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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 · Adolescente
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50 Chs

Flirting with the Bad Boy (a)

"He forced me to ask for my phone number. What do you think?" I talked to Mikaela on the phone pacing back and forth, telling her about the conversation I had with Justin this afternoon. I bit my knuckles, the usual thing I do whenever I'm nervous.

Well, I've never been this nervous.

"Maybe he really likes you." Mikaela's laughter exploded in there. "That means you have to kiss Trixie's ass."

My eyeballs rolled. "How could a delinquent girl like me attract his attention, Mika? I don't have a chest as big as Trixie." I touched my own chest and studied my appearance in the mirror. "I don't look as pretty as Trixie. Everything about me has nothing to do with it."

"You are too humble. You're pretty."

Yes, if only you saw my form before being made like this. You must be throwing up when you see me. "Wait, there's an incoming call. I'll get back to you again."

Connection lost. I pressed the green icon to answer the phone waiting for my answer. The number is foreign, but enough to intrigue me. "Hello."

"Hello, Darling. Recognize my voice?"

My gastric juices rose in my dry throat until I choked. "Justin? Who gave you my number?!"

"It's not hard for me to get it, Love. I got what I wanted. Maybe your number is one of the things I want in this world."

Oh my gosh, he's a psycho. "What do you want?" I let out a short sigh.

"To meet you."

"Haha. In your dreams."

"No. I'm already under your balcony."