I'm a what?!???
I woke up with the sun beating down on my face. I tried to face the other side of my room and away from the light but I was awake and it seemed it would stay that way. Begrudgingly I stood up and quickly made my bed before heading over to my wardrobe to find clothes.
I decided on a blue skater skirt with a black and white polka blouse, completing the look with my black flats. Once satisfied that I was decent, I made my way over to my mirror to fix my hair. I twisted the strands into a side bun, leaving down a few strands to frame my face. I quickly did my makeup before opening my door and bounding down the stairs.
Drake greeted me with a hug as I made my way to the kitchen. He wore black khakis with a green tee that was just snug enough to embellish the muscles hidden underneath.
"You look so pretty," Drake whispered to me as I left him to give my dad a hug as well. I smiled to myself as they both eyed each other awkwardly.
"Happy Birthday!" They sang as they waved their hands in the air. How could I have forgotten my own birthday I scolded myself.
"I can't believe it," I said back to them. Drake walked to my side and casually swung his arm across my shoulder.
"Follow me for a second?" he asked, tugging on my arm. I nodded and allowed him to guide me to our front porch, sitting down next to him on our bench.
"I know today will be chaotic with your party later but I just want to remind you that I'm here, a-and I love you." The edge of his face turned a deep Scarlett and he wrung his hands together in his lap. My heart pounded in my chest and I bit my lip in embarrassment.
"Thank you Drake," I replied, unsure of how to react to his confession. He looked up at me, pulling me closer.
"Could i-i kiss you?" He asked, the Scarlett now covering every inch of his face. I gasped in surprise but nodded. He smiled before placing his hand around my head. We leaned in closer until our lips greeted each other in their own dance. The kiss only lasted a few small seconds, but as we pulled apart my entire face was tingly. Drake rubbed the back of his neck.
"That was actually my first kiss."
"Oh," I answered, secretly pleased. "I kissed my cousin when I was five." I admitted, remembering all the akward family gatherings we had because of that.
"I would like to think ours was superior," Drake teased me, winking my way. I laughed and shook my head *yes.
After that we just sat there, enjoying the new found electricity in the air. Drake said he loved me and while those words were so easy to say, my heart did not quite feel that way. Still my heart fluttered every time he smiled at me and I knew I definitely liked him, like alot.
Eventually we made our way back inside, trying to ignore the questioning glances of my Dad. I grabbed the last minute supplies and we headed over the Mansion where my party was being held. I think we invited the whole school.
The ceiling was decorated with blue and yellow streamers, and the entire floor was covered in balloons. To the corner of the room stood a table full of a variety of food.
"Guys, its perfect!" I gushed. My dad has never actually thrown a party before and I was very excited.
People began arriving a few minutes after we did, but I was waiting for a certain face to arrive.
"Willow!" I shrieked, running over to her side and pulling her into a hug. "You look beautiful!" I announced, eyeing her red dress that showed off her darker complexion.
"Girl you kidding, your stunning!" She pulled me into another hug before holding up a blue gift bag. "Here, open this now." She handed it over and I smirked as I pulled out a small leather journal, displaying my favorite bible verse.
"I love it so much," I told her, placing the book into my purse for safe keeping. "Wanna dance with me?" I asked, pointing to the open dance floor.
"No, go dance with your boyfriend!" she giggled at me, out stretching her finger in the direction of a very lost looking Drake.
"What about you?"
"I have my own man," she shrugged, pulling a very shocked boy next to her side. "Meet.... What's your name?" She asked whispering into his ear.
"Ummm Liam..." he replied.
"Yes Liam, see I am fine!" she said literally shoving me away.
"Okay," I smirked, walking over to Drake and taking his hand. "Wanna dance with me?"
"Yes, please!" I laughed at his reaction but pulled him out onto the floor. We danced for a few dances before I played hostess and walked around thanking people for coming. Sometime during then I also grabbed a slice of birthday cake and stuffed it in my face.
Around eleven o'clock the very last person had left and it was just me, my dad, willow, and drake.
"How was the Party?" my dad asked as I was going around and picking up scattered garbage.
"Amazing dad, thanks!" I smiled at him.
"We need to talk Em," he stated to me, any joy vanishing from his eyes. I frowned but nodded at him.
"About what?" I asked, wondering if I was in any trouble.
"I don't know how to say this so I just am gonna spit it out." he took a deep breath before staring straight into my face. "You and Drake have been promised to each other since you were five and Drake is actually a crown prince!" He smiled sheepishly and waited for my reaction.
My head swam with thousands of questions as I pondered over what the heck he just said. I thought he was confused, me and Drake were dating not Promised. What really got me was the whole crown prince bit. There was no way that part was true. I saw Drake standing next to Willow in the corner watching me with anticipation. I stomped over and stood before him with a hand in my hip.
"Explain!" I demanded.
So ooo she knows!!!! Honestly the next bit was a fun part to write and I know they sorta fell in love quickly but I kinda planned it that way so the next part makes more sense!! Also there are a few more characters I have yet to introduce and explain and I hope you fall in love with them just the same way I have!
If your excited to find out what happens please vote and comment!!!
Question: What age do you think I should make Drakes sister?
Spoiler: Yes he has a sister!!! ❤✌
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