Pretty Preppy Royale High Novels & Stories

I whined. "I'm just saying, If you actually dated the hot hockey captain, Brighton will be fuming with jealous." She said, biting on a candy bar. "And I think the hot guy can even give you beautiful babies, unlike Brighton's ugly face, I wonder what you even saw in him," she shuddered. "Come on, Brighton is the hottest guy at school," I try to defend. Wrong. Roy is the hottest guy at school, it's barely a month and he's already Captain of the school team.

I leaned against the railing and closed my eyes, taking in a deep breath of the cool night air. Tomorrow, the mating balls week of festivities would be over. I would return home and watch Lynn show her mate off to our parents while they drowned her in praise and affection. Should I tell them about the rejection? Or should I just say that as usual I didn't meet my mate? Either way they would be disappointed, if I told them he had been an alpha they would be furious I managed to ruin it, and if I said I didn't meet him I would just be a failure. Yet again.

It is taxing and quite demanding if you ask me. I glance at my prim, proper and pristine academic reflection. Yes, my twin brother, Ralph, and I were enrolled in the most preppy place of all, The Royal Pack Academy, a place where anyone who is anybody in our society attends, a place that makes me wear this pleated skirt, with a proper white button-down shirt and a jacket with their crest on my chest. Yeah, it was one of those places, and finally, we will be out of it.

The only pride she had had been crushed by that bastard Michael Phoenix. -00- The man was sitting casually in the cafeteria with the five girls who surrounded him, plus three men who sat among the girls who surrounded him. An exciting topic they were talking about until the sound of their laughter became the only voice that dominated. Their association is the most elite association in school. Those who enter the association consist of rich people, school authorities who have bad behavior towards fellow students or teachers. The leader of the association is Michael Phoenix, the prince of the school whose name has always been hailed by all the students at Royale High School.

She swallowed, her body suddenly remembering its previous weakness. "No, you are not." Rebekah grasped her face. "You are not." "What would getting married to him do? It would only turn mother against him and she could hurt him even more." "Depends on when she finds out about it." Rebekah grinned. "Have you been gone so long you have forgotten the custom of your own home?" "What are you talking about." "Polygamy is forbidden here, especially in the royal family. They see it as a sure way to ensure an heir is produced. So female or male, royals are only allowed one husband. You can't marry another while your first is still alive."

"Royals? What do you mean by that?" "Over a thousand something students attend Starlight University, but only a few stand out from the masses and are placed in cliques. Reigning at the top of the social status pyramid is the Royals. Just as this name implies, it's made up of heirs and nobles with royal blood who have made a name for themselves and are SU's crown jewels. Each member is very high-profile and dignified, not to mention intelligent, gifted, and highly attractive," explained the raven-haired girl.

"You sleep like a dead person! What is so great about this sleep! Today's Monday, the prefects will be announced today, remember?" Just like that, my eyes was wide opened immediately. I took a long look at Queen, she was neatly dressed in our beautiful school uniform and she even had her beret on today for the first time in months. Her hair that was neatly done yesterday looked even more beautiful today and her face was brightened with her beautiful smile. Excitement was written all over her face and it was quite obvious that she really couldn't wait to be announced as the new senior girl of Royal Priesthood High School. "Wow! You're extra early today o" I teased.

Nick glanced at me and smiled. "It's obviously because they thought you are one of the Royals." He chuckled with a gleeful smile. "The Royals?" I furrowed my eyebrows curiously and stopped when we reached my locker. "They are the sons and daughters of the richest politicians and businessmen studying in Kingsley. The school is providing them special treatment: a glamorous lounge room exclusive only for their circle of friends," he said as if it was the most normal thing. The discreet room I accidentally saw last time, it was probably the lounge room for The Royals.

Miss Mia says with an eye roll and goes back to her class. The class ended after that, and we all got to leave, the cool kids left all together while me and Calesti left together, I wanted to ask her a bit more about the school and everyone in here, but I waited until we got to the cafeteria, we both got our lunches and took a seat, we sat on a table and I noticed how the tables were divided into clicks. "Calesti, who are the royals?" I ask her. "They are like real royals, and they sit there together," Calesti says, pointing to their table, it wasn't just the ones from our class, there were a lot of them, and they all looked like snobs.

Even that was enough for me to be in debt to him. “Maybe we should burn a few thousands. Buy some new clothes and be the IT girls of the school for this final year. Who knows, maybe one of us will get to be the prom queen,” Poppy squealed even at the thought of that. “I hope it is you, though. Because I am sure one of your mates is going to be prom king. I really hope it is not Julian.” “I really hope so too.” I let out a breath when the building of our school came into sight.