To Be Different

Chapter 12.

Okay.

I took off my shoes too when Paul took his off.

The floor was a little bit cold but I didn't mind. The house was too beautiful.
And huge.

Who cleans it?

I follow him to another elevator which takes us into the king's castle.

Everything was designed exactly with glory and status.

"Mr. J..." Paul stops the maid from talking by grabbing her mouth.

I watch off guard.
She stares at him surprised too.

"It's nice to see you too Matilda."

"Well it's definitely not " she tells him hitting his shoulder in a playful way. "You started with trying to kill me."

I try to suppress my laugh at the action.

"This is Jessica!" He tells her laughing a bit too. "She's my friend."

Matilda gives me a once over. Although she looked in her late fifties, she could still make out the difference between me and girls that deserve to be Paul's friend.

"Very innocent." She says.

We exchange a few words and we live her to Paul's room.

His room is exactly neat like the way I expected it to be.

"Who's house was it when you made a party?" I ask him curious.

It was a mansion too, just not this huge and fancy.

"Mine." He says simply..

He must be really rich.

His room is shiny polished. Paul hates dirt.

It's also really huge. A king-size bed in the middle and white cupboards taking up all the space on the wall.

In the corner is another big shelf of books and the other corner are musical instruments.

Everything about this boy us just too good to be true.

I feel his gaze on me and he looks away quickly.

"You need to to get ready. We don't have much time left."

I look at him confused. I was in my grey leggings and white baggy shirt already.

I didn't come with clothes.

He smiles. "I meant, you need to mentally prepare yourself. You're going to meet my father and hundreds of guests."

What?

"W-where?" I stammer as I ask him.

He takes my hands in his large one's. They fit so perfectly it's like they are meant for each other.

Shut up, Jessica! He doesn't like you.

I lift my eyes to meet his.

"I'm going to show you a part of me that no one knows. Not even my bestfriends. Only my family."

I nod. I feel butterfly's in my stomach as I look in his eyes.

I wasn't special.

Why was Paul making me feel like that?

"I'm taking you to the dressing room first. Let them dress you up. They will escort you to me." He says softly.

"I... I'm just..I .."

He places his finger on my lips. "Don't be nervous. Just be confident."

His warm smile and beautiful voice calms me down.