Your POV

The two brothers leave out of the classroom leaving me alone with the class. A girl with curled hair and freakishly red lip tint walks to me with a glare. Wow. If she's another one of those typical mean girls, I don't even want to start on that bullshit.

I look so innocent on the inside, but I'm actually not. I'm a princess who just wamts to have fun and breakfree from the royal world. It's just so stressful these past years.

I smile at her and she scoffs. She places herself infront of my desk with her two minions beside her. Now all she needs is a red nose because with all that excess powder and freakishly red lipstick, she's already qualified in running away with the circus with her friends.

"I know what you're trying to do." She says as she pins her hands on my desk trying to intimidate me. "Well, what am I trying to do?" I say, and she narrows her eyes.

She brings her face closer to mine and I maintain that slight smile.

"You're trying to gain the Park brothers' attention. Just stop. They'll break you." She says, and I chuckle.

"You don't know who they actually are." She says which makes me furrow my eyebrows in confusion but I still have a smile on my face.

"Yeah? And you don't know me either." I say. "Don't trust them. Take that as a piece of advice from me." She says as she still has her hands on the desk.

That was very unexpected.

"Then that piece of advice of yours is a piece of trash." Jungkook said as he stands behind this girl and Jimin crosses his arms. "Get lost, Maya." He says looking down. My mind clicks. They might have some sort of problem with each other. But I think I'd trust the Park brothers more than Maya.

Maya seems like a bitch.

"With.fucking.pleasure." Maya says as she sashays to her desk.

My eyes were fixed on Maya who had her eyes fixed on me as she sat on her desk. It wasn't a glare anymore. It was sort of a look that was giving me warning. Should I listen to it? No I won't.

I turn back my attention to Jungkook's who's on his desk and smiles at me. "So, how's the fart?" I ask and his smile drops.

"It was pretty disgusting." Jimin said making me chuckle.

The teacher had someone to meet as an emergency which gives me a bad feeling that it's my mother. She hated the idea of me studying here. She said it's "low class".

The truth is, I hated being a princess. As a little girl, I thought I was lucky. But as time passed by, I hated my rest of my family. The only people that I loved was my father, Jin and Taehyung.

My mother? Not so. She always said I was a disgrace to my family. I was too boyish, carefree, and emotional. She wants me to be more of a princess. That's like saying she wants me to be perfect.

Father always treated me fairly with my other siblings. He always respected my decisions and gave me pieces of advice. A wise king indeed.

My parents have a children of five. Namjoon, Jin, me and my twin sister Ah Ra, and the youngest, Taehyung.

My phone from my bag buzzes and I look to see the contact name. I roll my eyes at this, and Jungkook notices. "Who's that?" He asks as I stand up. "Mom." I say, and look at Jimin who's eyes are already on me. "I'll be right back." I say to him, and he nods.

I walk out the classroom and head to a dead end with a window. I answer the phone call and answer with a disinterested face.

"What?" I ask with the coldest tone possible.

"How's school? Did people like you? Did you say anything about being a royal?" She asked and I sighed.

"Do you really think I'm that stupid? Of course I didn't tell anyone about me being a royal. And why woukd I care if people didn't like me?" I replied.

"Watch that tone of yours young lady. I'm your mommy-"

"You're my mother. You don't deserve the term, mommy. I'm not Ah Ra. I don't call you that and I won't ever."

"You're not Ah Ra. You're not a princess. You're a disgrace." She says which makes my throat get choked from her hurtful words.

"Tell me something I don't know." I say as tears form in my eyes.

"Okay then. Did you know Ah Ra got a perfect score in her test? Did you know Ah Ra won as best dressed in the masquerade ball you ran away from?" She says emphasizing about me escaping from that ball.

"Best decision I've made so far." I said as pride took over my voice.

"Best decision? Did you know how many times I had to lie to the Park royals that you weren't available?"

"Just leave that low class school and come back to being homeschooled! Heavens, you're so ungrateful!" She continues and I clench my fists.

This is the only place that makes me feel normal yet my mother wants to take it away from me. I finally met my first friends, Jimin and Jungkook and now she wants them to be taken away too.

"You know? I could've been loving you and calling you mommy if only you didn't throw such spiteful words at me. I'd be more of a princess if only you'd treat me the same as Ah Ra, showered with compliments. God, why am I even saying this to you who wont understand? I'm hanging up." I say, and hang up. I comb my hair with my fingers in frustration, as tears roll down my cheeks.

I throw my phone in anger on the floor, the sound echoing throughout the halls. It's always like this. My mother comparing, making me feel unwanted in a daily basis until I break.

I turn around as I wipe a tear on my face. I freeze in that spot, making me widen my eyes. I gasp in shock.

It's Jimin. Standing in place as his gaze pierces through me right in my eyes.