We're All Sinners

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

I am a princess, so you must be the prince.

I heard that somebody was walking next to us. The sounds of footsteps on dry leaves and branches  woke me from the nap. I nervously looked around.

‘’H-halo?’’ I quickly got up of the cut tree. Nobody answered but the sounds got louder, which meant that the person was coming closer. 

I was very happy because I thought that it was one of the servants which Jess sent to find us.

‘‘Wow. Hi.’’ I heard a voice of a boy probably my age and turned around. He looked like an Abercrombie model; tall, tanned, muscular... And brown, carelessly arranged hair... He looked at me and still napping Chloe surprised. 

‘‘You’re our lifesaver!’’ I was so happy to see somebody in the woods because it got uncomfortable on the bough. I forgot that we were wearing only swimsuits which could be looking weird for him... Imagine going to the woods seeing two girls napping on a cut tree. But anyway, he was probably told about the whole situation so he should have been prepared.

‘‘You were lost... here?’’ That surprised me.

‘‘Well, I know that you probably know this terrain very well but we’re here for the first time.’’ 

‘‘Yeah, I think so.’’ He stared at me. ‘‘But seriously, what are you doing on my property?’’

‘‘Y o u r  property? We are here for the weekend, our friend Jessica Dylan invited us.’’ I was proud os myself but on the other hand I didn’t know who that guy was. He wasn’t one of her servants, I could see that.

‘‘Oh, you’re probably guests of that spoiled chick who has her ‘amazing villa’ in the neighborhood. I will take you there but first come to my house, I’ll give you some towels, it’s getting colder.’’ On one side I was mad at him because he looked at me like I was another ‘spoiled chick’ but on the other, he acted like a gentleman. I didn’t know if I wanted to shout at him or hug. I looked at him confused instead. 

‘’Oh.. Thank you.’’ I finally replied ‘‘That’s very nice.’’

‘’No problem but... Maybe you will wake your friend up?’’ He glanced at Chloe. I completely forgot about her! What did this guy do to me? 

‘‘Right.’’ I started to punch her on her shoulder. ‘‘Chloe, wake up!’’

‘‘What?’’ She mumbled.

‘‘We are coming out of here thanks to...’’ I realized that I didn’t know his name. 

‘‘Nathan.’’ He quickly replied. 

Chloe slowly opened her eyes. She probably didn’t believe in what I said or was still confused about everything after sleeping. 

‘‘Oh my God!’’ She jumped off the wooden ‘bed’ she had slept on. She looked at Nathan, who was the most handsome guy I’d ever seen, and believe me, I’ve seen many cute boys. Our school is the school of rich and famous. ‘‘You’re our lifesaver!’’ She said the same thing I said when I talked to him.

‘‘Okay, ladies.’’ He looked at, than at Chloe and than again at me. ‘‘Come with me.’’

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‘‘So how did it happen’ that you found us?’’ I wanted to know. It was weird for me because we were just exploring Jessica’s garden, got lost and some unbelievably hot guy finds us. 

‘‘Well, I was on a walk in my garden, like usual on that hour. I do it regularly in the morning and in the evening, just normal thing.’’

‘‘Wait, wait, wait... We were on a walk in Jessica’s garden so how it can be yours now?’’ I still didn’t get it.

‘‘That’s pretty complicated...’’ He glanced at me. I could see that he treated me like a little, stupid, spoiled girl. From that moment I knew that I have to prove him I’m a different person. I need to show him I’m not another Sasha, Jess or Lauren. 

‘‘You think I wouldn’t understand?’’ He didn’t say anything. He just stared on the ground while we were walking towards his house. ‘‘Yeah, thanks.’’ It was really sad to know that people take you as a spoiled girl not knowing you. I also looked at the ground for him not to see my sparkling from tears eyes. I quickly controlled it and looked good again. Being popular required hiding your feelings sometimes, especially pain.

Chloe is my best friend, she always knows if I’m sad or happy. It’s like we communicate telepathically. She destroyed the evil silence with her question.

‘‘Sooo, how old are you, Nathan?’’ I was so thankful for her in that moment. The nervous atmosphere was decreasing. 

‘‘I’m sixteen.’’ He answered shortly.

‘‘Oh, so you’re our age! ...’’ And than they talked about non-sense.