The Prince and the Maid: A Divergent Story

Ch. 3: The Lunch

Tobias POV:

I sit at a table outside on the castle with a girl named Lauren. She is just going on and on about herself. Then I see Tris come outside and starts cleaning our table.
I stare at her. Taking in her beauty.
She looks at me, and I smile at her. She blushes.
"Hey...um..you. What's your name?" Lauren asks Tris.
"My name is Tris."
"Can you go get me a glass of water?"
"Right away."
Tris scurries away.
I look at Lauren. She's pretty but I just don't like her. She's self-centered.
Tris comes back with the water and continues to clean up.
She picks up the things and gets ready to take them inside the house.
When she stops at the door, Will whispers something in her ear. She nods and walks away.
The bell tolls twelve thirty.
"Thank you Lauren." I say and rush away.
I walk down a narrow hallway and see Tris.
"Tris." I say.
She jerks and turns around.
"What are you trying to do? Give me a heart attack?" She asks me.
"Sorry." I say.
"What are you doing here?"
"I just wanted to see you."
"Well you've seen me. Now leave."
"Tris."
"Tobias, I can't do this. I have work."
She walks to my room.
"You kept it clean this time." She says.
She picks up the mop and head to the bathroom she puts on gloves and begins scrubbing.
I watch her.
When she's done she washes her hands.
"Tobias. Please stop." She says.
"I can't."
She sighs.
I walk to my bed and slip.
Tris looks like she wants to laugh.
"Aww. It really hurts." I say.
She rushes down the hall and comes back with ice.
She presses against the back of my head.
"Go ahead." I say and the laughing begins.
"Okay. I'm good." She says. "I have to go--"
"Stay. Please."
"Fine."
"Why do you insist on making me stay with you?" She asks me.
"Because I like you."
"Tobias. We can't do this. I am a maid and you are a prince. It won't work."
"Tell me you aren't the least bit attracted to me and I'll leave you alone."
She looks at me then looks away.
"I can't tell you that. I'm attracted to you." Tris says.
"Well then I can't leave you alone."
"Tobias. I should be leaving. It's getting late."
"I'll see you tomorrow."
"Tomorrow's my day off."
She smiles and then walks away.