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The Princess and The Bad Boy

After her mother dies, Daphne Lane has to go with her father and stepmother who is a queen to Luisa Island, a small (fictional) island that is very prosperous. To become a member of the royal family, she is taken to a mansion in Los Angeles (Twin City of the capital of Luisa) to be taught manners. During the debriefing, she was mentored directly by her stepmother and got a private tutor. In an instant, Daphne's free life begins to be restricted by rules. A set of rules that become a habit should not be broken. Like it or not, Daphne must follow the rules that apply in her life. Transferring to a new school, Daphne immediately becomes the spotlight there as the Princess of Luisa. Although many are queuing up to become her new friends, Daphne prefers to befriend the children who are members of the "Dumped Students" to avenge the crimes of the popular students' club led by Trixie Marshall. Despite being known as a trouble-provoking and a school bouncer, no one knows how Daphne has felt since losing her mother and having to live under the same roof as a stepmother who upholds manners and often compares her to Christabel. Her stepmother and even father also began to make her feel alienated in her new environment. Daphne tries to escape by tricking the security. But unfortunately amid her attempt to escape, she actually 'meets' with Justin Lancaster, an annoying guy who is a troublemaker at school. So her journey to the place of contemplation was again interrupted by the boy's presence.

MinAera · Teen

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50 Chs

Pretty Smile (a)

Oh my God… even when he has a flat expression he looks handsome. I quietly stepped forward. I don't think he saw me coming, instead, he was busy with the painting he was working on.

"Are you going to continue standing there or are you going inside, Daphne?"

Spontaneously, I turned around to cover my blushing face, caught red-handed watching him like a rabid fan of his idol. And unfortunately, when I was about to leave, my forehead kissed the art class wall roughly, making me groan in pain and rub it.

Marcel's small laugh was heard behind him. "Watch out for the walls."

"Yes, thanks for the late warning, Mr. Vaughn." I hissed slowly. I turned my body and found Marcel was looking at me with a slightly slanted smile of his bastard for me.

Dat smile tho…

"Sorry, didn't mean to be rude. I accidentally saw you here during class. You must be skipping."

Marcel put the pallet in his hand on the table, then wiped his palm with a nearby dirty cloth. His head was tilted to one side. Stepping away from the canvas, he walked over to me without breaking his crooked smile.

"Well, you could say so. I didn't like History, so I ran off here."

Haha, he's like me. Hate history. "I also." My face lit up.

"But I love Math."

The wide smile on my lips disappeared in that instant. "Well… me too." Replacing a broad smile with a smirk, I crossed my fingers behind my back. I saw that he had oil paint stains on his uniform pocket. I pointed to the stain. "Your uniform is dirty."

Following my index finger, Marcel glanced at his uniform pocket and laughed softly. "That's okay. I often dirty it. It's called art." He looked at me after that. "You must be afraid of getting dirty."

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