The Sun chases the Moon (part 2)

Thud! I heard the door close and thought that Henry had picked up his shirt and gone away like I told him to. So I started to shower fast, brush my teeth and take care of some lady business in the bathroom. It did not take me long since I was always in a hurry back when I lived with my Nana. I put on my bathrobe and step out of the bathroom to start getting ready for class today. I was afraid that Henry had not really gone out of my room so I slowly and hesitantly opened the bathroom door. But much to my surprise he was not inside the room. I guess he does have some sense of being a gentleman after all, then again why was I expecting him to be there waiting for me?

I was about to close the bathroom door when I found myself being pushed up against the wall to my bathroom. He was there! He was right behind the door where I could not see him. He hid himself just so he could catch me by surprise.

"Ahh! That hurt a bit. Why are you still here? I thought I told you to go already. You have your shirt back right, so what's stopping you?"

"This!" He put his face into my neck and sniffed me and he gently left soft kisses on my neck and then move to my ear and whispered. "I was patiently waiting for you to finish taking a shower to tell you that what you did a while ago was very dangerous. You don't know how much I want to take you right now but because I want to respect you your highness I have to control myself."

Everything he said made me blush all over and flustered. I wasn't trying his patience but I guess I over did it.

"I . . .I'm sorry. I guess I overdid it (gulp). It won't happen again." I nervously replied praying that he would hear the sincerity in my voice and let me go.

"Hmmmm. . . I accept your apology your highness." He then engulfs me in a steamy kiss I have never known before. He was sucking at my lips and then when I opened my mouth a little because I was surprised by what he did. He skillfully slid his tongue into my mouth, expertly caressing my tongue with his. I was trying to push him away but he pinned me even more to the wall with both my hands in atop of my head. I was almost out of breath when he stopped.

We were both panting from the lack of air but he had the audacity to smirk and say, "That was your punishment for teasing me earlier. If you do anything like that again I promise there will b more consequences to come my dear." He licked the corner of his lips and gave me a soft gentle smack on the lips. "You taste like mint, I like that. Well, we both have to go get ready now for class. I shall then take my leave."

I had never imagined the so called calm, collected and almost perfect Prince of Graceland, Henry Archer to be like this. What have I gotten myself into? Is this what it's meant to be the Prince's Girlfriend? A secret girlfriend I might add.

All throughout the morning classes I had, I was again absent minded and my head seems to be up in the clouds, the professors would call on me and I would answer their questions wrong. Some of my classmates were even staring at me perhaps they were judging me because I got in through a top student scholarship but here I was failing at every question. I was just so distracted by what happened earlier and when I remember the scenes in my head nad the sensations they brought with them I just blush like crazy. I really need to get my act straight but as I was planning to make a strong come back after lunch, things were not going my way. The girls were suddenly so fidgety and giggly and were crowding someone who was outside the classroom. I could care less since all the girls here seem to be so responsive to every little thing. Setting my things properly on my table, I was about to go to the cafeteria when a girl from my class approached me and said that someone was looking for me. I was taken aback but then I dreaded the thought that maybe it was Henry waiting for me in the hallway. I was hesitant to even go see but the girls were all expectant of me going to see so there was no way out of it.

I walked towards the door and from the window I could see that the person was a tall man leaning up against the wall opposite of the hall way, looking down on the floor with his arms folded across his chest. He was like a prince waiting for his princess. As I came closer and saw the man waiting for me, my worst fears were realized, it was indeed Henry all princely and charming waiting for me in the hall.

"Uhmm. . . They said you were asking for me." I tried to mask my irritation and made my voice sound sweeter and gentler than this morning.

He lifted his gaze up and smiled his charming prince smile. I see we are playing this game, so I shot him a lovely smile back and I can see in his eyes that he wasn't expecting it.

"Actually, I was waiting for you. Let's have lunch together."

When he said this everyone who heard him started to whisper and some of the girls even screamed in excitement a little. I stared at him intensely he just smiled a little, maybe because he saw that I was flustered.

"Amelia was asking everyone in the company to have lunch and since my classes are in the same building as yours she asked me to come get you. So are you coming?" He shot me another princely smile.

"Oh, well if mademoiselle Amelia asked for us who am I to decline the invitation." I willingly came with him to the cafeteria, the stares I got and the whispers that everyone was doing made me feel uncomfortable. This is exactly the opposite of what I was asked to do, "keep it low key."

In a short amount of time we reached the tables were most of the ballet company members were seated. On the first table were the newbies like me and some seniors sitting with them, on the other hand the other table had two vacant seats meant for Henry and I. I was seated in front of Henry and beside me was Chase as for Henry he was seated next to Amelia and then the other members were seated next to Chase and Amelia.

"Are you okay mon cheri? You look a little pale." Amelia said with a concerned look on her face.

"I feel much better than I look actually. I was just having a little difficulty sleeping, something keeps bugging me." I take a glance at Henry and saw him happily smiling.

"You want me to take care of it babe?" Chase chipped in on the conversation.

"No I can take care of it on my own, thank you for the offer."

"If you say so babe."

"By the way me petits this is a little tradition that we do in the Graceland Ballet Company we eat together for lunch as it helps keep our bond strong and as we know in a group dance we cannot dance our best if we do not trust each other hence we do this both as tradition and training as well. So go ahead and mingle mon cheris."

Everyone was lively chatting but I was quietly eating my food, I have been told that I must never chew and talk in public. My silence seemed to pique the interest of Chase because he tried to liven me up.

"Oh cool, can I taste your food?"

"Uhmm I guess. . . Here (pushes her plate towards Chase)"

"Oh thanks, Ahhhhhhhh (opens his mouth and is expecting to be fed by Christie) Come on what's taking so long?"

Rather reluctantly I took my knife and fork and sliced a portion of my meat and put some sauce on it and I fed Chase with my fork. If it were me, I would never let anyone else use my own cutlery Nor would I feed someone because it is such an unbecoming behavior for someone like me or so Nana has told me. But I had no choice Chase was eating a burger and had no cutlery of his own. The last thing I want to happen is to humiliate a senior member of the company in front of everyone else.

"Hmmmm thanks, that's good meat. I should have gotten the steak for lunch." Chase stated while chewing his meat.

"Yeah you should've. You ape, taking food from a lady that's so uncool Chase." Amelia retorted

"What? I just wanted to taste it." Chase answered back.

"You <i>nincompoop</i> can't you see that Christie used her own fork to feed you? It's like an indirect kiss already. You're such a simpleton sometimes Chase." Amelia continued at Chase.

"Oh yeah? Well, did you mind Christie? Feeding me with your fork, I mean did it bother you?"

"Uhm. . . . . . . It could not be helped. . . . So I guess it's fine." I was saying this in a rather explanatory manner while looking at Henry.

"Cool." Chase ended that dispute.

All the while this small conversation about me and Chase having engaged in an indirect kiss unwarrantedly was happening, Henry was attentive but had a fake smile on while he was eating. I somehow feel a storm brewing but I could not be blamed. I was simply participating and engaging the people around me. Uh, socializing his hard.

After a few minutes, I was eating my dessert while Chase was enthusiastically talking about an experience he had when he climbed a mountain during their summer vacation last year when he suddenly stood up accidentally knocking my hand and spilling some of the dessert on my blouse which made me yelp.

"Oh no I'm so sorry babe. . . I didn't mean to. . ."

Chase was about took a tissue and was about to wipe the stain off of my blouse when a very stern and quite forcefully loud voice stopped Chase.

"Stop that right now!!!"

Henry shouted, for a minute he lost his cool but after a mili second he recovered his princely charm immediately and with a calm yet stern voice he talked,

"What do you think are you about to do Chase? Wipe the stain off of a young lady's blouse?"

"Uh well yeah. . . " Chase sheepishly answered

"Are you even looking at where the stain is? It's on her chest are you still going to embarrass her?"

"Ooh, I didn't notice that babe, I'm sorry. What should I do?"

"Don't worry If go to the bathroom now, I think I would be able to get the stain off. I'll excuse myself then." I quickly left for the bathroom which was a little further back of the cafeteria I took of my blouse and put it under the sink, thank goodness I was able to take the stain off but I couldn't dry it off because there is no hand dryer here or in any of the bathrooms of Graceland. It was simply not part of the Academy's basic etiquette. The whole drying your hand with air is unsophisticated to Graceland hence there are always clean hand towels in the bathroom that staff repeatedly change throughout the day. The dilemma now is I don't have a blouse to wear to get out of the bathroom and get back to class. A significant amount of time has passed and my blouse hasn't dried off yet and now the cafeteria is becoming a little too quite seems like people have started to leave and go back to their class halls for the afternoon classes and here I was stuck in the bathroom.

I was losing hope when all of a sudden someone spoke.

"How long do you plan on staying in this bathroom your highness?"

Henry came inside the girl's bathroom and was standing in front of me. He was rather angry from the way his brows were furrowed, I would definitely say that he was angry about something.

"Here!" (Henry threw a shirt to Chrsitie.) You can wear this for now until your blouse dries."

"Whose shirt is this?" I asked while I stood up and turned my back to him and put the shirt on. If your wondering why I didn't go inside any of the stalls and put on his shirt and simply put it on in front of him, the answer is, I was wearing a simple sleeveless undershirt.

"It's mine. Can't you see my name at the back? It's Written there H. Archer. That's my P.E. Shirt don't worry I haven't used it today."

"I can't wear this. I might as well announce to the world that we're betrothed."

"Yeah why don't we just do that?! I hate having what's mine being ogled by some other boy's eyes or my girl feeding someone with her own cutlery!"

There he goes, he finally snapped. He was angry about the incident with Chase.

"Great! You're angry with me now? It wasn't my fault. Think will you, if a senior offers or asks something of his junior will that junior be able to resist or refuse? I was simply put on the spot and thus have had no other choice but to go along with it."

"Right and now as I am your senior. . .your boyfriend and most importantly your betrothed you have no say and cannot go against wearing my shirt. You choose, wear my shirt or we tell everyone right now about you and I."

"That's just cruel. . . "

"Decide now." Henry spoke with a forceful tone.

"Alright, I concede to wearing your shirt to my class."

"See, that was easy. Don't worry my shirts suit you well. I kind of like seeing you with my shirts on, especially if I know you have nothing underneath them. (He whispers to my ear.)

I shudder at what he was referring to.

"Okay fine. Can we get out of here already. I don't want to be late for my classes."

"Sure, let's go darling."

When he said darling, I immediately whipped my head towards him and gave him a questionable look. He simply shrugged his shoulders in denial. I had to tuck in his shirt so that it did not look like I was only wearing his shirt and not a skirt underneath.

While we were walking back he had a smug smile on his face, probably proud that he could brand me this way. This is so childish him wanting to make sure they see that I was somehow his even though I had explicitly told him that we keep this a secret. Sigh! What troublesome guy indeed have I welcomed into my life.