Dressed in Lace
seven.
After somehow managing to make it down the stairs, I grab another drink before meeting up with Michael.
"What'd Luke need?" Mike asks as soon as I reach the table.
I take a deep breath. I find the courage to say, "He chose me, Michael."
The look on Michael's face shows sympathy, anger and...sadness? It's hard to tell, especially since I'm still high from my encounter with Luke.
I sit, waiting for Michael to say something. But, instead he just stands up and walks out of the room. I stand to follow him, but his mum waves me down.
"Give him a moment, he'll come around." She says, smiling with sympathy.
She must know I was picked.
I nod, taking a deep breath and another sip of my sparkling apple cider. I decide to give Michael five minutes to breathe. And if he doesn't come back, I'll go find him.
I take another sip of my drink as I think about how much has happened today. I completed my presentation, was called back, fought with the king then let him finger me after, and watched my best friend stomp away, clearly pissed.
This is you now, Ryn. Welcome to hell.
After more thought to how I'll fix this shit, the five minutes have passed and I stand to go out to get Michael. Right as I'm about to leave the room, the last person I want to talk to grabs my arm lightly, getting me to stop and turn around.
"Leaving already?" Luke asks.
"No, I'm looking for my friend." I answer, running my arm where he grabbed me.
"And who's this friend?" Luke continues.
"Why do you care?" I respond, actually speaking my thoughts in whole for once.
"Just curious about who's so important that you're leaving before my big 19th birthday speech." Luke says coolly and cockily.
"Well, this friend is very important to me, and is angry that you chose me as your new sex slave. So, if you'd excuse me, I'd like to go find my friend." I snap, moving around Luke to continue looking for Michael.
Luke grabs my wrist. "So, this friend doesn't like me either?"
"I'm really not interested in having this conversation, Luke. Not now." I say, pulling my grip from his grasp. I then walk away, not bothering to look back.
Where the hell is Michael?
I step outside into the warm evening, looking for my punk in a suit. I finally spot him sitting on a bench and walk over to him.
"Hey, are you okay?" I ask Mike, sitting next to him on the bench.
"Are you okay?" He answers. "I mean, you're the one who's about to get fucked everyday by some sex-crazed asshole!"
"I know. But..." I was at a loss for words. "..I think you'll like the fact I fought with him today. I slammed him straight to the face."
Mike's face lights up. "Really? What'd he say?"
"He fought back, but he seemed confused. Most girls don't sass him, I guess." I reply.
"Well, keep it up. Maybe he'll let you go." Michael says.
"Maybe." I respond.
If only you knew what happened tonight, Michael. If only you knew.
"Anyway, do ya wanna go back in? Luke's giving a speech, and we can silently make fun of it!" I cheer, still trying to bring Michael's mood back up.
"Yeah, let's do it." Michael smiles and we stand, walking back into the Palace.
Once we get inside, the sound of a turned-on microphone being set up fills the room. Mike and I manage to take our seats right as a Servant steps up on stage.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we'd like to thank you all for coming." The Servant says, applause following after. "Now, a few words from the birthday boy, King Luke Hemmings."
With a smile, Luke stands and walks onto the stage. "Once again, I'd like to thank everyone for coming tonight. It means a lot to me, truly." Another round of applause.
"Many of you probably don't care about that, though. Many of you, especially ladies, are probably listening only to find out who I picked to be my intern this year." Luke chuckles, along with the crowd. "You know I'm right!"
Wise word choice, Hemmings.
"Well, the fine young lady I chose this year is..." Luke says. I swear the crowd held their breath.
"Angelina Valentino."
"What'd Luke need?" Mike asks as soon as I reach the table.
I take a deep breath. I find the courage to say, "He chose me, Michael."
The look on Michael's face shows sympathy, anger and...sadness? It's hard to tell, especially since I'm still high from my encounter with Luke.
I sit, waiting for Michael to say something. But, instead he just stands up and walks out of the room. I stand to follow him, but his mum waves me down.
"Give him a moment, he'll come around." She says, smiling with sympathy.
She must know I was picked.
I nod, taking a deep breath and another sip of my sparkling apple cider. I decide to give Michael five minutes to breathe. And if he doesn't come back, I'll go find him.
I take another sip of my drink as I think about how much has happened today. I completed my presentation, was called back, fought with the king then let him finger me after, and watched my best friend stomp away, clearly pissed.
This is you now, Ryn. Welcome to hell.
After more thought to how I'll fix this shit, the five minutes have passed and I stand to go out to get Michael. Right as I'm about to leave the room, the last person I want to talk to grabs my arm lightly, getting me to stop and turn around.
"Leaving already?" Luke asks.
"No, I'm looking for my friend." I answer, running my arm where he grabbed me.
"And who's this friend?" Luke continues.
"Why do you care?" I respond, actually speaking my thoughts in whole for once.
"Just curious about who's so important that you're leaving before my big 19th birthday speech." Luke says coolly and cockily.
"Well, this friend is very important to me, and is angry that you chose me as your new sex slave. So, if you'd excuse me, I'd like to go find my friend." I snap, moving around Luke to continue looking for Michael.
Luke grabs my wrist. "So, this friend doesn't like me either?"
"I'm really not interested in having this conversation, Luke. Not now." I say, pulling my grip from his grasp. I then walk away, not bothering to look back.
Where the hell is Michael?
I step outside into the warm evening, looking for my punk in a suit. I finally spot him sitting on a bench and walk over to him.
"Hey, are you okay?" I ask Mike, sitting next to him on the bench.
"Are you okay?" He answers. "I mean, you're the one who's about to get fucked everyday by some sex-crazed asshole!"
"I know. But..." I was at a loss for words. "..I think you'll like the fact I fought with him today. I slammed him straight to the face."
Mike's face lights up. "Really? What'd he say?"
"He fought back, but he seemed confused. Most girls don't sass him, I guess." I reply.
"Well, keep it up. Maybe he'll let you go." Michael says.
"Maybe." I respond.
If only you knew what happened tonight, Michael. If only you knew.
"Anyway, do ya wanna go back in? Luke's giving a speech, and we can silently make fun of it!" I cheer, still trying to bring Michael's mood back up.
"Yeah, let's do it." Michael smiles and we stand, walking back into the Palace.
Once we get inside, the sound of a turned-on microphone being set up fills the room. Mike and I manage to take our seats right as a Servant steps up on stage.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we'd like to thank you all for coming." The Servant says, applause following after. "Now, a few words from the birthday boy, King Luke Hemmings."
With a smile, Luke stands and walks onto the stage. "Once again, I'd like to thank everyone for coming tonight. It means a lot to me, truly." Another round of applause.
"Many of you probably don't care about that, though. Many of you, especially ladies, are probably listening only to find out who I picked to be my intern this year." Luke chuckles, along with the crowd. "You know I'm right!"
Wise word choice, Hemmings.
"Well, the fine young lady I chose this year is..." Luke says. I swear the crowd held their breath.
"Angelina Valentino."
Notes
I AM SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING. I WAS ON VACATION, AND THERE WAS NO WIFI.
Anywho, thank you sooo much for 15 VOTES! That means a ton!
I'll try to update more!
What do you guys think about the Louis baby-daddy rumors?
@Vanessa bae
Soon, babe! I was on vacation in a pretty rural area and had to go to restaurants to get wifi, so I wasn't able to update!
7/12/15