. "What is this for?" I peered inside the paper bag."I noticed you haven't had a sweater since yesterday; it's cold out here caused by heavy rain, put one on. Don't fret. I'll give it to you for free.""But it looks too expensive for me to accept this." I returned the paper bag to him. "Thank you, though."Lincoln ignored me and simply turned away. "Take it just in case..."I stopped as I remembered what had happened the day before. Could he have given me a sweater because of that?"By the way." As he returned his gaze to me, I cast a downward glance. "Aren't you going to the music studio? I heard they're getting ready for the event this month."I made a shaky motion with my head. "I'll have to wait for the prince to appear.""Go ahead and practice. J
I went to the kitchen early to ask Chef Och to assist me in making macaroons and to wish Prince Augustus luck in his practice game with the Windsor football team. "You're taking too much care of him, Gemma." Chef Och said."Chef Och, Prince Augustus is not a child to be looked after. I just want to make him some macaroons to wish him luck." I explained."Good luck?" a voice said from behind me. Chef Och and I both turned around. "Is there a special occasion in Borstal today?""Y-Your majesty." Chef Och and I bowed our heads down. "Your majesty, d-do you want to eat? I will prepare for ..."King Lucien raises a hand at Chef Och to indicate silence. The King walks over to me. "You're making macaroons for who, for Prince Augustus? Why, is there a special occasion in Borstal?"Oh Gosh, I'M DEAD RIGHT NOW! I can't tell the king about Prince Augustus playing football. What should I do? What should I say to him? What should I do next? "Um... Your Majesty..."Mr. Osiris stepped forward unexpec
After Raeanna left, I went back to the field. I’ll never forget what Raeanna said, her screams and cries. Prince Augustus despised Raeanna simply because of the decision she made for her family. Raeanna, who felt very guilty about her decision, blamed herself, although it was for her own good. I feel sorry for them. Both are in pain and are suffering. THIS WORLD IS TOO CRUEL. The practice game ended, and Borstal won, so Windsor came out in tears. Well, this isn’t the actual game yet, so they shouldn’t be too affected. The prince went straight to his private room, where I thought of giving him the macaroons again. “Prince Augustus,” I said as I handed him the box of macaroons, smiling. “I made this, especially for you. I want to wish you luck, but since Borstal won the practice game, I’ll give it to you to congratulate you on your victory over Windsor University. Chef Och, of course, taught me how to make macaroons. I hope you enjoy it.” When Prince Augustus took the box in my hand,
“Gemma.” Prince Emmanuel handed me a can of soft drinks. “That’s all the vendors at your school have, just put up with it,” I nodded. “Thank you, Prince Emmanuel,” he said, then he sat down next to me. “What are you doing here, Prince Emmanuel?” I asked. “I found out Borstal had practice against Windsor. I thought of going, but it looks like I’m late.“ he paused. “Gemma, don’t cover for him if Cynfael hurt you. He should...“ I shook my head. “Prince Augustus didn’t hurt me. He had nothing to do with my crying earlier. Please, Prince Emmanuel, don’t be mad at him. I don’t want to be the cause of your fight.” Prince Emmanuel suddenly placed his hand on my head and smiled. “All right,” While waiting for the prince to come out, I told Prince Emmanuel how Borstal’s game was earlier, especially how competitive Prince Augustus was to win, even though that was just a practice game. “Too bad you didn’t see how good the prince was in the practice game earlier. He was the only one who scored
Lincoln was a big help in keeping an eye on Prince Augustus while I was in the music studio preparing for the upcoming event next month. He did this for two weeks, and when I asked him why he was helping me, Lincoln’s only response was, “YOU LOOK LIKE A FOOL WAITING HERE.” I’m not sure whether I’ll be happy or annoyed, but because of that, Lincoln became my friend, my first close friend in Borstal. “Can you please go to the music studio? Stop asking nonsense questions!” Lincoln said, obviously pissed off. “I’m not going to stop until you tell me what’s up with you and Prince Augustus,” I said, teasing grin. “Do you like him? Don’t worry. I won’t judge you.” “I like him a lot...” my eyes almost widened when he said that. “Because he’s my best friend, OKAY?” he clarified. “Don’t deny it; I can see it in your eyes.” I pointed to Lincoln’s eyes. “That you like him as in like, not just as a friend,” I joked. “Gemma, I’m straight.” He turned around and was about to leave when I blocked
"What happens earlier?" King Lucien asked. "Mr. Eduardo said that you and Lincoln fought. Why? And what was the reason for your fight?"The prince did not answer. He was just standing and spacing out."I'm talking to you, AUGUSTUS!" It startled me when King Lucien slammed the table. "Do you think I didn't see what you did to Gemma? Mr. Eduardo left a copy of the CCTV near your private room. I saw how you pushed Gemma.""Your majesty, P-Prince Augustus didn't mean to push me. I was the one ..."King Lucien raises his hand, indicating that I stop. "Please, Gemma, don't cover him for his wrongdoing against you. Tell me the truth, does he always do this to you? ""No, your majesty." I shook my head."Yes, I enjoy hurting Gemma, seeing her suffer every day. And just thinking about her makes me sick." Prince Augustus turned his gaze at me. His face looked calm, but his eyes were set ablaze. "The longer it lasts, the more I want to torture her.""Enough!" King Lucien said out loud. "What do y
It's been two days since Raeanna departed, but before she did, I still tried to persuade the prince to stop Raeanna from going. "Are you going to sit there and watch Raeanna leave? Why don't you fight for her?" "Shut the hell up!" "Go after her. You are the prince. You can even bring the plane to a halt. We're both aware that you want her. You still have feelings for Raeanna." "SHUT UP! I don't care if she leaves; Raeanna abandoned me to suffer alone." "No, she didn't! Sorry if I was rude, but Raeanna did not abandon you. Raeanna only needs to decide on his family first." "It's the same thing." He grasped my arm and squeezed it. "Don't give me shit you don't know about." The prince let go of my hand right away. "Get out of here now." Here I am again, seated, waiting for the prince to come out from his private room. I was alone and unaccompanied. I haven't been able to speak with anyone after Lincoln got suspended. Well, Emmet is here, but he can't talk nicely. I can't even go to