Chapter 2

Sharp, shooting pain jolted her awake. She blinked, staring up at a white ceiling. She shifted her head to take a look around the room. A plain room with a computer and a study desk against the opposing wall. A small cupboard stood opposite her bed and the the windows were wide open letting the cool spring breeze filter in.Her throat felt parched, and every part of her body ached with weakness.[This body is quite beat up. How annoying.]'What happened to me?' she thought.[You were beat up.]'What's the mission?'[Graduate.]'....''Please tell me I'm in college.'[...]'Are you kidding me!? I'm in high school!?'[Yes.]She wanted to scream. High school!? Of all places, of all worlds, of all eras. High school!? The absurdity of it all made her want to yell, but the pain coursing through her body kept her silent.'How am I scared of a bunch of kids? I can survive high school.'[The system needs to be updated.][Accept the update.]╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗Update System?╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗Updating...╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗Welcome to the Princess Simulator System.╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗Congratulations on passing the tutorial.╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗The shop is now available.╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗The party system is now available.╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗The inventory is now fully unlocked.╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗The alchemy system is now fully unlocked.╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗The virtual training system is now fully unlocked.╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗You can now contact other users.╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗Side quests are now available.╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗Quest history is now available╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗Current points: 30,000╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝She sifted through the new functions, her mind racing. She didn't have a use for most of the new functions yet; she wondered if she would actually go to a world where a party system was necessary.'There are other people with the Princess Simulator System?'[No, there is only one Princess Simulator.][Each system is different.]'That makes sense.'[Will you name me in this world?]'Oh yeah, I forgot!'[...]She pondered for a moment. What's a good name for a system? Naming it after a human felt wrong.'Little Prince.'[But I'm a princess system.]'Hm... but I can't think of anything?'[Little prince is fine.]╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗System name: Little Prince╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝Amaya hissed as another thunderclap headache shook her up. This body was really too wounded.Amaya Suzuki, an unwanted child in a broken home. Her only wish before her death was to graduate.'At least be angry at this world. At least now I will be able to fulfil your wish.'The princess simulator system allowed her to inhabit the body of princesses in any world or any era, this princess was born to an old royal family. Unfortunately, her father had no idea of her existence and so she lived with her mother who did not want her and plainly could not afford her.And despite the bullying and abuse her biggest dream was to study at University. Since her mother had no intention of dropping anymore money on her once she turned eighteen that dream seemed impossible, until her body was inhabited by another person.She winced at another headache, she was sleep deprived and sickly, her body needed to rest.'Check the shop for elixirs.'[Common Elixir of healing - 1000 points]'Cut down recovery time by a half.. Do you have anything better?'[Elixir of complete healing]'As long as I'm not on the brink of death, I will recover in an instant... 5000 points.' She hissed, that was a lot of money, but she really couldn't bear to let this body remain like this any longer.[Purchased.][Points: 25,000]She used the elixir and after a second she felt so much better and more comfortable."This feels so much better, good health is truly underrated." She said with a sigh.[You should sleep first, you have school tomorrow.]'Alright.'Her body was too weak to do anything, so getting some sleep should help.·͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙Class continued as planned the next day, all the children sat at their desks whispering and updating themselves on what they did the day before. As always, the richest princess in class was surrounded by no less than seven girls as they entertained her, no one seemed to notice one person was missing; the seat on the far back was empty.The desk there was dirty with odd writing and insults sprawled everywhere, no one paid any attention to it, no one cared, like she was a nobody, like she wasn't a human like them.The door was quietly open and the classroom quietened down to see who was at the door, the person at the door had beautiful curly brown hair and clear dark brown eyes, her arms were covered by a long sleeved shirt, she quietly walked to the back of the class ignoring the stares and jesters of the others.As she walked, Ichiko leaned in to Chiyo, "Is that her? I can't believe she dared to come to school after what happened yesterday, maybe she actually wants to die?"Chiyo looked at the girl with a complicated expression, something was wrong; she bit her lips as her eyes followed Amaya.Amaya didn't react at all to the various rumours floating around her and instead she walked up to her desk, seeing the disgusting words on it she sneered causing the girls watching her to cast confused glances among themselves.Amaya's eyes darkened and she sat down without a word, so what if they wrote multiple words on her desk? What was she going to do about it? Tell a teacher? The culprits were unknown; at worst they would punish the entire class creating more enemies for herself."Who is this?" A loud and sharp voice erupted in front of her that was obviously more mature than her sickly frame.The class erupted in whispers with some lips curved at the edges in a mocking smile, Amaya turned to face all of them, what was happening?With a huge crash her desk fell and her books spilled out torn and tattered, some were soaking wet while others had various scribbles, the loud sound had shocked everyone in the room. A taller girl had approached Amaya and knocked her desk to the floor.Amaya couldn't look at her face, her eyes were glued to the floor, she asked herself what she did to annoy the taller girl."Oh, my apologies, let me help you pick that up" She said grabbing the desk before dragging pushing it once more forcefully causing the hinges to snap. She sighed in disappointment. "I'm sorry it seems like I ruined your desk, and there's no spares..." She looked around the room and all the desks were taken. "I'm sorry babes you might have to sit on the floor today." The class burst out in laughter their loud obnoxious voices bounced off her ears continuously and she retreated taking a step back, her breathing became laboured and painful.'What the fuck is happening, I can't breathe.'[It's just a panic attack, take your time.]This body was deeply scared and unstable. Amaya- tried to focus but her thoughts were erratic."What do you think you're doing!?" Amaya said in anger.A sharp slap resounded around the room that had become quiet. Amaya's eyes were wide open and her face had been forced to a side as her cheek faced the girl with a bright red hand mark. "How dare you talk back to me know your place bitch!"Amaya's eyes were already watery and she consciously slowed down her breathing and forced her tears back. The tension between the two was so thick you could slice through it with a knife and serve it on a plate; no one around the two dared to speak but most of them tried their best to hold back a laugh.Juri Tanaka, a girl who's popularity could only be second to Ichiko, she had a notorious reputation for being quite extreme, normally she was cool and very pleasant, but when faced with someone she disliked her attitude takes a turn making her an unbearable bully that could make your life a living hell.As the third most popular girl in school she was naturally also extremely beautiful, midnight black hair tied up in a ponytail, beautiful black eyes and paler skin. Amaya cursed in her heart, she should've known better than to lose her cool, she was too weak physically and mentally to do anything."What's going on here?"Everyone turned to the teacher at the door, he was a middle aged man with dull brown short hair and he looked slightly above average at most but was one of the best looking male teachers in the school. Mr. Saito was Japanese but seemed to grow up abroad as his English accent was extremely polished, he was known for being strict but when it was time to have fun he was the best teacher to have in charge of your class, the stared at the crowd at the back as the children quickly scattered leaving Amaya with her head down and her hair covering up her eyes."Amaya what are you doing? Go sit down class is about to start." His eyes looked to were her desk was supposed to be and saw that it had been broken. "What happened to your desk?" he asked as he saw the scribbles on it. She didn't speak; it was like she was frozen in place unable to move. He frowned unsure of what to do in such a situation. "Amaya go outside and get another desk""It's ok Mr. Saito, I don't mind seating on the floor." Her voice was cold and dropped with malice.He hesitated, something was wrong, why wasn't she saying anything? "Are you sure?"She did something completely unexpected, she smiled - brightly - straight at him as if nothing had happened. "Yes sir!" He hesitated still despite her confirmation but he nodded anyway, he couldn't make her do anything she didn't want to do.Amaya glanced at Juri whose eyes were on hers, and with a big smile on her face she picked up a piece of wood from her broken desk and smashed that bitch right in the face.