What if there were no Romeo?

Chapter 2: Soft Caramel

          "Ahh where for art thou Juliet?" The handsome price Paris said. He had soft caramel eyes and wild brown curly hair. He looked around.

        "Paris I'm right here!" I said. Seriously this kid needed glasses or some contacts! I started flapping my arms in the air

          "Dude! Look over here! Do you see me? Hello! Heellloooo!"

          "Oh Juliet my love, you look so beautiful today. You look beautiful everyday." He moves in closer to me.  I take two steps forward and break the distance that surrounds us.

          "Oh Paris. I don't know what to say." He puts a finger to my lips.

          "There's no need to talk. Kiss me now and show me how you really feel" he leaned in and I leaned. Our lips were only whisks away.

          "Juliet! Juliet! I'm sorry but I'm going to have to ask you to go to the principles office if you want to sleep in class. That is just disrespectful and it will NOT be tolerated!

             Wha? It was only a dream a stupid cruel dream. But how much of it was? Oh god. I walked over to the principals office.

        "Ah yes Ms.Juliet. I just got a complaint that you were sleeping in class. Now I know you think you can do anything you want because you are royalty in this school but that's just not how I run things here."

            "Umm excuse me. This is my first time EVER getting in trouble and it was for sleeping! So you can cut the crap with me before I call my parents down here and get you fired! I am NOT a spoiled brat."

            He looked shocked. He just straightened out his suit and cleared his throat.

          "We'll ms. Juliet that's enough. I understand and I am very sorry"

         Yeah now that was more like it. I hated using my family's name to get my way but sometimes you just have to.

           I decided to not go straight back to class. I just wasn't in the mood for it. I walked off my campus and sat on the steps at the entrance. I took a couple deep breaths and closed my eyes.

          I heard the sound of someone coming up the steps. I sure hoped it wasn't a teacher because I would just end up in the same place I just left and skipping school would definitely get me in some sort of trouble.

              I thought of a quick escape plan or at least a good lie to tell if it was an administrator. I looked up and my breath caught in my throat. I completely lost my train of thought.

            Right in front of me was something incredibly beautiful. The type of thing you only saw in movies. He was....

            "Excuse me miss is this Verona high?" He snapped me right out of my thought bubble. His British accent was enticing.

         "Ugh yea this is. Are you here for something?"

             I felt like hitting myself in the head! Of course he was here for something. I mean duh! But why was I getting so nervous around someone I just met? I'm freaking Juliet!

         "Well yea" he bites his bottom lip slightly and I swear I feel shivers all over my body.

         "I just wanted to know where the main office was. You look like you go here" he gives me a once over. I hold my breath while he does it.

         "Yea just follow me this way." I lead him into the building and then to the main office. When we got there we just starred at each other awkwardly. I was the first to break the awkward silence.

          "I ummm should be getting back to class. So umm bye" I turned to walk away but he caught my hand. A bolt of electricity sprang through my entire body.

              "Can I at least have your name?"

             "Juliet... My name is Juliet"

            "Oh Juliet that is such a beautiful name.... for such a beautiful girl" I felt warm currents of blood sweep up to my cheeks.

             "We'll aren't you the charmer. Now what is your name?"

            "My name is Paris... Count Paris"

            " Oh Paris, my dear we've been expecting you." The schools secretary said scaring us both. She looked over at me and the smile on her face vanished.

             " Juliet shouldn't you be in class?" She added smartly.

             "Umm yes mam. I was just leaving." I gave Paris a weary look and walked away. Hey if it was not meant to be then well it was not meant to be. But as i walked away I took a small peek at him and he was talking but he still had his eyes on me. Those soft caramel eyes held my gaze until i snapped out of it.

             I made my way to my class. But all I could think of was Paris.