Never Quite Enough

Just Another Day

     Ouch! I wake this morning kinda groggy with a pounding headache. Normally I'm not like this I usually- Dun da dun dun dun da dun dun ding!  What's that noise? Oh shoot, my alarm. How long has it been blaring? This can't be a good sign for the rest of the day. I lean over to check the clock, waiting for my vision to clear up, the projection reads 11:15 am? Weird I guess I overslept. But- crap! I was supposed to meet dad at 9:30. Has the alarms been ringing all this time? How did I slept through that? Man I was on another level of smacked! Thank goodness it's Saturday.

     Besides I'm actually a good kid, I listen to and respect my elders, a genuine good guy. Except that's only in the daytime, I usually sneak out of the main city during the night to have some fun in the "Outwoods". Key words 'usually'. With Yazith, my arranged fiancé, in the picture I can't anymore. Before it was just and Amech against the world: partying hard, getting into trouble, and having fun. We used to do the craziest stuff outside the 'bubble'.  I don't think that'll happen anymore, though. Now and days I have to settle for going out to some club called 'SHUSH!' on the main city's inskirts. It's no where near as fun or invigorating as the Outwoods. I mean every year I'm able to do less and less runs. My dads super strict now.

     Snaching me out of my thoughts I feel a shift in my bed. It's odd because I don't remember bringing home a piece last night, I'm not that dumb, Yazith would have a fit. Still someones been clutching my chest from behind all this time so I roll back over to see who was in my bed, I can't see their face. I tug at the duvet and they respond with a little giggle, an annoying giggle. I'm not in the mood for games, I'm already late, plus it's extremely hot and bright in here. Who the heck opened the curtains? I tell them to close, then asses my new problem. Why is there a person steaming up my bed? I'd never bring anyone but Amech back with me. I'm uncomfortably hot so I decide to push the girl out of my bed onto the floor. She was getting way too comfortable, this is a setup for disaster. She grunts too loudly in a manly way, then whines. Fuck, was it was a guy!?!? No, impossible I could never party that hard, like ever. And looking at her body she's obviously a woman- this isn't important right now. I need to be getting ready.

     As I get up I wonder how's Yazith? I know that if I don't check on her she'll complain to my dad and I'm not up for a lecture. I hope she doesn't know I had someone else with me last night I'm not up for her crying either.  Anyhow I stepped over the girl still resting on my floor. How didn't she wake up from that? Back to my task at hand! I need to shower, badly. I step towards and into my master bathroom. I'm basically naked already so no stress in that aspect, quickly I strip off my briefs. I then head for my shower, waiting for the door to open I step in and the water runs water lukewarm. Nice! It feels good to wash that girl off of me, maybe? I don't think we did anything we both did have on our underwear, only I can't remember much of last night.

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     After about 25 minutes I'm satisfied with my results, and step out. I head to the mirror it's the ceiling to floor kind, so I can admire myself (I swear I'm not as conceited as I may sound). I look at my body. Taking myself in: I have a slightly more muscular body that the average 15 year old thanks to my high metabolism, I have mid-chest length light brown wavy hair and hazel eyes, my skins a golden brown color, I'm about 6 feet tall, pretty regal I like to think. I do hope I stop growing since it's annoying and I hate when people say I'm too big (specifically the adults, man can they be annoying). After throwing on my royal blue robe I head over to my sink and start to look at my face. I have been told that my face has a very exotic look. That's probably because my eyelashes are very long and dark, my lips are full with a rose-like tone to them, I have a strong jaw, and high cheek bones. It must be a personal opinion. I should really stop with this internal monologue, I must sound like the worst type of person!

     Enough with the self appreciation. I begin to floss, brush my teeth, and gargle. After that I lotion my face and body I head back out to my room. I scan it to see that the girl from earlier is gone maybe she jumped out the window? Hopefully that'd save me a lot of effort, briskly turning I head towards my closet to throw something on. Since I know I'm late for my dad's "chat"regardless. I check my phatch (a watch that projects a phone screen) and sigh. There's definitely no point in rushing now as it's 11:50. I step to the closet and wait for the door to open. I'm shocked to see a scrawny figure holding up some of my jeans.

     In disgust I say, "Why are you still here? ". She turns to me with owl eyes clearly shocked then slowly she squints them and says"Don't play dumb with me, you're the one that said I could stay here until I figured things out with my parents." My mouth hits the floor. Why would I say such a thing! She must be lying! But her face is stern and very serious. I don't understand how she's keeping her face straight. Maybe she's a professional con artists? There is no way I'd invite someone to stay here. Unless I was out of my mind that's it. She must've drugged me? Got me high? Where is her proof? No way would I agree to such a thing! My dad would kill me! Think..... How do I get rid of her???

     KNOCK !KNOCK!   "Young master are you alright? Who are you talking to?"
In that instant I froze. Why of all times did Maria have to show up. After a long pause she speaks again, "Young master if you are going to ignore me I'll have no choice but to open the door". I pale, damn it! She can't come in now, this girl is still here! What can I do! In a panic I turn to her and whisper yell, "Ok fine! I'll play your games but do not leave this room until I come for you!" She gives me a brief nod and I shove her behind a rack of clothes.

     I grab a tee and some sweats and head back into my main room, quickly running I throw myself onto my bed and fake sleep. As soon as I land I hear the beep from the door opening followed by footsteps. I then feel a light nudge on my shoulder, Maria leans forward and says to me "It's beyond time for you to get up," then I feel a hard slap on that same shoulder "and Giazerh I'm not dumb. I know full well that you're awake." I roll over and grin at her leaning up to kiss her cheek. "And a good morning to you too mother," I say.

     Except not really, Maria isn't my real mom she is my fathers second wife, or my stepmother, but she's like my own all the same. She's the only mom I've ever known after all. My real my died in the 100th heat, apparently she was a kind queen, but I don't know if that's true. People never speak ill of dead, she could've been a total bitch. I was deviated when I found out Maria wasn't my real mom, she married my dad I was two so never would've suspected. We look similar enough, and we have so much in common. We're pretty much inseparable!

     Back on topic, I push Maria off the bed. Ugly laughing when I realize that she's reenacting one of those corny 'I've fallen and can't get up' infomercials. I help he up and she pinches my cheeks "Ow! Mar I think they're gonna bruise? What if you damage my perfect face!?" She glares at me and bops my nose saying "Maybe it'll teach you some modesty," she says sassily. She then gives me a once over suddenly becoming serious saying "Do something about those clothes Giazerh your fathers waited long enough. Not only are you late but now you intend to make him look bad in front of his guests?" I gasp (*in Spanish*) and say "Maria these are my good jammies I usually sleep na-" "Stop! "she interjects, I don't even want to know..." I start to push her towards the door rambling off how "I'll be down in ten" and "to get out so I can get ready". When the door drops down and I hear her walk away I let off a huge sigh.

   Turning back to my closet. I try to ignore the girl, grabing a suit off the wall, a pair of pumps, and my rings. I then step to the in closet mirror to pull up my hair in a bun, adjust my suit, and spray on some cologne. I blink a few times and try to head out of my closet. The girl grabs my hand and mumbles something. I turn back to her and state "What is it now?" I'm not trying to be mean to her this situation is overwhelming and I'm in a rush. All she says is "We need to talk." I give her a snide look "No captain obvious we need to talk, but not now. I have somewhere very important to be, as you should know since I can tell you'd been ease dropping." I turn and head out of out my room. I head around the corner and down the west hall, I step in the lift and head down to the first floor. Taking a left I step to the grand door of my father's meeting room. I let out a breath as the door lowers, it's now or never. Here goes nothing.

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I decided to make Cykeem be Giazerh. I'm open to other character appearance suggestions as long as their hot I don't care. Anyway, I'm really liking this story, it's definitely headed in the right direction. Hope I'll get more, if any, readers. So, in the next chapter what do you think Giazerh's dad has to say? Who is this mysterious girl? Why is Giazerh so mean to her? Did her and Giazerh do anything? Who are these important guest the the king is seeing?