"You don't marry
someone you can
live with - you
Marry someone
You cannot live without."

PLAYLIST- Tears in heaven
By Eric Clapton

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POV of Peter

"Peter! What do you mean? You hate me?" Veronica yelled at me. Where did she came out of?

"Yes! I hate you." I replied.

"Your lips, nose, eyes, I hate them all. So what?"

I grabbed the wrist of Rachel,"Let's go, don't get affected with her princess illness."

POV of Veronica

Fuck you, you jerk. Double jerk.

I want to slice him up like fruits right now. I rushed towards him but Nicholas stopped me,"Don't follow him Veronica, he just has a bad brain."

Bad brain! He is bad. I stood there hopeless, while everyone left for the canteen.

******

POV of Peter

"Prince Peter, don't you think you were a little to mean to Veronica?" Nicholas suggested while placing his plate full of spicy food.

"Was I?" No, I don't think so.

"Weren't you? She is a princess after all. And she didn't even do anything wrong." Lucas nodded.

"Who said that. She is still the same as she was young."

"When she was young? When you were young, didn't you also stick gum in Lucas's hair?" And with this they both started laughing.

So what if I did so, at least I didn't threw a sandal.

"Stop talking nonsense. I won't apologise to her."

"An apology is way to serious. A candle-lit dinner would be perfect." Nicholas suggested.

"Me asking her out? Would she come, if I asked her out?"

"How do you know she wouldn't go? She might even still like you!"

After what I did, she won't like me at all.

I saw Lucas fiddling with my phone;

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"I helped you reserve a spot at Crystal." He said with a smile on his face.

"Cool!" Nicholas cheered him.

Damn you guys! I don't need enemies when I have friends like you!

******

THIRD PERSON

The scene is set in a plush room of a huge company. The room is well furnished, simple but elegant.

An old man, probably in his early fifties is seated on a huge chair, toying with a paper weight. His hair is closely cropped and his skin has newly formed wrinkles.

"You should know our company's most important information is on this phone." He said calmly but with authority to a guy who is massively built.

The guy is probably fearing the worst consequences with his head bowed down.

"Boss, I did wrong. Please give me another chance." He apologises frantically.

"Find the phone and get it back for me; otherwise, your fate will be the same as this!" With this the old man threw the phone in hand, on the ground making ugly cracks on its screen.

"Yes boss." With this the massive guy took the phone on the ground and left the room.

*****

POV of Veronica

What a tiring day! Did I played piano for no good. Oh! My head is already hurting because of that dumb prince.

As I entered the mansion, I saw mom seated on the sofa with a business related magazine in her hand. I need to give her update of today but I have to make sure that it is all good, after all I can censor out all the bad things.

"Mom."

She looked up from the magazine, her cold gaze was enough to scare out my soul.

"What's with your expression? Did you and Peter get into a fight on the first day of the college?" She asked while carefully placing the magazine on the table, making sure that there are no cresses.

"How can that be?" I replied, this time cheerfully.

"Remember this, you are a princess. You can only show your best side to others."

So tiresome, but I've already showed my best side to Peter.

"What are you talking about?"

"Ah..er...nothing. I'm saying that what you're saying is right."

Dang it, I didn't even realised that I was that audible enough.

"It's good if you know. Peter asked you out for dinner tomorrow."

"Huh? He asked me out?"

"What? Is that weird?"

"Um...er...no. I'm just thinking about what to wear tomorrow."

"Hmm, that's good."

With this I quickly marched into my room and closed the door. How can that be possible?

Does Peter have multiple personalities disorder? He's so mean to me during the day, then asks me out for dinner. He is already a pain in the ass.

I slumped down on my bed and grabbed my teddy bear.

Mr. Knight bear, you only tell me what to do with a guy like this. It's hard to imagine how I will spend my whole life with a jerk like him.

My phone buzzed so I switched it on, a text from Nicholas? What's up with him, hardly been few hours and now he started with his texting.

'Actually Prince Peter cares a lot about your feelings. He just doesn't want to apologise to your face.'

'Enjoy it tomorrow'

Huh? Too embarrassed to apologise directly, do you think you're a three year old child!

"Princess, may I come in?" I heard Uncle Ben calling from outside.

"Come in."

He brought a huge whit box,"Princess, your mother has sent this dress for your date tomorrow."

"Okay, you can keep it over here Uncle. Thank you."

POV of Caleb

Such a tiresome day, I need to say that our maths and economics professors are really cruel.

I need to complete three assignments, four homework and even do my revision. Maintaining the all-rounder batch is really hard. If one mistake then my teachers and my classmates start asking me whether everything is alright in my life or not.

I quickly had my bath and kept the kettle on stove to prepare my tea after all I had to last till two in the morning to complete my work.

Now where is my damn towel?

I saw it laying on the table and with one swipe I grabbed it. Suddenly I heard a faint thud on the floor.

Drawing book!

I lifted it carefully from the floor and wiped away the dirt that stuck to its back. Never thought that the princess has time to do drawing and all too.

I found it near the pool when she threatened to kill me today. Sometimes I think that she's like a pallet, with different colours on her with the possibility to discover something new.

Should I open and see what has she drawn inside.

No, one should not open someone else's notebook and all, but......I feel like opening it. I looked at my left and then at my left. I even bent down to check under my bed.

Hey Caleb! Why are you checking under the bed as if she is a ghost who will be waiting to pull you under it!

The cover was made up of expensive brown thick paper with various cutouts of white, pink and black paper, sewn on it. The pages were tied together using a pink ribbon.

I opened it, the first page had a drawing of a girl wearing elegant dress and two guys holding hands together. Shouldn't it be the other way around with one guy holding the hands of one of them? This drawing looks like...um....a gay couple. God knows what she was thinking while drawing it!

I turned to see the next page in which a girl was sitting beside a chair and was crying. Her themes are really strange. But her drawings are really good.

The third page had a drawing of a guy in a suit and there was even a note saying:-

Liar sissy ice-cube face

I wonder who is this unlucky guy is? What a funny name!

*******

THIRD PERSON

The guy with massive built, connected the phone to his computer, trying to hack it.

Finally he successfully unlocked the phone and opened the gallery to check the owner of the phone.

Veronica's picture ms flashed on his screen as he clenched his fist.

*******

POV of Veronica

Thinking carefully, that idiot Peter wears plain T-shirt or Polos most of the time paired with watches and emanates, a more sunny and laid back style.

He hates everything about me. Besides my background that I cannot change, don't you just like the so-called unpretentious, "little white flower" style? Isn't that easy enough to fix? Because the dress mom gave me is just too sophisticated according to his point of view.

I quickly summoned my stylists. I need to fix everything.

"I want to change my style." I ordered them.

"All right l, no problem." The leader among them said.

"Pure but a little sexy, simple but a little luxurious, low-profile but fresh."

"Er...can you be a....little more specific?"

I pulled out a wad of notes and gave it to them,"If I am satisfied, I will add more. Do you understand now?"

"Yes...yes....Miss Hamilton, let me tell you, you have good skin. We can surely do a 'Refreshing beauty' type style!"
The leader among them suggested excitedly.

"Yes, right it will look great!" His assistants cheered together.

"Also, red-Orange lipstick. Aya, this year's really popular shade."

"Yes, yes. It's popular, really popular!" His assistants chimed in.

"Straight black hair. It will definitely look good!"

"Yes, yes. Definitely it'll look good, very good."

Hmm...I knew it that money will solve this problem. As long as I get the desired look according to Peter, I have no problem.

"Refreshing beauty right? Let's do it." I ordered them.

The beauty session started as soon as I agreed to it. The remake centre is directly opposite to the comic store in which I go. I really wanted to go there but today it won't be possible. I wonder what my knight bear would be doing?

"Ouch, it hurts! Can't you be more gentle?" I yelled at the guy who was combing my hair.

"Sorry ma'am, we'll take care of it."

The heat used for hair straightening was such a headache, it felt as if global warming of whole earth has ended up in this centre.

"Miss Hamilton, we need to remove your artificial fingernails according to your stylist."

I looked at my beautiful nails, these are all little Swarovski crystals! They were placed on one by one. This is art, don't you guys know?

"Refreshing beauty, right? Take them off!" I replied though I wanted to cry at this moment.

Peter Frances, just you wait! I will use all my skills to take you down. When you are wrapped around my fingers, I will give all these resentments back to you tenfold.

My fingertips were wrapped after being applied a coat of some liquid so that it doesn't gets spread. Few waiters bought three crates full of delicacies and fruits.

"Miss Hamilton, you've been having your makeover done for such a long time and haven't eaten. Do you want to eat something?" One of them asked while putting forward a tray full of chocolate pastries, French fries, grilled chicken and orange flavoured yoghurt.

I can feel mouse having a car race inside my stomach but my fingers were still wrapped up...

"There's no need. You guys can eat. I want to continue doing this makeover."

As they took the tray along with them, I saw them from the mirror, gobbling up all the food. Don't worry Veronica, eat enough in the restaurant.

After half an hour, I was completely ready with a sky blue coloured off-shoulder dress which went few centimetres above my ankle. White coloured six inches heels were slipped into my feet and a simple yet enchanting blue coloured pendant was adorning my neck.

A huge round of applause and awe filled the room as the stylists rejoiced at their success.

As soon as I came out of the remake centre, Uncle Ben was already waiting outside. Within fifteen minutes ride I entered the Crystal.

The environment was really good, neither too dim nor to bright. Expensive white bottles were kept on a designer shelf and each table had a beautiful lamp. A huge glass window was displaying stars shimmering above the sea. How romantic. I went to the booked table.

What the hell? Isn't it a common sense for a guy to come before time on his date! Here I am standing before him.

I picked up the menu and chose a starter or else I'll soon faint due to starvation. I looked around to give my order and turned back.

This can't be! Is this some cliche idol drama?! Why is this Rachel always here?

She looked equally stunned which made her trip backwards, accidentally she spilled the curry on a girl's dress behind her.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" I heard her saying frantically.

"Rachel! You did it on purpose isn't it?"that girl yelled at her.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"

"Rachel, girls like you have a dark heart! You don't like seeing that I am doing well. You must be jealous because you saw my new bag today." She said mercilessly.

This was way too much. No wonder she is the heiress of Jones Jewellery Enterprises, Juliet Jones. I wonder how Nicholas has such a foul mouthed girlfriend.

"What are you using to wipe this! This is limited edition." She scowled while pulling back her purse.

Huh! It's a fake purse. The daughter of a Jewellery company bought a fake purse!
That's so strange.

"Hey! Why are you acting so innocent? Let me tell you that ruining my purse is not a big matter but you insulted me in front of my circle."

I need to help this delicate flower out of this mess or else she won't last long in front of this lioness.

"Waiter, can I have a lighter?"

One of the waiter gave me a lighter, I walked up to the crime scene.

"How impressive of you." I said with sarcasm dripping from each word.

"She ruined my bag. It's none of your business." She snarled at me.

"Of course, I don't want to mind others' business. But doing this for a fake bag, it's really noisy."

"What do you mean? This is the newest limited edition bag that I spent a lot of money on to ask someone specifically to bring it to me from Italy."

I laughed,"Miss, in 2015, two editions of this bag were released. But not in this colour."

"What nonsense! My bag has a number card."

"So you think that it's really hard to make a fake card? You can check if it's real or fake really easily. Do you dare to burn it?" I put forward that lighter. "If it's fake then it will give a sour scent."

"Are you stupid? I spent so much money on it."

"Really? Then take your bag and disappear."

Her friends started to laugh and talk that the heiress of a Jewellery company cannot even differentiate between a fake and a real bag.

She threw her purse on the floor and grounded it with her heel.

"You will have to face its consequences!" She shouted while pointing at me and with this she dashes out of the restaurant.

Rachel bent down to pick up the broken pieces of the plate.

"Rachel, why are you so easy to bully?" I asked her.

She hesitated for a few moments and then grabbed my hand,"Thank you. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known what to do."

"Oh, we are not that close! I did it because of that fake bag girl." I replied

I turned back to return to my table when she grabbed my skirt and hand.

"Veronica wait, your dress has some curry on it. Let me clean it."

"There's no need." I said pushing away her hand but she relentlessly tried to clean it.

"I said there's no need!" I yelled at her and freed my hand from her grasp which made her stumble back on the broken pieces of plate.

"Veronica Hamilton!" I heard Peter saying my name from the entrance.

This can't be, I didn't intended to hurt her, I saw a cut on her wrist.

"Rachel, are you okay?" He asked her while helping her stand up.

"Peter, please don't misunderstand."

Is she indirectly trying to trick him by her innocence?

"It's not her fault." She said again.

"I'm only going to ask you one thing. Did you push Rachel?"

How can he be so naive and believe in her so easily?! If he doesn't believes me then why should I care? I know that I'm right.

"Yes, so what?"

"When I was coming here, I was thinking that maybe I did misunderstand you. It seems that I overthought it. I didn't misunderstand you at all. You really have princess sickness all over!" He said coldly.

It's not me who is sick but it's you who is sick from your brain.

"Think whatever you want!" I said as if I didn't cared.

He came near me and continued,"I just don't understand, you have everything then why do you bully her?"

"I'm bullying her?" I shoot a look at Rachel, her pitying face made me feel more disgusted towards her.

"That's right, I bullied her because I can't stand her cowardice!" I shouted at her.

Why is it that she is so easily bullied when she is studying in the same university as mine, when my fiancé is following her. She has everything.

I turned back to face Peter but before I could react, he lifted a glass of water and poured it over my head.

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