Lionel's POV

"Ughh...I'm bored! Let's ditch class"

Tyron grunted beside me and went to sit up. It was lunch and we were lying down under the cherry blossoms with both our hands under our heads for support.

"Calling Mr. Lionel Park of class 3-A, I repeat, Calling Mr. Lionel Park of class 3-A."

The voice in the school speaker resonated through out the school calling for me. Hehe. They're just looking for me coz Grey lost sight of me when my History class was done.

I took my escape by the time students scurried through the hallway making a large crowd around the prince himself.

I told him not to come to school. Now, look at him. Predators eat prey.

"Hey, they're looking for you..." Tyron nudged me with his elbow and I opened my right eye to peek at him.

"You know, maybe we should ditch classes after all."

I grinned at him and he gave me a sheepish smile before giving each other a fist bumped and shouted.

"Arcade!!"

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And so we ditch school and took our escape route in the school backyard. We went to the nearest boutique that sells clothes to change our attire. We don't want to get into trouble with the police roaming around the school area.

"How do I look like?" I asked Tyron while turning around for him to examine my appearance. I wore a blue skinny jeans and a dirty white T-shirt with a bad boy word imprinted on it. Some dogtag hanging on my neck, a bruno mars like hat and black and white vans.

"You look......ok...?"

"Geez, what kind of compliment was that?!"

"Well, there's nothing I could say."

I huffed and just went into the counter and payed for the clothes. The cashier blushed at me and I just gave her a wink. I looked at Tyron.

Tyron's outfit composed of simple black jeans, and vans. A white button up and a blue cardigan.

"tsk** lame." I huffed

"What did you just say?"

"Nothing." I looked at the other way trying to act innocent.

"I swear you just said lame."

"Oh, you heard it so why did you ask?" I grinned at him.

"Just confirming. And how dare you say lame? Nerd?!"

"Oh, puh-lease…quit the babbling and let's go...!" He called me nerd! damn! If he wasn't my best friend I would have punch the daylights out of him.

I drag Tyron acrossed the street and went to ride the taxi that's been waiting for us. We went to the biggest mall around our area and quickly trotted into the arcade. We bought ourselves our token and begun playing.

"Yes...!! I won again bro! You're gonna pay me 1 big box of pizza."

I boasted to Tyron who is now fuming because of his loss. We were playing basketball for the 3rd time and damn! the balls just hate him.

Awww....look at my best friend, sulking in the corner. He looks like a kid that just got his one and only beloved teddy bear stolen away from him.

"C'mon bro! Cheer up! Let's go in the shooting gallery, I know you can beat me there."

He looked up at me and I think I just saw rainbows and butterflies around his face. I tried to shoo the imaginary things floating in his face, it's creeping the heck out of me.

"I'm gonna beat you're ass in the shooting gallery Lionel!"

"I'm glad you're back..."

I smiled at him sweetly but in the inside, I was laughing evilly. Like heck I would let Tyron beat me. I learned how to shoot a gun at the age of 8. Shooting birds in the sky was my hobby during those days. Well, I made it into a hobby because birds freaked the hell out me that time. They keep on stealing my grandpa's corn and its making me angry, that's why I borrowed one of my dads shotgun which he happily handed to me and went shooting those stupid black birds.

Damn birds...brrrr......

We went into the shooting gallery and we played there for how many hours. And while were playing I noticed my phone keeps on vibrating countless of times but I intend on ignoring it. Tsk

"Man....I'm beat." I rested my head on the palm of my hand while roaming my eyes around the pizza house. Tyron went on the counter to buy us pizza. Well, in the end I still won and him, still sulking.

I tried to laugh when the lady asking for his order flinched when she saw the smug look on Tyron's handsome face. Damn, it was hilarious.

When Tyron got his order he went back to our table and opened the big box of pizza and sat opposite to me with a down look.

"Oh, come on bro! Don't be such a baby. At least you defeated me in the first game." I mocked him and wiggled both my eyebrows at him. I grab a slice of pizza from the box and tried to feed him. He kept on moving his head away but I still insist on putting it inside his mouth and decided to accept my offer and he begun chewing on the pizza.

"Someday, I'm gonna beat you" Tyron said while chomping at his food.

"Hey, don't talk when you're mouth is full." I reprimanded him and he just shrugged it off.

By the time we got out of the mall the sky was already dark. I pulled out my phone in my pocket while Tyron looked for a taxi. I swiped my screen unlocked and found that it was already 5:26 p.m. I opened my inbox and saw hundreds of text from an unknown number and from my dad.

Hmmm...? That's odd...

I opened one of my dads message and read it.

"Son, go home with Grey now, you're in danger..."
               Sent: 2:13 p.m.

What the fudge. I read all of my dads messages including the unknown and they both have the same messages. And I realized that the unknown number was Greys number.

Before I could reply I heard a loud gunshot resonated in the surroundings and everyone panicked.

"Lionel....!! "

I saw Tyron ducking on the floor avoiding the shots. Before I could ran up to him. I felt a stinging pain on my neck and something blocked my breathing. It smelt like a sleeping drug and thats when my sight became blurry and my hearing was disrupted. I became weak and disabled.

I felt my body being thrown inside a car and I heard some voices.

"So he's the Prince fiancé? Looking good..."
 
"Yeah, damn lucky prince for having a wife like this one."

"Look at his skin, I just want to lick it up like candy."

I felt something cold and slimy on my neck and that's when I realized one of them licked me.

Gross.....

I tried to move but I can't, my body was totally shut down because of the drug. They tied my hands on my back, chained my feet and blindfolded me. And soon they broke up into a filth of laughter.

"I shouldn't have ditch class."
I thought to myself and soon darkness engulfed me until the end.