Don't Leave Me Lonely

chapter 8

Flynn's POV:

After a long hour and a half of trying not to stare at my mystery girl and Julie in my ear, class finally ended. I walked briskly away from Julie as she chartered incessantly about something completely meaningless to me. I was debating on whether or not I should introduce myself to the new girl. It was more of a formality right? I mean I was the prince , it was my job to know a lot of the people I would rule one day. Yes, it was just a formality and not because I wanted to know her name and hear more of her voice.

I caught up to her in the hallway and hesitantly placed my hand on her shoulder. She gasped and whipped around and we were nose to nose. My heart beat so rapidly as I could see every color of the forest in her eyes. I could draw just these eyes later from the way they engraved themselves in my brain. I realized I was way too close and promptly backed up and cleared my throat. "Hello, I noticed you're new and I just wanted to introduce myself. I'm Flynn Lumely." I said politely, trying not to stutter as I was finally talking to her.

She seemed to snap out of a trance as she said "Oh hi, I'm Giselle Harper, it's nice to meet you." Her cheeks were flaming red and it made a smile grace my features at her obvious nervousness. I grabbed her hand on impulse and kissed the back of it. My cheeks became 100 degrees at how embarrassing what I just did was. I was just used to doing that when meeting someone new. She looked away from me as I was still holding her slightly cold hand. It felt small in my hand and I realized I couldn't hold it much longer without looking like a total weirdo.

"I-I'm sorry, it's a force of habit, being in London and all." I said quickly trying to make this not seem as bad as it was. She laughed awkwardly and assured me it was fine. "Well Flynn it was great to meet you, but I need to get to my next class. See you later!" she said departing from me as fast as she could. I sighed and laid my forehead against the locker that her back was just against. I just totally embarrassed myself in front of the most perfect girl I've ever seen.

I sighed to myself and realized I probably scared her off. Despite that awkward and embarrassing situation, I couldn't help to reminisce about the curve of her delicate hand in my palm or the slight coldness to it. I don't know how I could add that to her portrait, but I would try my very best to do it. I snapped out of my reverie as I realized the corridors were clearing. I hastily fixed myself and then headed to my next class.

The first half of the day dragged on until it was finally time for break which is when we eat. I wondered if Giselle needed someone to sit with, considering she is new and we don't get many new students around here. I trudged my way to the cafe for a bite to eat. People gave me stares as they always tended to do when I entered the room. At the beginning of high school, my peers used to fear me because of my status, but now they just respect me. As the prince, I really don't have that much power as parliament is the one who makes laws and all of that good stuff. My family is more just for reputation and position. I got into the line to get some food as I let my eyes sweep the cafe for the one person I really wanted to see. I didn't find her, but I did spot my best friend Blake. "Blake over here!" I call through the steadily filling cafe. He rushes over to me and pulls me into one of those weird American bro hugs. We converse quietly as we make our way to the front of the line. I wish I had turned my back five seconds later because if I had I would've seen my sister making her way over to Giselle.