Seated in Steven’s office, I wonder why he sent a message to wait for him here after school. He hasn’t spoken to me since dinner on Sunday where he announced he found someone to train me every day after class.
And now I’m a little on edge, especially after what happened earlier today. After Lillian practically dragged me out of the cafeteria, she hurried me into the girl’s bathroom where she promptly told me I just landed myself in deep shit.
The guy back at the cafeteria was Prince Kota. As in, the freak-shit-ing Royal Prince of England. The very one Bianca aspires to marry, and the one who has about a hundred fan-girls who glared at me all day long. In class or in the halls, no matter where I went it was like they were all playing laser tag with their eyes.