Only in a Lifetime (The Prince and I : Sequel)

(19) Only in a Lifetime

Chapter 19

Jesse’s POV

‘Jesse, get up please. You have school,’ Alexia’s voice chorused into my bedroom. I could hear Kayda getting ready in her room through the wall.

‘I’ll be down in a minute,’ I shouted back as I brushed my covers off of me. I quickly took a cigarette from the drawers beside my bed then walked over to the seat beside my window. I really need to quit smoking. I took my phone from my desk and unlocked the screen whilst lighting the cigarette which was resting on my lips.

Kayda entered my bedroom then gave me a frown. ‘You need to drive us to school today,’ she told me as she sat on my bed. ‘Dad has to be at the palace earlier today, apparently Charles wants to put his lesson early or something,’ Kayda explained whilst trying to fasten her tie properly. I wonder why Charles is having his lesson early.

‘Fine then, now get out of my room or you’ll see me naked,’ I moaned before breathing in a puff of smoke. Kayda gagged teasingly as she watched me breathe the smoke out.

‘You’re gonna die, Jess,’ Kayda muttered as she left my room. I quickly typed a text to Charles which said “Morning beautiful” I use to do it all the time when Charles and I dated the last time.

I stood outside the first class of the day with Isabella and Austin. ‘Nice to see you again mate,’ Austin greeted as he smiled at me before pulling me into a brotherly hug. I hugged him back before stepping away.

‘So what have I missed?’ I questioned, I noticed I was getting a few stares from the other students but I decided I didn’t mind too much.

‘This schools a boring place, I don’t think you’ve missed very much to be honest,’ Austin admitted as Patrick walked over to us. ‘Heyup Ginge, Jesse’s finally came out of hiding,’ Austin told Patrick even though he was looking directly at me.

‘And he returns!’ Patrick exclaimed earning us a few more looks. Patrick crossed his arms then lent back on the wall. Our French teacher, Mr Jackson walked down the hallway before stopping by the door.

‘Mr Taylor, lovely of you to join us again,’ Mr Jackson said with a smug smile. ‘You have a hella lot of work to catch up with.’

‘Awesome,’ I said with a smile as I looked at him the same way he was looking at me. I’ve never been bothered about school, it’s terrible. I’ve never had to be bothered about school though. When I lived in America, my mom didn’t care how I spent my time. Now I’m in Driftwood, my dad cares, he tries to force me to school but he works in the palace so my future’s fine either way.

‘Starting with the cheek already,’ Mr Jackson complained as he allowed the class into lesson. I just smiled softly before following Isabella.

                Isabella and I were still sat in French. I was pulling faces at Patrick and Austin who were both sat at a desk on the opposite side of the room. We got split up for laughing too much. Isabella was messing around with my phone. ‘Charles just text you,’ Isabella whispered as she hid my phone under the table making sure Mr Jackson couldn’t see it.

‘What does it say?’ I questioned as I turned to face straight forward again.

‘He says that he is picking you up from school today,’ Isabella read out. I looked at her with a raised eyebrow before taking my phone away from her. I smiled at all the kisses at the end of the text before handing the phone back; it said exactly what Isabella had told me.

‘Text him back,’ I told her as I opened my French book to the page which was on the board.

‘Saying what?’ Isabella questioned, she looked clueless. I shrugged my shoulders as I began colouring the margin in my book.