euphoria
(n.) a feeling or state of intense excitement and happiness.
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Being a princess meant being perfect. There should be no flaws. You must sit correctly, stand correctly, know which fork to use and most important of...
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What was wrong with me? What had possibly taken over me to say that to Jake? I was pacing around my room with the door shut. I must have been out of my mind. It didn't help with the fact that that he had stared blankly for a few seconds and then laughed it off.
Actually now that i think about it maybe it was good that he laughed it off. It was less awkward. But it was still embarrassing for me. This wasn't good, i needed a distraction. I tried settling down and reading a book but it wasn't helping.
I decided to bake. It always helped me as a distraction and it was a good thing Jake was in his room, probably asleep.
I made my way to the kitchen in my robe nightgown as well as slippers. It was slightly chilly since it was later in the night. I tied my hair up and washed my hands and decided to make cookies.
I couldn't bake as much as i would have liked in the castle because mother was always restricting my diet, i knew i was a good baker though because i would catch her eating them mostly.
Everything was going great until i couldn't find the brown sugar, i had checked everywhere except the top cabinet. It had to be in there. I placed one of the bar stools and stepped onto it to look inside the cabinet. I was right, the sugar was inside.
I took it out and just before i knew it i was losing my balance, the bar stool had slightly shifted and i expected to fall but instead i felt an arm around my waist.
I opened my eyes as a few hairs fell against my face. It was Jake. I could feel the warmth of his touch seeping in under my satin robe. He looked different, his hair was slightly damp and he was in a white t - shirt and grey sweats.
I patted him on his shoulder, "good catch, thank you." He soon let me down and i returned to making my cookies; the distraction only slightly working now.
"what are you baking?" He asked, curiously as he sat down opposite me.
"cookies." I said while mixing the batter, "they're for the picnic tomorrow."
"your going on a picnic? With who?"
"well i don't really have any friends." That wasn't a comforting thing to say aloud, "so myself."
"oh and me, am i not your friend princess?" He asked as my back faced him, i was getting the baking paper ready to put the cookies in the oven.
I was too occupied with the cookies and didn't know what to reply to him. I put half of the batter in the fridge and the rest in the oven. After putting them in the oven i began washing up.
Jake had come next to me, "give it to me." He said trying to wash up.
"No it's okay i can do it I looked up at him for a brief moment and he smirked. Before i knew it i felt a sprinkle of water against my face.
I gasped, "did you just throw water onto me?"
"maybe?" He said, leaning against the counter. I took this chance to get him back and threw some water at him.
"hey now my hairs all damp again." He said trying to stifle a laugh as i narrowed my eyes. I finished washing up and dried my hands. "oh i have something for you." He said while heading out of the kitchen and signalling me to follow him.
"I wanted to give it to you before but we got to occupied with other stuff." He said as we headed into his room, his room was opposite mine and it was different than what i had expected.
"wow your room looks cool." I said in awe as he smiled and reached for something inside his drawer. It was wrapped up in a black organza bag. He handed it to me and i opened it up.
It was a matching necklace that went with the bracelet i had brought. I gasped lightly, "it's so pretty." I said admiring it, "when did you even have time to get this."
"i brought it just before he went. Shall i put it on you?" He asked. I nodded my head and handed him the necklace. We were standing face to face to each other. I lifted my hair away as he stepped closer to put the necklace around.
His soft breaths hit my face as his fingers trailed against my skin. Time had felt like it was moving slower. My cheeks became obviously pink as he moved a little closer to attach the clasp. I was pretty sure he noticed my blushing.
He smirked, "you know, we could be this close to each other in other ways?"
