♕ c h a p t e r t h i r t y t w o ♕
— easy to fool a princess
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I look at my wrist, the same gold bracelet that Zach gave to me. It shimmers radiantly under the bright sun, the engraved name stands out vividly. I walk through the corridors of Selveridge high peacefully, people were conversing and smiling with their friends. An immediate rush of emptiness fills my mind, I had no proper friends in this school. It was just me, nobody bothered befriending me after this crowned situation.
There's no use of craving friends in this school. Everyone here is distributed into their own cliques and are oblivious in their individual ways. Yearning for friends in Selveridge high is like looking at a drink that states its poison and still drinking it. Friends here are noxious,
