•She is Royalty• “You guys have to choose the club very wisely as it will help you garner marks in the finals.” The teacher who was called as Mr. Tray (British lad) said. Every teachers knew Korean as it was mandatory because S.H.S was founded by a group of Koreans. “I should definitely go to the sports club.” Joy said beside Wendy, they had been very close since the academics started. A subtle chuckle passed through Wendy, “Because you’re tall?” “Yes, and I was in the club back in school. It gets tiring but it’s super fun.” “What did you play? Badminton?” “No way! I played basketball, I was the tallest in the group.” Joy chuckled, remembering those days where everyone for being too tall but she was also admired the most in the school. “What about you? Clearly height doesn’t support you so I’m sure you aren’t going to choose the sports club.” “Haha you’re funny.” Wendy said acting offended while Joy just snickered. “I don’t know what to choose though. I was in the music club back then,” “You sing!?” Joy said a little taken back because she never imagined Wendy as a singer, it was unexpected. “Yes, I do.” Wendy said and focused on what Mr. Tray had been babbling about economics. Joy said something but Wendy didn’t hear it as her mind drifted to days when she and Taeyeon used to sing together till midnight; their classy romantic dates. “Okay, who broke your heart?” Wendy looked Joy, who had been staring at her face with a look that said ‘i can see it in your stupid eyes’. Just when Wendy was about to reply, Mr. Tray said, “Miss Joy, would you please tell me about Alfred Marshall?” Joy looked Wendy and then to Mr. Tray, she then sighed, “He was an economist.” “We are talking about economics, so of course he is an economist, Miss Joy.” Mr. Tray said, a little angry towards such dry answer. “Still my answer was accurate, sir. Unless you want his weight and height.” Everyone chuckled by the answer and Wendy wondered how Joy had that confidence to speak back and joke to the teacher, Wendy knows the girl is very smart but she couldn’t clarify the badass attitude of the girl. It was very intriguing to watch. The bell rang indicating the end of the session and Mr. Tray just walked out of the room. It could be seen in his face that Joy had really ticked off his nerves. “Who even kept his name Tray? Shouldn’t it be Troy?” Joy managed all her stuffs, Wendy doing the same as she chuckled, ‘I don’t know’ “Wanna hang around my room? Jihyo is probably in the library.” Joy asked. Both of them walked out of the class, as everyone was too. It had been usual to crash in Joy’s place for Wendy, it was easy to talk to Joy as she was very funny and sarcastic. “Or will Her highness be mad?” Wendy snorted, “Why would she be mad? She’s always sleeping or napping after classes.” “She gave me a weird look when I came by your guys room to call you,” “She gives that look to everyone. I’m used to it.” Yes, Wendy was used to her so called room partner, they bickered every now and then, disliked each other with passion, sometimes Wendy thinks that Irene hates her with the amount of sarcastic insult she gives every single day. It was weird, yet they say goodnight to each other. “I’ll drop my stuff in my room and will be there, we have to complete Ms. Neon assignment too.” Wendy said as she waved at Joy, who agreed to the plan and told Wendy to not be late. She was approaching her room when she saw Jennie aka Irene’s cousin? as she heard, pacing around the door. “Do you need some help?” Wendy said mindlessly, she didn’t mean to ask but why be rude? Jennie was in front of her room, i mean shared room but still... Jennie stopped and looked Wendy, the same look Irene has all the time, it definitely runs in the blood, Wendy thought. “I leave Irene to you, Bye.” Jennie then sprinted away leaving Wendy very confused and baffled. She just shook her head and went inside the room completely unaware of what Irene had been plotting. Irene was dressed outrageously, she had a big black cloak with hoodie on and was typing something in her phone, which fo remind you was stolen from the main office. Irene looked up and ignored Wendy as usual. After processing and just sighing, Wendy went to her side of the room and dropped her things, she then took her laptop and was ready to leave the room when Irene cleared . “If you’re going to say something, say it. You don’t have to clear your throat.” Wendy said because she noticed that habit of Irene. The girl dreaded at first conversation so she always cleared to let others know that she had some points to tell. “Why aren’t you asking me anything about how I’m dressed?” Irene said with her arms closed and the same look, cold and boring. “Because I’m not interested? And you’re always doing something stupid, so i stopped asking.” Wendy truthfully answered and walked towards the room. Irene rolled her eyes and stopped Wendy by calling her out, “Whatever midget, I need your assistance in this so called cloak plan.” “Yah! You’re just an inch taller than me! And by assistance, do you mean ‘help’?” Wendy smirked at the end but she was still offended by Irene calling her a midget. “Not help, but just assistance. I don’t ask for help.” Irene made it clear, she was a princess and honestly she never asked for help; they would’ve come rushing to her instead to help her. She didn’t need to ask. “And I only help, so sorry l can’t do your so called assistance thing.” “If you don’t assist me, I will tell the head office about how you and your little friend Joy stole 5 packets of Ramen.” “That wasn’t me! That was Joy.” Wendy defended herself because for starters, Joy planned everything and Wendy claims to be dragged and manipulated by Joy’s ridiculous idea just because she missed Ramen. The kitchen had everything and Joy had been eyeing the ramen from the day she arrived. “Still you were involved, Shon.” Irene batted her eyes and waited for Wendy to say something. “Think about your perfect score, what will happen if the head office finds out?” Irene raised her eyebrows with a slight smirk. “I’ll tell them about the phone.” Wendy said pointing at Irene’s stolen phone. “That’s fine, at least I’ll get expelled and be back home.” Irene shrugged and Wendy could only groan. “What do you need assistance with?” Wendy lowered her back in defeat. Irene hummed a happy tune and went to her dresser and threw Wendy a cloak as same as hers. “Wear it.” “Are you going to murder someone or...?” Wendy trailed as she did what Irene told her to and wore the cloak, she cared for her scores and she didn’t want to get in trouble and mess her scholarship image. “The first one to get murdered would’ve been you, but next time. Today, we’re sneaking out.” “Leaving the premises is a death call, Bae. You can’t be serious.” “Do I look like I’m joking, Shon?” Irene rolled her eyes and dragged Wendy to their door. Wendy had long kept her laptop aside. “The head dormitory is out there, how do you expect us to go? I’m not doing this crazy .” Wendy said as she went in to take out the cloak but Irene grabbed her wrist, making a sudden stop. “Jennie is working on it, I told her to faint in front of the head.” “You should’ve taken Jennie instead.” “That was the plan but she bailed, she wants to study and understand the basics.” Irene explained as she went out of the room with Wendy. No one was there in the hall; prolly because of the assignments and also some could be napping. “So you made me your new victim.” Irene didn’t reply as she slowly peeked to the sea