Oh, those cuddles? They mean nothing to me. At all.

After the movie, I left in a haste. You'd think we were a married couple the way we keep going on and off.

The next day I woke up and put on a black shirt. It said boss with a crown on the words and was long enough to reach mid-thigh, so I put on dark red shorts that stopped just where my butt and the back of my thigh meet.

I put on dark red shoes and dark red earrings and even though my glasses were blue, they didn't make the outfit look stupid. Maybe it was because it was kind of marble-like with blue mixed with splotches of brown and black and gold if you got the sun to hit it just right, if not it kinda looked like dark yellow.

I put my hair in a high ponytail to the side and braided the top in big twists and sprayed it.

I made my way downstairs to find King, but no Miria, no John.

"G'mornin'," King muttered, into whatever he was doing on his phone.

"Morning," I said and watched as the maids came flooding in with food. Guess Miria and John are sleeping in this morning. Taking 34+35 to a whole new level.

We ate and were taken to school.

When I stepped foot into the classroom, I was ambushed by the Queens of the Kingdom.

"Woah, woah, woah, what's up?" I asked, seeing them herd around me with manic-ish smiles.

"Um! This is up!" Kayla whisper-screamed and shoved her phone in my face. Literally, all I could see was blurred light. I pushed it away a little so I could see the picture, and, of course, it was that picture of me and King cuddled up together.

Now, thinking about how he hadn't actually broken up with Kelly, instead of making my heart flutter it made my skin boil. Not that my heart fluttered about that in the first place…

"What's up with you two? Is there something y'all aren't telling us?" Kayla wiggled her eyebrows teasingly.

"Oh, those cuddles? They mean nothing to me. At all." I said with a lot more harshness than I wanted to. Maybe they won't pick up on it through excitement… except they did.

Their smiles turned into frowns as soon as the words left my mouth.

"Woah, what happened between Sunday and today?" Kayla asked worriedly.

"Promise not to be mad or tell King if I tell?" I bit the inside of my lip and averted my gaze. I mean, it's not cool to go through someone's phone without their permission.

"We promise," Nia said and the others nodded.

"Okay," I blew.

"So last night we were watching a movie and all of a sudden King's phone buzzes. I don't know what went through me but I picked it up and saw there was a message from who I thought was Kelly," I told them.

"What did the name say?" Kayla asked.

"Thought you were the one or something like that," I said. Despite reading this information just last night I'd already forgotten it, but the context was vivid.

"Any emojis?" Kayla asked again.

"Broken heart, open lock, sad face," Emojis are a lot easier to remember than words. They're like tiny pictures.

"So what did the text say?" Olli finally asked.

"'Sorry for flipping out on you babe, I don't want you to be mad at me when we meet up later this month… forgive me? But that picture has me a little worried, what's up?'" I repeated what I read. That part was glued in my brain, I said it over and over again in my brain until I fell asleep last night.

"It's not like King to lie to us," Kayla stood there frozen along with Olli and Nia. Now was the time to choose. Me. The girl who they suspected had a huge crush on King and came to live with him because I wanted to marry him… that sounds awful in words. Or King. Their friend since before all of this started and one of the people they probably trust the most.

"Girls I'll be right back, hide my phone." Kayla slipped it to Nia who slid it into the desk she was standing by. I hope there isn't anything nasty in the desk like boogers, spoiled food, or any other nasty thing a middle schooler would have in their desk.

She went over to King and said something to him, we weren't in earshot so we couldn't hear anything.

He nodded and took out his phone and handed it to her. She did something then I saw her eyes go wide then she swiped up, handed King back his phone, and walked back to us.

"And you want us not to say anything about it?!" Kayla whisper-shouted at me.

"Did you see what he replied?" I asked, trying to distract from the question. Honestly, I wanted to take my time and let the anger boil. I have problems, yea, I know, but I didn't get to be properly mad at him the last time.

"I'm not sure he saw the message, he hasn't replied yet," Kayla sighed. That or he did and deleted his response from his phone. Okay, yea, I admit I'm being a little paranoid now.

"Maybe he'll feel guilty and come clean, let's give him a few days," I mumbled, but even with time the lie didn't wither away.

Now it's Friday and King still hadn't said anything about anything to us and I was about ready to blow. Especially since I knew he'd fix it and I wouldn't have to be mad at him when my family was there.

"Are you gonna-"

"Yea, today I'll confront him. At home though," I sighed. It was lunchtime now and the fact that King was in every single one of my classes made this no better than it was. But, luck was on my side that day because time didn't drag on as it usually would.

We arrived back at home and he offered to chill in the living room. I just nodded in response, I wasn't going to just ignore him and let him realize the elephant in the room.

Unluckily for me, I couldn't just sit there and pretend nothing was wrong anymore so I snatched his phone and went to his messages and clicked on the one that kept me up at night.

"Check this, prince charming," I said in a sarcastic tone and threw back his phone. Gosh, this has been killing me, like, the man didn't even know it existed.