God Save The Queen

Chapter 6: Balls & Falls

***Amara's P.O.V***

*Trumpet Blares*

"I'm up!" I said shooting up. 

*Trumpet Continues To Blare*

"Oh my god! What is that and why is it doing that? I know I'm royalty I dont need a reminder!" I exclaimed in frustration from the loud, irritating noise coming from my alarm clock.

"Damn it! Why is my alarm set to this?!" I said to myself, realizing where the noise was coming from and quickly shut it off.

"I am going to kill you when I see you today Dean." I murmured, getting out of bed and heading towards the shower.

I had been getting up earlier everyday since that embarrassing entrance I made to my first class with Dean. My cheeks began to heat up just thinking about that day. I don't know how I could possibly seem anymore foolish than at that moment. I shook away the thoughts as I stepped out of the shower.

Why don't I have anything good to wear?! I have the largest wardrobe in the world (according to Alicia anyway), so why is it be this hard to find something to wear to class?! It's only math!

I ended up picking out my favorite pink skirt from Juicy Couture, along with a white trimmed short sleeve polo also from Juicy Couture. To top it all off I gave myself a quick spray of Viva La Juicy (my favorite perfume). I may or may not have an obession with this brand.

I really hope Dean likes it though... Otherwise this is all for nothing. Oh god what if he doesn't like me and thinks I am going overboard? I hope he doesn't think that... Oh well.

I grabbed myself something quick to eat on the way to class so I wouldn't have to rush. I took longer picking out an outfit than I would have liked. Then again, it has been like that for the last 3 days.

He is so amazing that I just can't help it. I mean, he is such a good teacher and he can be nice, like when he helped me laugh of my accident with the juice. I really can't help but like him, but somehow I just don't see this ending well for me.

***

I walked into the classroom to find something entirely different. It's like I stepped into a movie or something, that's what walking into today's class felt like for me. 

The desks were no longer there and the room was empty except for the sound system at the back of the room. I was suddenly very intimidated and turned around ready to skip today's class.

I am not having a repeat of the last time we have tried a "hands-on" practise. Hands on meaning actually acting out the lesson. But that was when Dean walked in wearing a tuxedo and holding one of those drycleaner bags that you would put a dress in... 

"Hello Amara! How are you today?" He asked as he walked up to me.

"Oh god. No. Please tell me we aren't dancing!" I replied panicking.

"Oh yes. And you are going to put on this dress." He said slightly chuckling as he held out the dress to me.

"No way. I refuse." I said shaking my head and backing away from him. He is insane trying to make me dance at all, let alone in a dress... He saw what happened with the juice! Imagine what could happen if I tried to dance!

"Well that's just too bad, there is a ball after the fashion show in two days, and you are required to attend. So you must learn." He said edging closer to me slowly. 

"Shit! Fine. You win. Just this once." I said angrily as I grabbed the dress and stormed off to the nearest washroom to change. So much for my outfit.

***

I walk back into the class room wearing the floor length gown Dean gave me, only to find the room empty again. Fed up I went to a mirror to see what the dress looked like.

It was gorgeous. It was strapless with a sweetheart neckline. It was black at the top and beaded at my waist. Then the dress looked like it flowed down like a waterfall as the dress was light blue beneath the beading. It was the prettiest dress I have ever worn.

"Amara, good your dressed now if you could come over here so we can get started please." Dean said coming through the door and heading to the stereo. 

I slowly, nervously walked over to him, scared of what would happen next. He turned around about to say something but stopped almost immediately when he fully saw the beautiful dress. I slowly began to blush as he looked up and down the dress as if in amazement.

"Y-you look so beautiful." He murmured as the ballroom music began to play in the background.

"Thank you." I managed to let out as he bowed and held out his hand to me.

"You're welcome. Now, I'm going to show you the first steps of the traditional ballroom dance, so take my hand and place your other hand on my shoulder and follow my lead." He said as I placed my hand in his.

Then he began to lead me around the ballroom, it was confusing trying to keep up with him without messing up. I don't understand how he wasn't frustrated with me, I stepped on his feet countless times. At one point I somehow managed to kick him in the shin.

We danced through numerous songs but I still couldn't get it right and I was starting to get fed up. Then on one of my spins I tripped and fell. 

"SHIT! Owwwww!" I yelled out as the back of my head hit the floor, luckily not as hard as I thought it would. Damn, why did this always happen with him.

"Amara! Oh my god! Are you okay?!" Dean exclaimed as he rushed to my side.

"My head, it hurts so much!" I squeaked as tears began to roll down my cheeks, and not because of the pain.

He gently left my head and placed it in his lap and began to stroke my hair. "Sssh. You will be okay Amara, the pain will fade." He said trying to comfort me.

"That's not why I'm crying you idiot! I can't do this anymore!" I said sitting up as I began to sob harder. Then, he did something I wouldn't have expected in a million years, he pulled me into his arms and held me tighter than anyone ever has.

"What do you mean Amara? It's just a dance, of course you can do it." He said.

"No, I can't be a princess. It's just not in me, I'm not meant for this." I cried.

"What? That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard. Of course you can be a princess, it's in your blood. Not to mention, that you are very strong and independent, just like a true royal. You just need someone to teach you how to embrace it." He said while wiping away the tears from my cheeks.

"Are you sure? I just can't help but feel like I'm going to let everyone down." I told him as I began to calm my sobbing.

"Of course I'm sure. You are amazing, and everyone is going to love you." He said looking right into my eyes. It was piercing yet soothing and I immediately calmed down and just looked back into his eyes.

"I think you're the amazing one Dean." I said bravely, wanting him to see how much I like him.

"Thanks for the compliment but I believe it's time we move on to the next lesson, don't you?" He said as if waking from a haze. It was at that moment that I knew he didn't want to be with me. 

So, we then moved onto the next lesson on how to behave in a ball.

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Hey guys, so I'm sorry I haven't been able to update recently, things have just been getting very stressful. I have like a million projects to do so I got distractted, lol. I will try to update a.s.ap. :)

Have a goodnight sweeties