The King Without A Queen

By Happyishere All Rights Reserved ©

Romance / Humor

Chapter 7

Phoebe

I didn’t sleep the rest of the time. My mind was filled with too many thoughts for me to actually go to sleep.

I was trying to convince myself that all that I saw was just a dream. It doesn’t matter that I had seen Slivic in my dream.

Nope, it doesn’t.

But what was actually creeping me was the name.

Chandra, it read.

And every time I try to come with some excuse to why I actually wrote that name, I come up with none.

It was like my body was in a trance and the moment I got out from it I was able to what I had done, literally.

I lifted my head from my locker when I heard someone calling me, “Hey, Phoebe!”

Her face was plastered with makeup and in my opinion she did look beautiful even with all those make up.

Make up was supposed to make you look more beautiful, Phoebe! My inner self exclaimed.

She gave me a smile and her looks turned even more beautiful.

“Um, hey,” I tried giving her a smile but it probably came out more as frown. My brain was already half dead due to my lack of sleep and her beautiful looks were affecting my mood.

It was depressing me.

First, I didn’t know how to do makeup. Second, I didn’t even know any name of the cosmetics or whatever beside eyeliner, lipstick and mascara.

And third, even if I do take makeup I would be nowhere near beautiful as her.

“I’m Amelia, nice to meet you.”

“I’m Phoebe.” I greeted as nicely as I could. I was not in the mood of making small talks. The principal of this school lectured me enough today.

I found it extremely weird that the moment I step foot inside the school, the principal took my hand and led me to her room.

And lectured for one hour. She told me that this was my senior year and that everything was depending on my result. She gave thousands of way to improve myself and in the middle of that I zoned out.

I even interrupted her in between saying I was missing my classes but she went on.

The irony was that she told me to never miss any of m classes because on her opinion it is important but there I was sitting inside her room, missing one of the important classes.

Amelia’s smile flattered and she gave me a small nod, “See you around.”

I sighed at myself. I didn’t want to be rude but the lack of sleep was affecting me.

“Phoebe?” I gritted my teeth when my name was called out again.

“Yes, that is my name.” My smile fell when I saw who the girl was.

It was one of those girls who was talking about me yesterday. Her eyes followed me whole day.

Before she could say anything else, I turned around and went the other way. I didn’t want to be nice to her because maybe this was all a prank.

I had seen enough films to know that a bad girl doesn’t changes overnight.

She was probably trying to pull a stunt on me or something like that.

My feet stopped moving when my eyes met his. What the hell was he doing in our school?

His eyes caught mine, never once blinking.

I gulped.

You should run, Phoebe.

My brain was shouting at me to move away or even to look away from him but my body was not listening to its command.

Chandra.

A masculine voice whispered in my mind. A shiver went down my spine and I did everything in my power to not bite my lips.

The sound soothing and I almost gave myself to it.

Almost.

I took a deep breath and narrowed my eyes at him before looking away and walking towards my class.

My hands were in a fist and I gritted my teeth when my whole body shivered the moment I passed my him.

What was happening to me?


I found today extremely weird. People were not giving me any glares and everyone was bestowing me their smiles.

Even the teachers were extra nice to me.

In other words, everyone was creeping me out. I had a fear that something bad was going to happen because every bad things begin like this.

People turns weird and the character dies.

"Luna- Pheobe, haha sorry I get confused sometime.” Tyler scratched his head and gave me an awkward smile.

I just nodded. A idea was creeping inside my head.

This was like the tenth time that someone had called me Luna. This can not just be coincidence.

There must be a meaning to the word Luna.

And my best friend; Google was going to help me find the meaning of it.


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