"Because she was once you, Serena, a commoner dating a prince in the public eye."
"She was? I thought you could only marry royals or people of nobility," I ask. Finn looks a little hurt for a moment and I realise my faux pas. If that were really true...What were we doing? What would be the point?
"NOT true," he replies bluntly, looking at me with a furrowed brow. I nervously pick at a frayed hole in my jeans, feeling a little uncomfortable. Wait, a frayed hole?
"Oh my goodness, is what I'm wearing okay for dinner with your parents?" I suddenly worry, thinking about what I've just seen on the television,
"I mean you're also wearing jeans but with a shirt and a sweater over the top...you look so smart and I look like such a slob in comparison."
Finn laughs.
"Serena, please relax. You j
