The Princess/ First Kiss
20 minutes later...
"I'm home and I got all the ingredients. Where are you Grandpa?" I screamed out while sitting the groceries on the counter.
"Up here! He screams from upstairs. Still must be looking for an outfit.
I run up the stairs to his room to see him tossing tons of shirts out of his closet. Walking over to his bed I pick up a baby blue button up shirt and walk over to the mirror where he stands.
"Here." I say while handing him the shirt. "This will look great on you, put on your tan pants and black dress shoes." I kiss him on the cheek and head back down stairs to get the food started.
"OK let's see I need a pot... Pan for the chicken and some stirring spoons." I say to myself putting water in the pot and turning on the stove. I take the noddle's out of the plastic and put it in the pot. Taking the pot from the side of the kitchen I pour the fettuccine sauce in and also put the chicken in there. This is going to taste so good.
15 minutes later...
I drain the noodles from the pot and place them on the plates. As I reach for the chicken and sauce, I hear a knock at the door, that can't be Irene it's too early. I wipe my hands on the cloth and head towards the door.
Opening the door, I'm greeted by Lyra.
"Lyra what the hell are you doing here I told you I can't hang out tonight I'm hosting a dinner for my Grandfather and his date, Irene." I tell her while ushering her out the door.
"I'm bored Quinney. Jacks with friends and I don't want to do my homework that's lame. Let me stay please." She said with a pleading tone. I roll my eyes at her and welcomed her in the house. "Thanks babe." She kisses me on the cheek and runs into the kitchen.
I run after her Immediately before she eats all the food in the kitchen. "Don't touch anything Lyra I swear." I warn her. I turn around to pour the sauce on the noodles to hear smacking behind me. Turning around I see Lyra eating the chicken.
"HEY! What did I say no eating the chicken?" I swat her hands away and she pouts in sadness.
"I'm hungry Quinn."
"Well you'll have to wait like everyone else."
I finally get all the plates made and the drinks poured. Me and Lyra start to bring all the food to the table. I go back to the kitchen to get the pepper when the doorbell rings. Who could that be? I opened the door to be in the presence of a person I never wanted to see again, Myers.
I look behind myself to see that no one sees him. Lyra most likely is pick eating the foods on the plate. That's the least of my worries right now. I place my hand on his chest to push him to the driveway away from the windows.
"What do you want?" I ask him in a sassy tone crossing my arms. The nerve of him to come by with what he did to me.
"I wanted to and explain to you why I stood you up." He says.
"Well you better have a good explanation, buddy. All have you know I never get dolled up for anyone not even myself. I sat in that restaurant by myself for over 2 hours waiting for you. Not a call, text a freaking telegram, nothing. The humlilation I felt was astronomical." I tell him enradged out of my mind. I never thought I would have this much anger in me. "God I must be the biggest fool in St. Helena, huh?" I asked him flaring my arms in the air.
"The reason I stood you up is because I got in a car accident. It happened over there by the Hanover Grill on York Street." My eyes bulge open at his response. I really wish I could erase the last 2 minutes of this conversation.
I look to his neck to see scars that have barely healed and scraps on his knuckles. I grab his hand and grazed my fingers over his bruised knuckles. He flinches at first, but then calms at my touch.
"Well why didnt you text or call me then?"
"My phone was lost during the crash." Makes sense.
"I'm so sorry are you Ok? Now I feel like crap for hating you and calling you all those horrible names." I tell him with sorrow in my voice.
He moves his hands away from mine and puts them on my cheek. "I would never stand you up. You're too precious for that." He leans forwards and plants his lips on mine. At first, I'm shocked by the kiss, but I hesitantly start to kiss him back. My hands move to his neck and his moves to the middle of my back. After a few seconds of kissing we back up for air.
"Wow." I touch my lips in surprise at the kiss.
"Yeah wow, so I'll see you at school?" I give him a nod since I can't say anything from being in shock and all. He leans forward and plants another kiss on my lips and walks across the street to his car.
I go back into the house and shut the door. I graze my lips remembering his on mine. I just had my first kiss.
Myer's P.O.V.-
I stand by my car while I watch her walk into the house. As the door shuts the smile that I plastered on my face disappeared and was replaced with a smirk. Girls are so easy to play.
Reaching into my back pocket I pull out my phone and call the princess. It rings and rings until there's an answer.
"Did you do it." She asked with eagerness in her voice.
"Yes. She's fallen back into my good graces." I tell her.
"Good make sure that runt doesn't do anything to disrupt our plans the King won't be too happy." She says to me.
"Got it."
"If you complete your mission you will become the one thing you've always wanted, a pharaoh."
"Trust and believe this won't be hard. Great doing business with you princess." I hang up and the phone and get into my car.
"Oh, baby you don't know what you got yourself into." I slam on the gas and ride off to Insofar.
Quinn's P.O.V.-
"Grandfather come on Irene, me and Lyra are waiting!" I yell up the stairs to him. Irene has been here for all of 10 minutes and he still isn't down here.
"I'm coming!" He yells back.
Turning around I see Irene and Lyra talking in the living room. Irene is a very beautiful woman, she's around 5ft, short black/greyish hair. She's wearing a black knee length dress with red roses on it and small pumps.
Grandpa did well.
"I don't know how long he's going to be up there, but umm let me take you to the table we can snack on the bread and have a small conversation?" I tell her.
"That sounds nice." She smiles at me and follows me to the dining room.
We all three take a seat at the table. We sit there in silence for a few seconds not knowing what to say to each other. Leaning back in the chair I look towards the staircase to see if he was coming down, god what was taking so long?
"Since my grandpa will most likely take a millennium to get down here let's chat. Irene, what do you do for a living?" I ask her while reaching over to grab a bread stick.
"I used to be a stay at home mom until my husband died and I had to go back to work. Before I was with my husband I went to college and got a journalist degree, but never used it until now. I work at The Tribune, been there for about 5 years now."
"Wow cool I tried to Intern there a year ago, but they weren't accepting applicants do you think they are now?" I ask her eating the last of my bread.
"Matter of fact I'm in charge of picking out the applicants. We only have had 10 kids send in application's theirs 3 more spots open maybe you send in a one and I'll check it out."
"Yes, I would appreciate it thank you so much."
"Irene can I also apply too?" Lyra asks. Believe or not Lyra is actually a good journalist. When it comes to getting the scoop on things, she's your women.
"Perfect! The more the merrier. So, Milo said that you work at the antique shop in town and you Lyra volunteer at a vet clinic."
"Yeah." Me and Lyra say at the same time.
"Must seem nice, It's nice to see two hardworking girls."
We both give her a smile and thank her.
We continued on talking about ourselves having a good time, when finally, my Grandfather came down from upstairs. Instead of wearing the baby blue I picked out for him he's instead wearing a black button up and grey dress shoes. I give him the eye about the outfit and he gives me the 'don't ask' look. He goes over to his table and we start to dig in.
Th night went smoothly Grandfather and Irene hit it off like they were old friends. We also discovered things about Grandpa that we didn't know. Once the dinner is over me and Lyra start to bring the dishes to the kitchen while Grandpa walks Irene out to her car. Once they are out the door, we set down the dishes really quick and run towards the window.
Sticking our heads down so they wouldn't see us we gaze at them. They seem like whatever they are talking about must be good because smiles scratch across their face. Hesitantly he leans down to her and kisses her on the lips. Me and Lyra awe in adoration towards them.
"You think we'll ever find love at that age?" Lyra asks me as she lays her head on my shoulder.
"I don't know, the future is uncertain." I tell her kissing her on the forehead.
"Promise me we never leave each other I can't live without you." She lifts her head up and looks me in the eyes.
"I promise no matter what happens I'll never leave you." I pull her close to me and give her a huge squeeze.
"I love you Harlequin."
"I love you more Ly."
We stay that way watching Grandfather and Irene. I may never find love in that way, but the love that I get from Lyra and Grandfather is enough for me.
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