by sarah faith
Rubbing my forehead, I thought of all the things that had led me to this very moment, all the months. They seemed like years now; molding together into what seemed a doomed life. Then I met Arianne. My heart picked up at just the thought of her, and I couldn't help but smile. She was so interesting, so very different. I loved it, and everything else about her personality. Well, I must say her stunning beauty did a fantastic job of encouraging my affection along as well.
Suddenly, hearing a door open from afar, my thoughts were gripped back to the present, and I realized that class was over as students boringly shifted into the courtyard. I stood up and was looking for Arianne when a random guy walked by me then, curiously, backed up. I made eye contact with him, and he was at least a half a foot shorter than me. Being 6'1, this wasn't the thing that surprised me
"Hey." He said, offering a strained high pitched voice at me.
"Hello." I offered back. I decided to take in his appearance, and then instantly regretted it. He was wearing a neon pink dress shirt with a tacky sweater vest over it. It was plaid, with black and light blue lines going randomly across the material. His hair was neatly parted to the side, and way too much gel held it in place. "See ya 'round." He said suddenly, after looking me up and down. Then, to my astonishment, the man winked at me grinned, then walked away with a little bounce.
My jaw dropped. I had never been hit on by a man before! Where I came from, everyone knew who I was and never had I even encountered such a person. My shock must have been apparent because Arie, who had ruthlessly snuck up on me, voiced her wonderful opinion.
"You've never been hit on by a guy, huh?" She said a smile in her voice.
My eyes whirred away from the bouncing man, and onto Arie's perfect face. Lord, she was beautiful. "How did you know?" I finally voiced. She smiled at me, and a part of me erupted.
"I saw the whole thing walking over here." Arianne giggled. "I've never seen a jaw drop more."
It was my turn to laugh, and I did. The ice was broken in this conversation, so I felt myself relax. I saw her do the same, and that cheered me.
"So, why did you ask me to meet you here?"
I didn't know what to say for a moment. The truth was I didn't have a reason. I just wanted to spend some time with her. So I just said, "I thought it would be nice to get to know you a little better you are the only person I know here, so far."
She blushed. "What about your roommate and that guy that was with you; where is he?"
I thought it was cute that she turned her head to look around and smiled. "I haven't met my roommate yet. He hasn't been there since last night and Jameson, the guy with me, he, uh has something else to do right now." I hated lying to her about having a roommate, but it technically wasn't a lie about Jameson he WAS doing
other things right now.
'Yeah, spying on you.' My conscience nabbed, but I shook it off.
Arianne seemed to notice that I wasn't being completely honest with her, because she gave me a funny look, and then wrinkled her nose. OH MY LORD that was cute!
"Alrighty, well uh, I'm going to get my lunch now."
"Ok." Did she want me to come with her? "Do you want me to go with you?" Arianne smiled. "If you want."
"Always."
Someday My Prince Will Come : Chapter 5
Arianne
'Always' he said to me, then we both started walking to the cafeteria. I was excited for so many reasons right now! First, today was Thursday, and this meant the best tacos in the history of cafeteria food! Second, there was this uber hot, fine, nice, polite, tall, gorgeous, fine guy walking with me, WITH ME, to get lunch could this be considered a date!!?!?
My excitement must have shone, because during the walk Freddie kept looking at me and smiling. Whenever we made eye contact, I saw the twinkling of a question there; he was wondering something about me. "What?" I finally asked, convinced that my cheeks were the color of apples.
"What, what?" He teased.
I laughed. "Why do you keep looking at me? Oh, Gosh is there something on my face?" I inwardly slapped myself for being so stupid, and lifted my hand to clear anything off
"No!" Freddie said quickly, catching my hand in mid-air. I stopped walking, and so did he.
Like a fire, his skin was burning my hand. The heat seemed to intensify as he clung to it, letting the feeling travel up my neck and into my face. I must have been the color of scarlet, right now. Curse my blushing problems! I looked at his hand, still attached to mine and then to his face. He was looking at his hand too, as if something was happening to him. He then shot his eyes to mine, and smiled.
"No, you're face is fine. It's perfect."
Oh my Lord. I ripped my hand away from his, and made myself look like I hated it. Crap. My eyes shifted nervously to the ground, and I started to walk again. He followed, and for a moment there was silence. I decided the best I could do was to pick up where we left off, so I did.
"So, if my face is fine," I stumbled over that word, "Then, why do you keep?"
I couldn't finish my sentence! I felt like such a retard! Why couldn't I just collect my thoughts around him like I did with every other guy?
Surprisingly Freddie laughed, and I found myself breathing again. I still couldn't believe he was still around. "Because. You look so confused and excited at the same time. I guess I'm just wondering why. How did you know I was wondering anything?" He asked, subtly.
How did he know I was confused and excited? Well, okay, maybe it was obvious but still! He seemed to know everything about me, by just looking into my eyes!
Note to self: Avoid eye contact with wonder man. "Well, I admit I am confused"
"Yes!" He interrupted, bringing his elbow in toward his stomach. "Score!"
I laughed, then added "But I really can't understand at ALL what you mean by my being excited" Freddie laughed aloud, obviously not believing my attempt.
"What?" I asked his laughing becoming contagious. "Why would I be excited?" "I don't know. You tell me."
"There's nothing to tell." We reached the cafeteria and he stepped forward to open the door for me. He paused before he opened it and got a mischievous look in his eyes. "I highly doubt that."
I grinned and pushed past him. How he knew those kinds of things about me, I didn't know. But there was one thing that I did know, I liked it.
Someday My Prince Will Come : Chapter 6
Chapter 3
Arianne
That lunch with Freddie was the best lunch that I've had with anyone in years! Although limited to about an hour and fifteen minutes, we had the most amazing conversation. Freddie and I talked about everything, and nothing. It never felt so good to talk to anyone else in my entire life. I was getting up when Freddie suddenly stopped me and told me to wait. He came around table, took my hand, (which lit fireworks through my pores, just so you know!) drew it up to his perfect mouth and kissed it. I almost melted before looking like an idiot and bolting away! But the best part, he lived right across the hall!
Freddie
I watched the sway of her adorable hips as she walked away from me. I could still smell the scent of her skin in my nose. It was a delicious type of smell. Like sugar and roses. I loved it. I couldn't help but kiss that delicate little hand. At first, I was just doing the customary thing that I ALWAYS did in my country, but in a flash, I remembered America, disregarded it, and kissed her anyway. I found myself wanting to do this over and over and over again, and I really had to control myself to not run after her, carry her into my arms, and then whisk her to my room.
Arianne
The next day, was one of the worst days in my life. (Or so I imagined) I had thought from now on, things would be picking up around here; I had someone to talk to for once, my grades were amazingly good, my volleyball team was undefeated so far and did I mention? I was falling in love with an amazing man! Freddie and I had decided to do something today. He, again, gave me that lame excuse about not knowing anyone around here. I pretended to believe t
hat, but deep down inside I really hoped he liked me the way I loved him! Ever since that kiss yesterday at lunch, I couldn't think about anything but Freddie.
We agreed to go out Saturday morning. It really wouldn't take me long to get ready. It never did. Freddie and I agreed that I would meet him in his room. He said he had only seen his roommate once, and so it would be fine for me to just walk in.
So 8:45 came, and I was ready to go. I had decided to dress up a little bit. Dark wash jeans and a cute dark red blouse. Hey, it was dressed up for me! Like I said, I wasn't here on daddy's credit card. I really didn't mind though. Living simple was easy for me; of course, I wouldn't mind being filthy rich. Nobody would, right?
I checked myself in the mirror quickly before going out. My hair was down and I decided to give it a slight curl. My eyes were lined with some dark brown liner, and the mascara I wore highlighted my hazel eyes nicely. Cover girl rocks! A soft pale lip gloss was applied lightly to my lips. I had no idea why I was dressing up so much; and I had no idea why I cared right now.
Finally accepting the way I looked, I made my way to my door. Here we go. Freddie
It was about 8:40 and I was dressed, ready to go, and waiting for Arianne, when I heard a knock on the door. Wow. Early and everything! I liked how she never kept someone waiting. However, when I opened the door, I found that it wasn't my darling girl standing in front of me
"Hellllllo." A high pitched slurred voice greeted me. Here in front of me, stood this drunk, busty, blonde. She smelled disgusting; beer, vodka, other things, I don't even know! All I did know is that she smelled bad and I wanted her out of here.
"Can I do something for you, miss?" I asked cordially. Even though she honestly looked like a slut in that dress, I still needed to be nice. I'd met worse people, I supposed.
"Where's Tiff?" She asked looking me up and down. "Not here."
"Well, well, well, what's your name handsome?"She grinned and took a step closer. Then, she stopped, seeming to change her mind. "Do you have any water?"
I sighed. I wish I didn't, but I just couldn't seem to be rude to this annoying girl. The way I was raised, I supposed. As a prince, you were nice to everyone. No matter how much they wanted to kill you, or how slutty
they looked. Maybe I could sober her down enough so she wouldn't bother someone else as much as she was me.
I led her into my dorm, un-occupied except for us, and opened my fridge. Hm. No water there. I was starting to become irritated and I looked at the clock. 8:45. Arie would be here any minute and this girl needed to get out. Stench, or not.
I whirled around and was about to tell her to get out when she grabbed my face and kissed me; hard. At first I didn't breathe; too shocked to move. Then I snapped out of it and put my hands on her waist, to push her away. At that moment, I heard my door open and a soft gasp. The girl finally stopped kissing me and hugged me tight, her face
away from Arie's stunned one.
"Oh my gosh." Was all she said, her face torn in pain and disbelief. Without another word, the gorgeous girl turned from my doorway and entered her room with the slam of a door.
Rage poured through me. First at this crazy slut, and second at the now dimming chances of getting with Arianne!
"Get out of here, now!" I almost screamed at the girl, pushing her out.
"Fine, you don't have to get all pushy!" Suddenly she started laughing hysterically while walking down the hall.
All I could think about was Arianne at this moment. Man! I must look like the worst person right now! And I didn't even kiss that whore back!
I knocked on Arianne's door firmly, hoping that she would let me explain. "Go away!" I heard faintly.
"Arianne, no, look I'm so sorry, please let me explain!"
She yelled something, and I heard her perfectly but decided to fake being deaf so maybe, just maybe she'd open the door.
"What?" I shouted.
Again, she screamed the same line of words but again, I denied it. "Say again? I can't…Open the door or talk louder!"
I heard pounding footsteps coming toward me, and inwardly I was proud of myself for conniving such a plan. However, this was not the case at all. Arianne stopped at the door and screamed even louder, the same words for the third time.
"Leave me alone, or I'll call the police for harassment charges! Don't come near me ever again, did? YOU? HEAR? ME?"
Whoa. I almost laughed out loud. The capacity of those lungs on such a fragile seeming woman amazed me. Again, I pleaded with her, wanting to open the door myself, but my hand resisted. Disrespect would get me nowhere; especially now. Nevertheless, not giving up, I decided to try another approach.
"I'm going to stand here until you come out, Arianne." I smiled as I almost heard the steam coming out of her ears.
"Fine. Rot there for all I care. Maybe your girlfriend can keep you company." She spat at me through the wood that separated us.
At this, I laughed. Don't ask me why; she amused me when she was mad. I could almost bet that her cheeks were red and her sweet lips pouting. I leaned my hand against the top of the door frame and sighed. "You have to come out sometime, hun. Can't live in there forever."
"Don't talk to me." She said (quieter), and then I heard her footsteps walking away from the door.
I sighed again. What compelled me to stand here and wait for this girl, was beyond my comprehension. And so I waited. I waited, and waited and waited. It was about 10:30 when I finally heard movement near the door. My back hurt, my neck ached, and I really had to pee, but I convinced myself not to move from this spot until she came out.
"Are you still there, Freddie?" A sweet, soft voice echoed through the door.
"Mhm." I moaned. I hoped she didn't hear me so she'd have to open the door. Arianne sighed. "It's been two hours. Just leave."
"No." I pretended to pout.
"How much longer are you going to sit out there?" It was funny to me that she could be so mad, and then be so sweet like that to me. Well, I guess she did have a while to calm down
"Forever. Give me a chance."
"No! Have fun with the floorboards. Maybe you can make love to them too."
"Arie!!!" I pleaded, as her footsteps faded from me. My shoulders slumped when I realized she wasn't going to be giving in anytime soon. Why was she so stubborn!? That made two of us. And that meant more waiting, more pain. Arrrgh.
Someday My Prince Will Come : Chapter 7
Arianne
Good grief, he was still there!!! I was certain that this new found obsession with driving me crazy wouldn't last this long what compelled him to sit on the cold floor boards was more than I could fathom. It was around 10:30 and I didn't hear any movement outside the door like I had for the past two hours.
"Are you still there, Freddie?" I asked when I reached the door. "Mhm." I heard him moan. I sighed, and closed my eyes.
"It's been two hours. Just Leave." "No." He whined. Oh, what a baby!
"How much longer are you going to sit out there?" Like it or not, I was starting to feel sorry for him. I couldn't imagine the pain that he must be feeling right now in his back. Those floorboards were pretty un-forgiving. "Forever. Give me a chance."
Anger surged through my veins. Partly because I knew that I wanted to give in, and partly because he thought I would give him another chance!
"No!" I replied forcefully. "Have fun with the floorboards. Maybe you can make love to them too."
I smiled as I heard him slump all the more against the door, but felt a pang of regret. Maybe there was something I was missing. However, the clarity of walking into a room with a guy groping a busty blonde didn't exactly look forgiving.
I flopped down on my bed and decided to study for a test I had coming up sometime. I couldn't believe I let myself fall for someone like that. That's precisely the thing I strove NOT to do when I came here. Suddenly, my cell phone rang. I already knew who it was without even looking; Auntie Claire.
I pressed 'send' on my red Envy2 an
d answered the call with a casual, 'hey.'
"That all you have to say to me, young lady? I must say it doesn't make me feel that loved. Maybe I'll just hang up and go cry under a pillow." I smiled, despite of myself. That was sweet old Auntie for you. Quirky or not, I did miss her. Especially right now
"How are you, Auntie?" Was the pain that obvious? Was I really letting myself slip that much, for she asked; "What's bugging you lil' bug?" Lil' bug has always been my nickname my mom gave it to me years ago. "Nothing too important. It's just a guy" I nearly heard my Aunt's eyeball's bug out at this comment.
"A boy!?!? I don't believe it! You're finally having boy issues! That's amazing sweetheart, what's his name?" I rolled my eyes. It was great how she made you feel loved, wasn't it?