Chapter Six

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"Have a great day, you two." My mother yelled as Onyx and I walk through the halls of the castle on our way to his car. Yup. My great and amazing mother managed to convince everyone that I, Halsey, proposed to Prince Onyx and that we will be getting married soon. What a great day it will be. Every time we pass some guards and even the maids, they immediately giggle to one another. "I can't believe you." I hiss, glaring at Onyx who is too busy with his phone. "Why didn't you say anything yesterday? Hey! What are you doing?" He tears his eyes on his phone. Eyes shimmering with amusement. "Everyone at school already knows. Dad accidentally..no..he posted something on his social media account saying and I quote 'Retiring soon.' with a ring emoji beside it." I groan. "You can't be serious?" "Wait until we get there." He says, typing on his phone again. "One thousand eight hundred likes. Wow, Dad. And it's still counting." "Give me that!" I snatch his phone and my eyes widened at the amount of likes and comments that kept on adding up. 'Congratulations, your highness.' 'Finally, retirement. Let's go and play golf soon, buddy.' 'Retirement today, grand father in a few months.' 'I can't wait to see their off springs.' What. The. Mother. Freaking. HELL. "I'm dropping out. Drop me to the nearest bus stop and I'll just disappear." I said, fast walking towards his car and slammed the door once I get inside. "God damn it. ONYX! Walk faster!" Did he listen? Of course, not. He's skipping like a fool with a huge grin on his face. Too bad, you can't see my face. Even the wisest and scariest serial killers would be afraid once they see this face. "Chill, Hals. You look like someone whose suffering from constipation." Onyx says, once he sees my face. "And no, I'm not dropping you off to the nearest bus station and won't let you drop off in school." His phone chimes and I realize that I'm still holding it. Messages flooded the entire screen but only one caught my attention. I'm going to kill him. Peter: Congratulations! My ship has sailed. GO MAKE A LOT OF BABIES. See you at school and can't wait to hear all of the deets. ps. Don't let Hals see this. Onyx grabs his phone from my hand and turns it off. "Where is your phone?" "Dead." I hissed, looking away. "All dead." Onyx snorts but never said anything and just continued driving. We were about to pass Fatima's store and I swear, that woman is full of suprises. Once the car gets close, all of the staff throw rose petals and confettis, cheering loudly. "What the..." I was cut off by Onyx's loud laugh. "It's not funny." Did he stop? No. Can my fist fit on his mouth? Yes, it can. A few minutes later, Onyx's car stops infront of the school gates and he leans forward to read something. Biting his lips, he looks at me and points upward. 'CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR ENGAGEMENT.' I just closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "I'm not going inside. Goodbye." Did I manage to not go inside? No. Did Onyx manhandled me infront of everyone while I try to escape? Yes. Did I fought like a beast? Hell yes. Did I hit him on his jewels before aiming my sight towards a very pale Peter? Damn right. Should I get sued by assaulting the future king and my best friend? This face is too precious to go to prison. "Shut up, you two. I didn't hit that hard." "I can't feel my legs." Peter moaned. I rolled my eyes and watch as the two scramble to get up from the floor. "Alright. There's nothing to see here. It's just the Prince and our best friend rolling on the floor screaming bloody murder." I yelled to a bunch of groups that are still watching us. "Are they alright?" A concerned voice behind me said. "That's got to hurt." I turn around and see two guys standing a few feet away from me. "Percy! Son of Poseidon." I exclaimed, pointing at the handsoms blue eyed human. His friend glanced at him with a raise eyebrow. "Have you two met?" I nod. "Yup. And you are?" The other guy looks at me. "Yanni." "I'm Ha--" "Not interested." Onyx said, now standing next to me. "We're already getting married." Peter coughs to hide his laugh when I glared at him. "We are not getting married." I said, crossing my arms. "Yet." Onyx said, still staring at the two guys. Percy smiles clearly not affected by Onyx's glares. "It's nice to see you again, Halsey. I'm afraid Yanni and I should take our leave." Yanni nods looking at me but not even once did he glance at the two men beside me. "Halsey." "Yanni." I said, trying to imitate his low voice which earned a small smile from him. "Would you look at the time, guys." Peter exclaimed, jumping between Onyx and Percy. "We have classes to attend to." He starts pushing the two of us towards the direction of our room. "Chop. Chop. No time to stop." "Stop pushing me... bye, Yanni and.. Peter I swear.. bye Percy." I said, struggling to balance myself. Once we reach our homeroom, Onyx went straight to his seat not bothering to spare me a glance and starts talking to his friends. Peter sighs and walks along side myself and plopping down on his seat which happens to be next to mine and Onyx's. "What is it?" I whisper but he just shakes his head. "If it's about your jewels being destroyed then I'm not sorry." "It's just... nevermind." "You can't just leave me hanging and why are we whispering?" Taking out his notes, he drops it loudly on the table, startling our classmates sitting infront of us. "So it's just fake news?" A familiar annoying voice said. "Thank god. You dodged a bullet there, bud." "Yeah." Onyx said loudly making sure the I can hear it. I'm sitting right next to you, dude. Peter sighs yet again. "Sunked." Before I could ask him, our professor enters the room with yet another good looking human. Almost everyone in the room gasps except the brooding man next to me. The girls behind us starts to giggle like a bunch witches even though they're wolves. "Sorry to bust your little fantasy but Zack over here.." Directly points to the silent human who is now staring at me. What is it with humans and staring? At me. "Volunteered along with his friends so that we can paint them." Did he just say friends? The just like that, two familiar and one unfamiliar faces appears on the doorway. I think someone just fainted but who cares. These guys? Paint? How? "These are Zack, Percy, Yanni and Jake." Professor Wendell excitedly claps his hands before ushering the four men in the middle of the podium. I heard Onyx mutter the word 'f**k' over and over when all four starts to take off their shirts. "The title of our painting today is Naked Perfection..." But before Professor Wendell finish his speech, Onyx stood up and everyone in class looks at him. "Is there a problem, your highness?" Onyx remains silent for a moment before glaring at our poor professor. The four human watches silently on the sidelines still not affected by the Prince's aura. Weird. Even humans can feel it. "Change it." He commands, pointing towards the title written on the board. "Now." Professor Wendell scrambles to erase the words with shaking hands. I glared at Onyx but he turns towards his friends who smirks at me. Standing up, I walk towards the shaking professor and began helping him. He sends me a grateful smile but his eyes tells another story. "It's okay, sir. Let's just change it to Jealousy. I mean look at them.." The four men raises their heads. "Who wouldn't, right? Perfection." "Thank you, Halsey. You may take your seat now." I pat his shoulder before waving at Percy and Yanni. Professor Wendell starts to write my suggestion on the board with wide strokes. 'JEALOUSY' Peter gives me a look before tilting his head to look at the person beside me, who became really quiet all of a sudden. His friends starts to whisper to one another obviously scared to anger Onyx. Pursing my lips, I began preparing all of my colors. Green. Brown. Black. I frown when I realize that I ran out of blue paint and glance around me. "Peter, do you have any extra blue paint?" "I didn't bring any. Sorry." Turning towards my very still seatmate. I immediately notice two extra tubes of blue paint and try to grab one but Onyx took it and gave to Melanie who is smirking at me. Well, okay. A shadow stops right in front of me and before I know it hands me two tubes of blue paint. "Is that enough?" I look at him and nod. "Thank you, uhm." The good looking human leans forward and smiles. "Zackary. But you can call me Zack." Can I call you mine? He laughs all of a sudden, startling me a little before going back at the center of the podium. The three other men are trying not to laugh before composing themselves. I didn't say that out loud, right? Or can he read my mind? I hope not. "Start painting."
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