Jason E. Dean: {Fe}male, [the Lady Prince book 1]

Chapter 4 -Hi Seb, I'm Jason. The girl.

When we came back, my body was in pain. I crawled up the stairs, deciding to take a shower since I could practically hear the fabric slapping against my skin. I went into the bathroom down the hall from my room. Since Mr. Chandler said I was the only one located in this area of the house, I didn’t think much of going to the bathroom in only a towel. As I pushed the door open my heart froze.

I was now, definitely, in paradise.

I always had a thing when it came to bathrooms. I didn’t really care much about imposing homes, but a magnificent bathroom, on the other hand, was my opium. And Mr. Chandler’s bathroom was the bloody holy grail of bathrooms. I was fawning over the fact that he installed at least six different types of stone to line the faucet of the sink when I saw it. The gateway to heaven and every bathroom lovers’ bathroom porn was situated right in the centre of the room. The golden bath tub, with the raining ceiling.

“Bloody hell, I love rich people.” I muttered, dropping my towel to the floor and heading into the tub. I turned on the warm water and slid in, enjoying the feel of the bubbles below my back. I’m not sure who found who, but I knew the minute the Jacuzzi setting in the tub turned on that it was love. Pure, unadulterated love.

I moaned out in pleasure and sank lower into the bubbling pleasure holder. I was so entranced in my own mind that I didn’t hear the door open. Or the person move around the bathroom. Or when they pulled the blinds to reveal a rather happy me, until they spoke.

“Damn, sorry dude. Didn’t know anyone was in here.” Sebastian said, startling me. And then, for reasons unknown to myself, instead of sinking into the bath like a regular person, I attempted to stand. And then I remembered I was a girl with female body parts that might not have grown out, but were still there.

Sebastian’s eyes widened at my… exposure.

“Y-you… you’re a, a girl?” He asked as I slid lower into the tub. I shrugged.

“Yes. And what off it?” I asked him boldly. The surprised look on his face quickly turned to condescending one.

“Well, this is interesting.” He said with a smirk, “I’ll see you around, Miss.”  I watched him walk out then let out a breath that I had no idea I was holding.

“Well, they would have found out sooner or later.” I murmured, falling back into the bath.

About half an hour later, I was back in bed. The early morning work-out had finally caught up with me, and although I slept through almost the entire flight from London and the night before, I was still exhausted from it.

My body had relaxed and my mind was slowly drifting into Nevernever land when someone came into the room. I groaned aloud, refusing to open my eyes.

“So…” I heard Sebastian say. It took everything in me not to throw him through the window.

“What.” I said. I was hoping that the animosity I felt towards him for cutting my near sleep short was not showing.

“You are a girl?” He asked me. I peeked out at him from under the blanket Bellanova made for me at her needlework class.

“I don’t see how it’s a problem.” I told him. And I honestly didn’t. If they found out I was a girl, it didn’t change the fact that I came here to study, and that was about it.

“Well, what if someone is to find out?” He asked with that stupid smirk still on his face. I shrugged.

“It wouldn’t really matter.” I told him, rolling over on my side. Sleep was quickly coming back, and with a vengeance. I was not sure how long I would remain awake.

“Monroe Academy is an all male private school. You’ll get kicked out if they find out you’re a girl.” And just like that, my sleepy self vanished.

“W-what?” I stuttered. I came here for my education. That was about it. I really had no other reason to be here. And seeing as to how I had only just found the bathroom of the Gods, I really didn’t want to go home yet, either.

“Y-you’re n-not going t-to say anything, a-are y-you?” I asked, almost begged him. He gave me a look that could make a baby cry.

“Well, considering I don’t do anything for free, you could help me out a bit. You’ll make a perfect pet.” He said. I stared wide eyed at Sebastian. A p-pet? I was about to protest when he cut me off.

“And if you don’t do exactly what I say, someone from the administration might find out that there new student has been lying to them even before they got in.” He said without emotion.

“This is entrapment.” I told him. My heart was beating a mile a minute.

“What?” He questioned. The smug look never leaving his face.

“I said this is called entrapment.” I told him. He smirked.

“No, this is called blackmail, Princess. Entrapment is what cops do.” He said with a smile. I looked up as his face lightened with the look. “Well, Miss Dean, I’ll leave you to get back to your sleep.” Sebastian got up and walked towards the door.

I sat up on my bed, unable to fall back to sleep. The only words going through my head was, bloody hell.