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Chapter Four Part Two (Justin’s POV)
As I walked into the Theater of Tales yesterday I was determined to find my soulmate. My father had given my mother his rose at their welcoming and I was obstinate that I would follow in his footsteps. But as I walked along the rows of evergirls, not a single one of them spoke out to me. I figured I couldn’t just give my rose to just anyone out of obligation, so I had decided to keep it. When I reached the second to last row, there was a girl sitting there watching her friends, who had each received a rose, she looked slightly amused.
She was the most stunning girl I had ever seen in my entire life. So, naturally, I went and sat next to her, slipping my rose into her lap. Once she realized, she gazed at me and I flashed my best princely smile. She quickly looked away, which was odd I thought. Normally princesses are eager to meet a prince. But it only made me like her more.
For the rest of Pollux’s speech at the welcoming I tried to pay attention, but I kept looking back at her wondering if she liked me back. As soon as the two headed dog finally stopped rambling, I started to say something to her, but she was already halfway towards Good castle.
Now I couldn’t get her out of my head. After four classes of wondering who she was, did she like me, what would I say to her, would she even remember me, and many more similar questions, I decided I would have to find her during lunch. So, once I spotted her sitting with a group of evergirls, I waited for an opportune moment to walk over to her.
I kept picking at the white swan on my uniform as I continuously glanced over at her. I was afraid lunch was going to end soon and I berated myself for not introducing myself sooner even if that meant an awkward situation. As I glimpsed at her again, I realized all the other girls were staring at me. Well I suppose this was a better time than any and I started walking over.
“Hi, would you like to take a stroll?” I asked her. I didn’t want to talk in front of five other girls who were watching us. But now she just stared at me blankly. I felt my cheeks turn red. Maybe I should just back off, she doesn’t seem to like me, I thought. She did run away at the welcoming.
That’s when one of her friends answered for her, “Yes! She would,” the girl who spoke pushed her up and knocked her into me. This time we were both blushing.
She obviously didn’t know what to say, so I offered her my arm, she hesitantly took it, and we began walking away from her friends. “So, what’s your name,” I finally said after we were out of earshot.
“Abigail, and yours?”
I smiled, I was just happy she spoke to me, plus I always liked that name. “Justin.”
“And where are you from, Justin?”
“I am from Maidenvale. My father is the king.” I added trying to impress her, she had to be a princess herself so it probably wouldn’t surprise her, but I still had to try.
I helped her back to her feet and I noticed her eyes were wide open. I guess she was surprised. “Is something wrong?”
“You, uh, your a, a prince?” she was barely able to get the words out.
Suddenly, I felt very self conscious about it. “Yes,” I paused, “Is that a problem?” I stared into her beautiful, burgundy eyes trying to understand her apprehensiveness.
“Well no,” she looked away, “but you probably aren’t going to be interested in me.”
“What do you mean?” I asked, confused.
“This is going to sound really lame considering you’re from a royal family and all, but I’m from Foxwood. I work at my family’s farm,” she sounded ashamed as she avoided eye contact.
I was shocked, she certainly looked like a princess, even though she didn’t quite act like one, I observed. She looked up at me, saw my face, and misunderstanding it, turned to walk away. I gently grabbed her hand, “I really don’t care where you’re from.” She looked at me again and said, “You don’t truly mean that, you’re just being nice.”
I was about to protest, but at that moment the bell rang, signalling the end of lunch. That couldn’t have possibly come at a worse time, I thought. Before I had a chance to say anything else to her, she practically sprinted off towards her next class. That really didn’t go how I wanted it to, but on the bright side I knew her name now. Abigail. It really is a pretty name. I watched her go, I certainly didn’t want to chase after her, I would look way too desperate. Instead, I just hoped that she would be in my Surviving Fairy Tales forest group.
This is awesome! The love story behind it is Amazing! I wonder how Alexander is going to react! Can’t wait for the next chapter!