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I awoke to the sound of Prisha and Ramisa breaking our floor. “Ugh..What are you guys doing..?” I yawned. My earphones had fallen out while I was asleep which explained why I could hear them so well. “KING AND QUEEN HAVE BEEN ANNOUNCED!!!” Prisha nearly screamed, breaking my eardrum. “And?” I pursued, “It looks like Suwida is Queen and Sultan is King!”
A soft chuckle escaped my lips as I watched their faces turn from happy for Suwida’s name to disgusted to Pluto and back by Sultan’s name. “How could THIS creature become King!?” Prisha questioned to no one in particular. “Could be worse.” I shrugged, “Yeah,” Ramisa cut in, “could’ve been Adi.” “Or Mhatre.” Prisha glared at me with bloodshot eyes while I just grinned. “Well, let’s go congratulate them before the boys bombard them shall we?” I advised, earning a nod from both of my friends.
We headed over to the girls’ dorm first, knocking on the door but Maria told us that Suwida had received a call and had gone to pick-up her crown. We nodded and made our way over, passing our thanks to her as well.
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”Suwida!!” Prisha called out to Suwida. She was dressed in all red from her head to toe with a beautiful silver tiara on her head. It was encrusted with jewels but I doubt them to be real. She ran over to us. Woah...she looks prettier up close.
“Hi Girls!” She greeted, “ ‘Morning!” We chimed in sync. She really did look stunning last night, no wonder she received the crown. Wait..where’s the Kin— “IM SORRY IM LATE!” Sultan. He ran in panting, dirty-blonde hair pasted on his forehead with sweat.
Sultan barged in with his gang of friends who had luckily woken him up in time for the ceremony. He came up to us at the podium and earned his crown. “Ah, yes! I am KING!!” He claimed, leading all of us to facepalm either mentally or physically.
“Sultan get down from there.” Mr.Calibre piped up, where did HE come from??? I laughed, Mr.Calibre is Sultan’s homeroom so it was understandable that he would have to be the one who gives orders.
We watched as our silly friend proceeded to step, slip and fall down the podium steps. All the while still holding his crown upon his head. This one I swear, only greedy I thought. He really is a wonder though, he’s good-looking and all but his personality is that of a hillbilly. Oh well.
Suwida walked over to help him out. “Seriously, Sul you need to be careful!” She scolded, Sultan rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly, “Heheheh, sorry my Queen...” he mumbled the last part but it was still coherent to us, especially Suwida. She blushed slightly, “Thanks” a soft whisper came from her to him as they left the main hall.
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