Once a Princess, always a Princess

Chapter 4

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Chapter 4

The next day, the school was abuzz with talk of the previous nights party. I wanted to have been there so much, it was an experience I wasn't willing to miss and rules or no rules I was determined to find out how one way or another I could get to one.

As I walked down the corridor Bella ran up to me and almost caused me to drop my books, luckily she stopped herself just in time and my books were saved from being damaged. She had a bright smile on her face and her eyes where lit up excitedly.

"The party was amaaaaaazing, you have to come next time." She gushed jumping up and down on the spot like she was high, which by the looks of it was probably true.

"I think you drank a little too much last night." I stated raising my eyebrows at her questioningly.

Her eyes flitted to the ground as she looked guilty like a little kid found stealing from the cookie jar.

"Maybe." She said innocently, shrugging her shoulders.

I laughed, "Aren't you suppose to get a hangover and be all moody, not as happy as Larry as you are?"

"Meh." She replied. "Hangovers are for losers, but I'm probably still drunk and the hangover will probably hit me later." She explained a slight frown on her face before she perked back up again.

"So when are we going shopping?"

Huh?

Oh yeah, I promised her I'd take her shopping, didn't I?

Oh dear.

It wasn't that I didn't like shopping, in fact I loved it, but it's not exactly just a normal trip for me. A billion flashing cameras blind you as you enter a shop, if you can even make it that far. It's more likely that you get ambushed on your way in by tv reporters and the press.

"Whenever." I said with a half fake smile, it was hard to tell whether I was worried or excited about the trip.

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The cold breeze blowing across my skin would of woke me if it hadn't of been for the insistent prodding of my cheek.

I squeezed my eyes shut tightly together then slowly opened them squinting against the sun that was beaming through my window. I looked up to see a smirking boy staring over me, his hand near my cheek his finger pointing, almost touching my skin.

Huh?

I'm sorry why is he in my room again, prodding me awake? And why so early, I must look I right state, I never was a morning person.

Hang on a minute, why do I care if he sees me looking gross anyway? I quickly pushed all thoughts of me caring away.

I groaned and rolled over on my bed, my skin now almost touching his as the only way to give my back to him was to roll towards him. I could feel the heat coming from his muscled arm and it freaked me out, why was I so close to my enemy.

Now in this situation, rolling of the bed seemed like a much better idea. My floor actually looked pretty comfortable, not to mention annoying idiot boy free and at least down there there wouldn't be an evil prodding monster.

Or, I listed my options in my head, I could shove him of my bed. I mean who even gave him the right to lie on the other side of my lovely huge bed.