Not My Prince: A Dark Bully High School Romance by L.V. Chase

Author:L.V. Chase [Chase, L.V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-11-19T16:00:00+00:00

16

Cin

I walk into the dining hall for lunch. The low hum of conversations seems lighter, happier than the usual rumble of a school day. It probably has something to do with the fact that we won’t be seeing any teachers today. It’s the kind of group joy that spreads easily.

But as I stop at one of the food stations, a heavy silence spreads throughout the dining hall. Just like that, the joy shrivels up into harsh whispers.

I glance over my shoulder. Strangers who had been staring drop their eyes down to their food. I fight back a grimace, focusing on my food. I grab a yogurt and granola, pay for it, and walk over to Aurora’s table. She’s with her friends, sitting on top of the table with her feet on both of the remaining chairs. She and her friends watch me standing in front of them, but nobody says anything to me.

“Hey,” I say. “So, I’m not good at this subtle shit. Did I do something to piss one of you off? I can’t fix a problem if I don’t know it exists.”

“We’re just trying to figure out what kind of person you are,” Aurora says, tapping her phone against her knee. “Personally, I understand you were drunk, and you might have said things you don’t mean. But some of my girls aren’t as sympathetic. And neither are the others.”

“What are you talking about?”

She taps on her phone and spins it around, showing me the screen. It takes me a second to figure out what she’s showing. It’s one of those confession pages on Social Summit, the app everyone uses here. It’s showing a post about…me. Someone anonymously posted a video of me from the party last night.

“Who uploaded this?” I ask.

Aurora shrugs. “It’s anonymous,” she says. “And that’s not the only clip. Cinnamon, you made fun of the other scholarship girls. You blamed your mother for your problems. That doesn’t line up with Roman Academy’s image.”

She takes her phone back, turning her full attention to it.

My fist curls up. I’ve encountered enough snakes in the grass to know when to get out the lawnmower. I should have realized that she’s no different, but I was blinded by all the blatant malice around me. I missed the poison right in front.

I walk away from her. I set my food down on the window ledge and pull out my phone. I find the video clips—six of them—from all throughout the party. It shows me talking about Damian. It shows me criticizing the scholarship girls. It shows me stumbling drunk. It shows me, without context, taking a door off by the hinges.

I look like an insane, bitter, overemotional wreck.

Dozens of comments extend underneath them.

Ryan Moreno: she’s so fucking clingy.

Alicia Jackman: lol she doesn’t get that nick guy is so over her.

Mackenzie Keiffer: And then she blames it all on her mother. Maybe if she takes responsibility for her actions, she might grow up to become a contributing member of society.

Cameron Green:

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