Bond Of The Twisted Souls

Etiquette

      We were told to wear nice dress-up clothes. I rub my eyes, yawning, too scared to sleep last night. It was just so traumatic to even shut my eyes. Maybe a shower will wake me up? I take a nice cold soothing shower to calm my nerves. Slipping on a black and white dress shirt, some black jeans, and my vans.

Mrs. Gallagher smiles at both of us as Connie and I walk down the stairs to the dining room. A lady that looked like she belonged in Bridgerton twirls around, smiling at us. "hello everyone, I am Ms. Withers and welcome to your second test the Etiquette Test" She must be joking... They're going to teach us manners?

These rich people are too much for me. She gestures, smiling. "okay ladies, now let's all sit at our table with grace. Everyone sits in their seat nice, and slowly. Where I just slump. Ms. Withers giggles softly., "oh silly Ana, that's not how a lady sits. " Is this woman for real?

           Ms. Withers clangs a piece of the gold silverware. To this diligent glass. Gesturing giggling clapping "now ladies, let's all remember we're ladies. We must have the upmost proper manners. " Yeah, now I know why you're single. I roll my eyes, twirling my fork around with my fingers. Ms. Withers points at me strictly trying to tell me to stop it.

The butlers walk in with our food. They sit in front of us. Taking the sliver shiny lid off the food. Bowing to us, walking away. This is hell for me. Literally hell. Ms. Withers smiling at everyone sitting up straight "now ladies let's not forget to cut our meat discreetly with no sound on our plates"

She walks around, smiling at all of us. Writing about how our table manners are. She walks over to Connie giggling smiling "such a great job Connie dear A+" Connie smiles "thank you madam" Then she gets to me sighing as I chew my steak loudly "now Ana dear that is no way to act. If you're ever going to get a man. They will not take to this light. " 

         Who says I want a man? I am too young for this shit. I just want to finish High School. But I can't when I am playing these stupid rich people's games. I shrug, slouching against my chair, looking up at her. "So what?" She sighs, frowning, "I'm afraid I am going to have to fail you. " Fail me, I don't care. All this is unnecessary to me.

She walks away from me, writing my score. Connie looking over at me, shaking her head. Con might want this, but I don't want it at all. I don't need to be pressured into having manners and wearing fancy dresses. It's not me, and I am not changing for anyone.

         Prince Jeremy comes in with Royce. Just when I thought my day couldn't get any better. Here comes the dogs of the palace. Ms. Withers giggles clapping "perfect just in time. Now ladies, please, one by one. Great, your majesty elegantly. " All the girls get up fixing their shirts, and hair smiling.

Oh, please spare me. They all take turns curtsying to Prince Jeremy, hearing 'your highness' repeatedly. Connie smiles, curtsying to him "your highness" It was my turn. I just walk up to him, rolling my eyes and gesturing "hi, or whatever"

Royce covers his mouth, chuckling and walking away. Prince Jeremy leaning down from his 6'3 figure, his lips to my ear, whispering. His British accent coming out like fine wine. "that's not the right way princess. " 

      Like I care what way was the right way! I look at him in disgust. Backing away, Ms. Wither glares at me snapping at me pointing "Ana Lewis! Do it the right way. What the hell is wrong with you?" She finally lost it. I smirk at her from over my shoulder. "damn Ms. Withers, that's not a very ladylike tsk. "

Ms. Withers looks at me, shook. Almost snapping her clipboard. Hearing Prince Jeremy smirking over at me, shaking his head "tsk precious" What the hell did he just call me? What is with all the cute pet names suddenly? Is this guy bi polar? 

One day he is cussing at me. The next he is calling me cute pet names. It's confusing the hell out of me. Easy, Ana old girl, don't let him get to you. That's what he wants. Just stay calm, and continue to walk away.  

Prince Jeremy's POV: 

       Ana god. She is just so. Ugh! I just want to pull her to me and kiss her. Her scent, her presence, is just so addicting. It's like a new drug I can't quit. I can't get enough of her. She is someone I want to always be around. She is like a bad habit. You shouldn't like that one habit. No matter how much you try, you can't shake that one habit.

I know I have to focus on all the other girls. Ana has my full attention. I know she doesn't want it. When the other ones just fawn all over me like dogs in heat. Connie would be perfect for me. I should pay attention to her, not Ana.

Her manners are so horrible. She disrespects everyone. She talks back. She is just so immature. Not Queen material. But god I want her. I want her so badly.