Not so Weird Girl and Prince boy

The prince goes to school

I might keep switching to Zanders POV every once and a while, so sorry if this irritates you. Also I usually check for errors, but sorry if there still is some. Oh and I know it doesn't make sense as to why another countries prince came to America, but I am hoping to explain that later on. - K

His room is directly across from mine. For the past week he has avoided me, why wouldn't he. I basically stole something precious of his, that being his fault or not I understand why he would hate me for it. My mind is filled with thoughts of this guy, what was his name.....um oh that's right Jim. Jim is a prince and all, but he still should understand the rule of finders keepers.

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Today Jim starts school with me, since his tutor couldn't come to America. Something about the tutor not being able move his family to a foreign country, or leave them behind. Even though Jim has a scowl on his face, his eyes told me that he secretly longed to do this, though I cannot imagine why. School is a horrible place with grade A b*tches  and hardcore *ssholes. Well whatever it is only his funeral. Unless of course he lands at the popular table, which might I add wouldn't be that shocking.

"What if they recognise me?" Jim asked clearly stressed. "Jim you'll be fine, my dad has conceled your identity." I held a pack of stickers, and was sticking them to the back of his shirt without his knowledge until he whipped around. "Did you just call me Jim?" He then took notice in the sticker mosaic. "What are you doing?" I couldn't decide which question to answer so I said "Yes, and I wanted to stick my stickers somewhere so I did, that place just happened to be the back of your shirt."

He smirked and took off his shirt, then peeled a red strawberry scented sticker off of the back of it. Jim placed in on my forehead while saying in a smooth voice "my name is Zander." Just what was he trying to do. J..Zander remained there for a couple of seconds still shirtless, until finally he said "Clara are you okay, your drooling," In a sarcastic voice. I reached my hand out and touched his belly. "Whoa you have abs." I said totally ruining what could have been a mood. This apparently caused him to go from smiling smugly, to an irritated frown. Then he looked at my hands that were still feeling his abs. For some odd reason his face was profusely red.

Zanders P.O.V

"Why is your face so red Zander?" She asked me clearily not understanding the situation at all. What I tried to do was make her fall for me even if it was a little, so then she would be a bit more under control. Clara's hands withdrew from my body as she lifted her small hand up to my forehead "no signs of a fever, will you be okay for school today?" I nodded then I went up the stairs to retrieve a new shirt, when the cat suddenly popped out of no where. Almost tripping I grab onto a nearby door handle for support. As the cat leaves, I see that I opened a room door accidentally. The room is filled with pictures, a queen sized bed, a dresser, and more pictures.

As I walked over to one of the portraits, I saw that in it was a woman in her late twenties, and a little girl. They both had light brown hair, but their eyes were different. The older woman had plain brown eyes, while the little girl had bluish gray eyes. They kind of reminded me of.....Wait was Clara the little girl in all of these pictures? If so then this woman must be her mother. Didn't she say that she didn't have a mother? Maybe I shouldn't be in here, I mean it would look suspicious if Clara saw me in here. Just when I was leaving I saw her.

Clara's P.O.V

I went up the stairs to see what was taking him so long, when I saw him. He was in that room. Why was he in there, he shouldn't be in there. When he headed through the door he finally took notice that I was standing there..

"Why were you in there?" I asked with a steady voice.

"Well there was this cat..."

"Cat?"