NOVEL EP6 (Patreon)

Kade 

I need to stop. The minute I heard her breathe out “Prince” like the foolish teenage girl she was, I began to feel a little better about myself. It was a name she gave to me while we were in the prime of our bickerings. She had made fun of my pants. I remember being mad at her for a whole week about it. It was just some replaceable pants, but I think I bought five more that looked the same and paraded around her in them.

“You’re just jealous that I have pockets and these are nice pants.”

“You’ve worn these for a week already, how do you not stink?”

“I bought five more.”

“What are you, a Prince? You’ve got money to waste?”

“Wasn’t that obvious already?”

“You’re going to grow out of this pants phase and then regret all the money you’ve wasted!”

“Who says?”

I did grow out of the phase. Ripped jeans aren't always the best article of clothing to parade around in the colder months. However, I did make sure to flaunt more of my wealth in front of her. I once spent a good few minutes spinning my new phone around. It ended up kissing the floor in a violent death.

“I—” I sighed out. “I can replace that.”

“No, really?”

Later on, at our group project, she sent me the link to a phone along with a thumbs up and ‘this won’t shatter.’

And when I did get it, she threw a new case at me, all jeweled up with a crown and PRINCE printed obnoxiously below it. I think I had started laughing aloud in the middle of the hall and we had to duck into an empty classroom to bicker about it.

But… We aren’t friends.