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Once you get the girl, it doesn't stop there.
You like each other, and you're together, and it's all paradise. You have all the elements of an established relationship: late night phone calls, low-key (or high-key) flirting, affectionate nicknames, the touchy-and-feely, and the constant eye-fucking.
Except if your relationship isn't like that. It's totally fine.
But when you're finally in the safe zone, don't let your armour down. Having a princess by your side does not mean the eradication of other princes (or villagers, as Trey might differ.) And this is a point I can't be able to miss.
"Don't fucking start," Jude warns.
"So," Trey grins.
"I swear to fucking — "
Trey's smirk widens. "You think I'm confident, charming and intelligent?"
I put my hands up in front of the two boys that's on either side of me. Even though Trey and Jude are better friends than the start, there's always a possibility of a full-fledged argument.
Take this as an example. Yesterday, I told them what happened during the previous few days, and I guess they talked to each other to get the full story. But when I told Trey that Jude helped me realise my conclusion, he only focused on one thing:
— when I described Trey of his good qualities, Jude didn't argue with me.
"Boys," I scold. "As much as I would like to witness another one of your quarrels, I'd rather not get caught in the crossfire." Especially while we're walking down a hallway.
"Duly noted, sweetheart."
Before I can react on his nickname once again, Jude places his muscled arm on my head like I'm a table. And then he continues bickering with Trey, who's laughing together with Jude now, and they pretend like I'm not even wedged between them.
I huff.
When we're in front of the cafeteria, it's already bustling with energy. I spot Justine before anyone else does. She's sitting in a table with Sean and Landon, Trey's friends, and some girlfriends that aren't Iris and Yolanda. The sight brings a smile to my face.
The three of us are about to go through the doors when I hear a pssttt sound. I squint, trying to locate the sound, but there's no one there.
