Why Me

James

Kiara's POV

I woke up in a bedroom.

It was very neat. I lay in a bed bigger than a queen size or king size a matter of fact.

I sit up .

At the same time a butler opens the door.

"Prince James is in your presence" he says and steps aside for someone to come in.

A boy about my age comes in.

he was tall, dark brown hair, grey eyes, and handsome. He wore tuxedo .

One word

Hot.

He comes to the side of the bed and sits. He feels my forehead.

" you feeling alright?" He asks. That voice. So soft so comforting.

" yes" I reply. He looks at me with those grey eyes.

" oh how rude of me" he starts " I'm Prince James but please" he puts a hand on mine.

" call me James" he says. I literally felt I was going to melt at his touch

" ok James" I managed. He smiles a warm smile.

Then it dawned on me.

"Where am I" I ask.

He grins and stands up.

" I'll tell you everything at dinner" he looks at his wrist watch. " in 2 hours. You should do what you need to do to get ready" he heads to the door.

Stops but keeps going and out the door.the butler nods at me and leaves closing the door behind him.

First things first

I go to the bathroom

And look in the mirror. I look good as new. Same clothes same everything.

That guy.

I touch the side of my neck. The bites gone.

I take a quick shower. Climbing out of the shower with only a towel I look in the walking closet. Their were only dresses.

Different kinds fluffy short long.

Shoes.

All different kinds of shoes.

It was like paradise.

I chose a dress that was longer than my knees but not to the floor,light blue, bits of sparkles there and here, it was sleeve less so the top tightened, the dress spread out at the bottom.

I wore white flat shoes.

Now to fix my hair.

I didn't do much just wore it down and put a white head thingie with a bow. I walk out and look in the biggest mirror I have ever seen.

I looked good.

There was a knock on the door. The

Butler walks in.

"Prince James is ready for you"