His Possession or His Princess

Three | He Could Be Adonis

Cal

Thank God, the weekend came quickly, and throughout the week I had minimal run-ins with Alexander and Haley.

Every morning this week Britt would talk about what style dresses she thought would suit me and what colors she thought would go with my complexion. It honestly was exhausting listening to her talk about all of it, but I’m glad that she was happy and that after homecoming Britt won’t be bugging me to put on makeup or dress up for the rest of the school year.

Today, it’s just going to be me and my mom hanging out and finding a gorgeous dress. I look forward to spending time with her because since she started working, we don’t hang out nearly as much as we used to.

It took us a while to find a dress, but finally we found this pale yellow dress that's fitted at my breasts and flares out into a whole bunch of tulle underneath and it hits right above my knees. It has hot pink and turquoise accents that make an intricate pattern on the breasts and then it has a corset on the top half of the back.

It was gorgeous and it highlighted my figure well. I’ve always been more of a curvy girl, even with losing weight I still had larger hips and a larger bust.

We even found a turquoise mask that was made out of metal in an intricate design that made it look almost as if it was painted onto my face instead of being something I tie onto my face.

We picked out some hot pink heels to match my whole outfit and we were done. When we got home my mom insisted on me trying on the whole outfit so we could send a picture to the girls.  

My mom is beyond excited that I decided to go to homecoming. She didn’t think I would go due to Alexander and she was so thrilled that I wasn’t allowing him to affect my decisions.

I refuse to let him continue to control my life, but the thought of him still makes my heart ache a little. He was such a huge part of my life that it’s hard to move forward from it even if I realize I didn’t mean as much to him as he meant to me. I just refuse to miss out on life experiences because it’s awkward to be around him.

It’s crazy to think that last year we were in such a different place. We went to homecoming together, his sister was one of my closest friends, and she constantly tried stealing me during the dance because she didn’t have a date and it was funny annoying her brother. But now she despises me.

My phone buzzes and I know it’s the girls responding to my picture. Britt tells me how gorgeous I look and then sends a whole bunch of pictures of different ways she could do my hair and my makeup. Olive responds back telling Britt that she seriously needs to look into being a stylist if she can actually do all of the stuff that she says she can.

I can’t help but laugh at Olive’s response and then Olive adds another text to say that I looked beautiful. I sigh as I put my phone away and I am going to relax the rest of the time I have before going back to school Monday morning.

Monday morning.

My alarm wakes me up startling me and it makes me moan as I wake up with a pounding migraine, I’m cramping, and I know immediately that I must’ve started my cycle.

I groan in frustration and in pain, of course, I’m going to start on a Monday. Literally, it’s the worst way to start my morning.

I hurried up and picked out my outfit. I picked some leggings and a loose top and grabbed my hoodie, I just wanted to be as comfortable as possible. I wish I could just go in my pajamas, but I knew that wasn’t acceptable. So stretchy leggings and a loose top will have to do. I sprayed the perfume my dad got me all around myself before rushing down the stairs, the smell immediately soothed me and made me feel a little bit better about myself, at least I knew I didn’t stink.

When I get to the bottom of the stairs, I’m shocked to see that my mom is still here because normally both she and my dad have already left. She looks up at me and says, “Hey sweetie, are you ok? You don’t look too hot.”

“Yeah, I’m fine mama, just that time of the month.” I answer with a shrug.

She nods in understanding and I watch as she goes to her purse and pulls a 20 dollar bill out of her wallet and passes it to me, “Go ahead to school and pick yourself up some Starbucks this morning, ok? It’ll help cheer your Monday up.”

I smile, “Thanks mom!”

I kiss her cheek before I run out the door.

I get to the school with my Frappuccino in hand as I walk to my locker. I’m a little late to school so I have to watch where I’m going to make sure I don’t get bumped into. But this delicious drink is so worth it.

As I grab my books out, I hear Olive’s teasing voice, “That time of the month?”

I chuckle as I turn towards her while she smirks at me and I say, “Hey, it’s not my fault that my mom thinks that Frappuccino’s will fix all of my problems.”

Olive begins to tell me about her weekend, and I have a hard time focusing on her because I just can’t shake the feeling that someone is watching me.

I glance behind me and see Alexander at least ten feet away. He turns away when he sees me look at him, but there’s no denying that he was watching me. I can’t help the curiosity that stirs within me as I wonder why he was watching me?

I often wonder if he regrets leaving me. Even if he wanted to come back though that is not an option to me. The words he said to me cannot be erased and I refuse to be with someone like him.

No matter how much my heart may long for him.

I shake my head trying to focus on Olive again, but I realized that Olive has already started walking so I hurry to catch up with her. I walk mindlessly as my mind wanders and I must have gotten pretty zoned out because soon I’m on my butt on the floor. I look up and hear the guy speak as he rushes towards me, “I am so sorry, I wasn’t watching where I was going. I’m new and trying to find my first class. I-I’m sorry. Are you alright?”

He spoke quickly and seemed very flustered. I smiled softly at him as I took the hand, he offered to me and as he helped me up, I said, “I’m fine, I’m Cal, what’s your name?”

He looks at me curiously, “That’s an… odd name for a girl.” He chuckles, “Not that it’s a bad thing just never heard it. I’m Eric.”

I never tell anyone my real name, but he doesn’t need to know about it.

I smile and hold my hand out as I say, “Here, let me see your schedule, maybe I can help you out.”

He grins, “I’d appreciate it.”

I look at his schedule and I’m not sure what happened when my head was down, but when I look up, he and Olive were staring at each other lovingly as if they have been together all of their lives.

I tell him the way to his first class and Olive interjects, “Here, I’ll walk you.”

He offers her his arm, and she takes it as she walks off with him. I watch them with my head tilted to the side curiously. Olive has never been one to fawn over boys so I’m not sure what makes him different.

The guy was decently attractive, but there’s been plenty of attractive guys and Olive has never gotten like that. They actually look pretty good together though- they both have jet black hair and while Olive’s goes past her shoulders Eric’s hair stays shaggy around his ears. They both are wearing glasses and their styles seem similar. Olive is wearing a striped shirt with a solid color cardigan while Eric is wearing a solid color shirt with a striped cardigan. He towers over her by at least a foot, but as she leans into him as they walk, they seem like a very good pair.

I’m shocked when she never shows up for class, which is really unusual for her. We’re normally stuck together like two peas in a pod.

I walk into the cafeteria and I see Olive sitting close beside Eric and there’s a few others at the table most of whom I’ve never seen before.

New people at the school, new habits I have to learn so I can stay unnoticed.

By the looks of these new people, they will definitely be in the popular crowd. All of them are jaw-dropping stunning. Like they could be models and I’m not overexaggerating here.

But there is one boy who catches my eye more than the others and I feel a slight draw towards him so much that my feet are walking in the direction, but I snap myself out of the haze and turn around so I can find a place for myself.

Gosh, he is gorgeous. It’s like he could be Adonis.

Britt runs through the cafeteria doors and walks right past me without even noticing me and I turn and watch as she runs up to the table and sits very closely to a red head boy. Seriously, she is almost in his lap.

This isn’t super uncommon for her; she's always been a little boy crazy. But this guy has a nerdy look to him which is really not her preference, so I’m surprised that she is getting so close with him instead of the Adonis guy.

My eyes flicker to him again and I struggle to look away from him.

I shake my head and try to focus on something else. The last thing I need is for him to catch me staring at him and I would be eternally embarrassed.

Since I’m struggling to take my eyes off of this guy, I decide to eat outside so I won’t even be in the same room as him.

I quickly make my way to the exit and I sit under a tree and put my earphones in so I can listen to some podcasts while I eat lunch.

Hopefully, tomorrow everything will be back to normal and I’ll be eating with my friends again.