FREEN SAROCHA'S POV
"What the hell was that all about???" Serena exclaimed after swiftly dragging me away from Rebecca.
"Was the princess really kissing you and so intensely? What is going on Freen? Talk to me." She looked more worried than excited which is unlike her
"Are you in some kind of trouble." She asked "tell me girl, cause you know I got you."
"Hmmmmm, funny you mentioned that. You ran away the first day The Princess came to the dormitory."
"Freen I'm being serious, is everything okay?" She asked concerned
"Yeah, everything's fine.
Remember that dude that was all up in her business? So she kissed me pretending that we're lovers so he would leave her alone." I explained.
The moment I said "kiss" the entire scene replayed in my head again.
Current ran through my blood stream and I couldn't help but gulp in saliva.
"And she kissed you like that?" Serena asked making the atmosphere even hotter. How can I be so stimulated by just a kiss?
And how can she kiss so well? I've had my fair share of kisses but none as intensifying as this.
All she did was kiss me, placing only one hand on my neck and my entire body was vibrating from her contact with my lips.
Is she a player? Did she attended some royal kissing class? How can she be so good? She's just eighteen.
"Freen... Earth to Freen! FREEN!!!" Serena shouted seeing me zoned out.
"I'm sorry what did you say?" I asked
"I said she didn't have to kiss you so provocatively when it's just pretense. Even I could feel the hotness of that kiss and I was standing far away.
Why would she do that to you? That is called sexual harassment. She's just as evil as it comes.
But are you sure you're alright? What were you thinking about that you couldn't hear a word I said earlier? You looked out of it."
Serena was disgusted by The Princess' behaviour so I couldn't bring myself to tell her how much I loved that kiss with not a single shred of regret
And also how it still remains in my head replaying itself over and over and over again.
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We partied till the early hours of Saturday before heading back to campus.
Serena and Brad dropped us off and drove off. And there I stood.
Should I go in? It will be just the two of us now. What would happen if I decide to go into that room with Rebecca?
What if she ask me to do something that I want to? Should I pretend not to want it or should I just go for it?
"Why are you still standing there? Come inside." Beckoned The Princess who was already halfway up the stairs.
I followed behind her feeling like she just invited me into her bedroom.
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The Way She Looks At Me •Freen&Becky•
FanfictionFreen Sarocha Chankimha has her entire life planned out like a fairytale. She has the perfect family and campus life, aspiring to become a successful writer. Not until The Princess, Rebecca Patricia Armstrong showed up in her school. Hatred blosso...