*Pryce’s Point of View*
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I lazily got up from my bed, grabbed my phone, and wore a thin T-shirt and short shorts. I need a glass of water.
So, I made my way to my small fridge. Yeah, I got a refrigerator inside my room. I even have a small kitchen here and a living room. Uh-huh, I got a small house in my huge house. What can I say? I'm too lazy to roam around this mansion. Why did I even build a big one when I only need a small space to live? Let's just say that it could be a good investment.
As I drank my glass of water, I opened my phone, and there, two text messages were received. I wonder who it might be. But, honestly, I'm only hoping that it's from Blair. Of course, I waited the whole damn night just to hear anything from her, but I didn’t.
*Pryce’s Point of View* --- I can't believe it! How can she be so close with the academy's real b*tch, Andrea Montgomery? They even ate together during this lunch break. I totally hate them! Ugh! Sh*t, I swear that freak is really playing with my emotions. I was not in the mood today to talk to her. And now, she's here at the parking lot and standing right in front of my car. So, I told her to move along because she's blocking the way. She stared at me for a while, maybe in shock that I was so rude to her right now. Well, I don't care. I'm mad at her. I went to my car
*Blair’s Point of View* --- I woke up with the bright light making me close my eyes again. Fudge! When did I open my window? I opened my eyes again to scan my surroundings and noticed that I was not in my room. This room seems so familiar, though. Then I turned to my left side and... Hold on a second. Why is it that there's a blonde-haired girl beside me? Sh*t, where the fudge am I? I looked at the girl beside me, and I noticed that she's almost naked with just a blanket covering her body while her back is facing me. That's one hell of a sexy back. I looked under the sheets, and I almost jumped in surprise to see that I am not wearing anything, too, except my neckla
*Pryce’s Point of View* --- I made my way to the classroom since I'm almost late now, and it is because of that beautiful dream. It is also the reason why I'm smiling like an idiot right now. That freak is really making me crazy. I hope that I can see her today and try to talk to her about our dinner later tonight. I'm already here inside our classroom, and some of my classmates greeted me. And as usual, they all behaved. Am I really that scary or what? I put my binder notebook on the tabletop and pulled out my pen. The bell is about to ring since we only have three minutes left, but there are still no signs of Blair inside this room.
*Blair’s Point of View* --- Thank goodness! I have escaped from that place. Whew! I almost ended up double dead. But no, I guess she will never kill me. Not yet. Though she really looks so funny with her expression, she's like... pffft... no, I don't want to laugh again. I am currently here at the rooftop just to kill time after running away from the classroom with the raging Pryce. I might as well skip my morning classes. I'll just attend my afternoon classes later. And maybe her madness will fade a bit. I'm just thinking about our dinner later. What clothes should I wear? Should I wear a formal dress? Casual? Sunday's? Business attire? Or just simple clothes? Hmmm
*Pryce’s Point of View* --- I'm on my way home from school, and it's already three-thirty in the afternoon. Well, I need to attend the academy's faculty meeting since I'm the owner, and there are some things I have to discuss and to arrange with my employees. And I didn't have the chance to see Blair at school after she ran away this morning. I don't know if she will still come later. But, I still need to prepare for that dinner since Cassie is here, and maybe Blair will show up, hopefully. Earlier this morning, I called a few of my dad's servants to help me with preparing—a security guard, a gardener, a cook, a house cleaner, and the one that will change the water of the pool. Alright, they're many, actually, s
*Blair’s Point of View* --- After we roamed the whole mall looking for dress shops and fitting different kinds of clothes and dresses, I ended up wearing tattered jeans, green skate sneakers, a sky-blue fit T-shirt, a gray scarf, and a red leather jacket. Now, I indeed looked like a walking Christmas tree with these on. Well, those two girls didn't like every dress that I chose on my own. They said, why is it all black? I look like a goth, a vampire. Well, I'm a vampire, but they don’t know, and I wouldn't tell them. I just don't know how to choose proper clothes for a normal girl like my age. It was Marge who bought me my clothes. And truth be told, I never liked those things she bought for me. They were all too colorful for my eyes. But I wouldn’t argue wi
*Blair’s Point of View* --- Pryce is clearly surprised by my presence. Am I that scary-looking? Am I wearing something that awful? I told you, these clothes are terrible. Fudge, I’m going to make those girls pay for what they’ve done to me. This is my freaking first date with the person I liked so much. But maybe she didn’t expect me to come here. Did I just make myself freakier than I usually am? Hmm. She did invite me for dinner, right? Or maybe she forgot? "Hi! You came, Freak." She greeted me with a warm smile I long to see, and as soon as we locked our gazes, I smiled so wide. Oh, I really love to stare
*Pryce’s Point of View* --- So, I was left with no other choice but to go to Maggie Fallon's Welcome party for the first time with Cassie and Blair. When we arrived, I parked my car in front of Fallon's mansion. All the vehicles are very well organized. The cars are in one block and the motorbikes, also. Well, I guess this party isn't that wild after all. Blair came near us after she had parked her bike. Damn, she just looked so freaking hot with her outfit and matched with her cool motorbike. She's indeed a badass-looking girl with a badass attitude. Then she took out her phone, and I guess she had texted someone. "So, are we ready to crash this one hella par