2 We have a very strong bond

We were never apart, maybe in distance but hell, don't even think about the heart cos we basically share it. Not physically though. -✨☁️

A B I G A I L

After Aunt May's chauffeur dropped me off in a limousine which Aunt May persistently told me to take.

I'm finally standing at the entrance of Royal Summer High with my happy and full of scrumptious, pancakes with maple syrup and strawberries.

Gosh, no kidding about the rumours spreading throughout the town.

Royal Summer High is legit every child's dream school, hell this place screams 'for rich and perfect humans only'.

But when life doesn't give you a silver spoon, the only way you could possibly get in, is through talent and lots of braining-wrecking-work, which I neither cut out for. So Uncle Henry and Aunt Julie must be really great friends with whoever owns this place to talk them into letting me transfer here.

I admired the elegance of my surroundings and walk further into the school where wealthy teens labelled by variety of social statuses, intensely stared at me from every corner.

I don't really care too much about it but, bloody hell, why do they have to make it so obvious?

Rude much?

Ignoring them, I continue walking towards the school building with confidence-ooffphh!

I flinched as my butt hit the freezing cold ground. I am really starting to think God finds it funny to make a fool out of me when I'm trying to look cool.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-" I stopped mid-sentence as my widen eyes, while gazing up upon a sparkling light brown ones.

Moi couldn't believe z eyes.

Instantly knowing who this person is, such belle creature do exists! Well that is until a hand hit me. Hard. On the face. I'm pretty sure it was a b-slap.

"Que diable!!" I cursed 'what the fudge' in French for no particular reason cos it hurts like a fish being spanked by wet clothe.

Does any of this make sense too you guys?

"How dare you, left me without saying a fucking word! No letters! No messages! Who the fucking ass of a cow think you are?!" Rachel yelled aggressively in a very, very horrifying way as she got up from her fall and pace at the spot. While throwing her hands in the air, like she just don't care, or..a girl with every mental problems in the galaxy.

And so..she continues.

"For the pass 6 months I've been waiting and waiting but nothing! Not even one fucking call to tell me where you were or if you're okay! Is it so hard for you to use the father of your mother-fucking hand to hit the call button! You bitch of a hoeing whore, you have any idea how fucking worried I was?! Until Aunt May told me that you were fine and just needed space!? And now you just magically showed up out of nowhere and frenching cursed me! Do you really want to die you. You. Horse!" She stopped, breathless, and heavily panting.

I think one of the bystanders might of accidentally peed his pants just by looking at her.

Glaring down at me, I immediately rise up and face her furious chocolate eyes, that is exploding with anger, sadness, confusion and joy dancing together in harmony.

Wanting to calm her down, I gently grab her wrist and pull her into my embracive arms.

Without any hesitant, she wailed out an intense cry of grief as if...this was my last day with her again.

Suffocating me with her strong hold around my neck as I gently stroke her back while whispering apologies and sweet nothings to her.

She is never gonna take her eyes off, of me now is she?

Oh! You guys are probably super confused.

Let me introduce you to the one and only Rachel Charm!

My childhood first love; no homo and best friend since when we were in our mother's womb, sounds impossible but true. Its something called, destiny sweethearts.

And just like us, our moms, including Aunt May, of course, were the best of friends.

Surprised? Yep.

Ever since our mothers popped us out and into this cruel reality, we became inseparable, too inseparable for our own no good in fact...That I would literally cry my eyes out if we were anywhere more than 3 days apart.

Luckily, I got over that habit of mine when she went on a family vacation. Without me. Then at the age of 11, we moved house but still went to the same elementary school.

Nevertheless we did every single thing together, like literally, every single damn thing. Till I sometimes suspect that Rachel was born with supernatural powers, which enables her to read my mind and emotions.

I mean come on! She knows me better than I know myself!

Inside or out? She knows it all. That is why its impossible for me to keep anything from her.

To me Rachel is like a sister I never had and definitely always wanted, she may not be my family by blood but she will always be one by heart.

And just for your information. I'm insanely super duper protective of her, that it unbelievably became a natural instinct, for example..like when trouble comes her way.

My instinct instantly kicks in to defend her before my brain could even process what was happening around me, as I knew she always did the same.

But I didn't do a very good job at it for the pass half-a-year, so I am going to do whatever it takes to make it up to her.

Also, the hard-to-believe part about being with Rachel, is never did I hear her once complain about me being a burden or an extra problem to her life..Although, she does nags more than a normal mother would do.

In fact, scientific me, believes that she holds an abnormality amount of saliva in her mouth.

However, there will never ever be a day or time I wouldn't risk my life for her if it means keeping her safe and alive, because I definitely do not; I repeat, do not want her to come back from the dead and haunt me till I'm all, old and wrinkly.

Honestly speaking the truth, I'd give up everything for her without any second thoughts or hesitation, even if its my prize possession.

Which is food, sleep and did I mention food?

As for the reason? So dang straight forward and simple, its because I love her, like I very much love my family..but over my dead body of unicorns, I'm ever going to tell her that, she'll tease the rainbow out of me.

🦄🦄🦄

After my fatass long intro of Rachel and people watching us like we were in some kind of a lesbian drama show, she finally lets go of me with a pout on her face.

I really need to get that switched off. I have to many soft spots for her already.

"Don't chu ever dare leave me without saying a word again. Unless you want me get the divorce papers and cut your imaginary dick off, of u in your sleep so I can feed it to the poor alligators at the zoo!" Rachel threatened as she turns her heels and sassily stomps away from me.

Since when did she care about the poor alligators at the zoo? For all I know, she'd throw a grenade at one if its anywhere near her. And wait, oh, so she can leave without saying poop to me and I can't?! SHE EVEN PULL OUT THE D-CARD! For puppycorns sake! Divorce??! Seriously?

I swear if she ever did that, she's going to regret it her whole life cos she'll never find someone else like me.

TSK.

I know some of you guys might find this kinda cringey but as weird as it sounds, to me, this is like a strong bond that tie us tightly together for all these years. And yes, I'm a girl, not a boy or a transgender nor into girls.

*clears throat*

Through the fights and misunderstandings, building our trust onto each other shoulders. That's why we are still as close as ever, no matter how far we are or were apart.

However there's one time, she tried to break up with me through social media just because I was talking about another girl, that I find quite similar to her and thought she might want to know about it.

And guess what?

She didn't want to know crap about that girl..or any other girls. Missed calculation. Her jealousy is beyond the mother of universe.

"Stop daydreaming and hurry up! You weirdo!" Rachel yelled, cutting me off, and I caught up to her.

"That is not the way to talk to yo overly-charming knight, young lady." I faked a fierce tone as I swing my arms over her shoulders, comfortably resting it there.

"Who said I want you to be my knight in shining armour? I ain't no lez." She sassed.

"OUCH! You hurt me sweet cheeks, right here." I dramatically gasped as I proclaimed and placed a hand over it.

"You dumb fuck, that's your freak of a stomach that you abuse so much with your obsession with food." She exclaims with a fishy frown, but I know she's actually hiding that childish smile of hers behind those long silky brown hair.

"Yeesh, no need for vulgarities woman, not everyone is as special as me to have their hearts placed in their tummies." I said in a very sarcasmically scientific tone.

I don't know what that means.

"Correction. I think what you were trying to say was, misplaced ." Rachel rolled her eyes, emphasizing the last word as she finally choked out a furball of laughter. While I was trying my hardest to keep up an offended look but failed miserably.

So I join in the fun instead and laughed till every part of our bodies were dying of ticklish pain as we push open those fancy double doors.

We have a lot of catching up to do and lucky me, we have all our classes together. I told her everything about the past few months. And how I was now living with Aunt May. I also mentioned that her bodyguards drugged and kidnapped me, to which Rachel laughed her ass off about. Saying I deserved it.

*sigh*