บททั้งหมดของ The Queen And The Freak: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

*Blair’s Point of View* --- “Shut the hell up, you f**king clock!” I shouted as I reached for the noisy thing on the nightstand and the alarm clock turned into pieces as I threw it to the wall. Monday, and I really hate this day. But no matter how much I hate it, it still comes. It's like a lifetime curse that you cannot run away from. Like, who the hell likes Monday? Well, I do like it if there are no classes. “What was it, Blair?” Marge yelled as she hurried to my room and came in. Then I just buried my face in my pillow. “Okay, you just broke your clock. That was still new. First time using it, and it's now dead. Nice. Very nice. I should have glued it there.” She remarked, and I'm sure that her hands are on

*Pryce’s Point of View* --- “Miss Winsley, you can proceed to your classroom now. It's almost time for your first subject.” Said the principal, who was my mom's best friend. 'Was', because my mother, Prescilla Karstensen-Winsley, died in a plane crash when I was still ten years old. She left me with my dad, but I don't live in his mansion now because I already have my own house. “Okay, Mr. Burton, just inform me if you need something or if there are any changes,” I told him as I picked up my purse and stood up from the chair fronting his table. I have been assessing him on what to do for the future meeting with the faculty this coming Friday. One of my jobs is to ensure that my employees are all comfortable with

*Pryce’s Point of View* --- How dare she talk back at me and run away just like that? I swear, I'm going to kill her the harder way. No one has ever done it to me. Ever! She better be ready because I won't let this pass like the last time she messed up with me. “What are you all looking at? Mind your own things.” I asserted to everybody here in the canteen, and automatically, their heads turned back to their proper places. “We-we're sorry, Miss Winsley.” The captain stammered, and I just nodded at them then headed straight to the canteen's door. I just lost my appetite, and it's because of that freak. I will just go to the library to check the books that have arrived this morning. And I need a silent place to gi

*Pryce’s Point of View* --- I am in a place that I shouldn't be. Clarkson Park. And it's already 7:10 in the evening. I'm inside of my car, deciding if I should go out or not. Well, who the hell knows what's out there? Maybe that freak was just making fun of me, or she wants to murder me.  Why did I decide to go in here after all? It's just so stupid of me. But then, I chose to open my door and bring with me a baseball bat, just in case of an emergency. And I left the engine of the car running so that there will be lights in the headlights of my car. Why is there no light around here now? This place was supposed to be so busy. I still remember when I was still

*Blair’s Point of View* --- I am totally stunned, shocked, and confused when I saw the queenb*tch of her academy smiling and wanting to eat ice cream with me.  Is the world about to end? “What flavor do you like?” She asked me cheerfully. And who the fudge is this girl? I never really imagined her to be like this. I have never seen her smile or even laugh before. And fudge, she is beyond gorgeous right now, and she makes my heart beat faster. This girl is so freaking weird. “I… umm...ah. Van…vanilla.” Sh*t, why did I just stutter? She only asked me what ice cream flavor I wanted to eat. Fudge this! Then she handed