Flynn Thorpe was bored out of his mind. He headed back to the kitchen to grab another beer. College parties were supposed to be fun but he personally felt they sucked. Not to mention that everyone was watching his every step. And every girl was the same. They would bat their fake eyelashes and flip their hair at him in attempted to impress him. None actually made an effort to get to know him. All they saw was the fact that he was a prince. His body guard Hank would keep most of them away but there was always a select few, usually the crazy ones, who got past Hank. The party was well under way when his friend Jacob came up to him. “hey man I want you to meet my girlfriend.” Flynn rolled his eyes. “you sure that’s a good idea?” the last girl Jake had only stayed with him in attempt to get close to Flynn. That made Flynn feel like crap. Jake chuckeld,”yeah I'm positive. She already knows about you and never even asked about you once so I'm pretty sure she doesn’t give a shit about you. “ Jake punched his arm and Flynn laughed, “Alright but I just warning you that if this one starts to stalk me I'm gonna kick you ass and put you in therapy for not having better instincts when it comes to women.” Jake rolled his eyes and Flynn followed him out of the room.
They made their way into the basement of their frat house. It was less crowded down here and only several people were talking loudly. In the back corner stood two girls. Jake walked up and put his arms around the short blonde girls waist. “Carrie, I want you to meet Flynn.” Carrie turned around and shook her had. “its nice to meet you. Jake doesn’t stop talking about you.” Jake shot him a dirty look and Carrie looked up at him and kissed his cheek. “he definitely a sweetheart.” Carrie smiled and Flynn surpressed a laugh. Jake kissed Carrie and Flynn looked away realizing the Kiss probably wasn't going to end anytime soon. It was then that Flynn noticed the girl standing next to Carrie. She looked nervous but Flynn was used to that. People tended to be nervous around him. The next thing that her noticed was that she was breathtakingly beautifull. She had legs that seemed to go on for miles, and a short black dress hugged her slim figure tightly. She had long brown hair that fell in waves around her face. But her most striking feature was her bright green eyes. Flynn wondered what they would look like in the sunlight if they were that bright in a dim room. She finally made eye contact with him and smiled. Flynn felt his heart rate pick up. “Hey,” she said. “Hi, I'm Flynn.” He said. He stuffed his hands in his pockets fearing that if he shook her had he wouldn’t let go. “I'm Annabel.” Annabel he like that. He looked at her again and swore there was something familiar about her but he couldn’t place it. “have we met before?” he blurted. Her smile faltered slightly,”I don’t think so. I haven’t lived in Calum since I was a baby.” That didn’t mean much he had been all over the world. “Well maybe we met somewhere else. Where did you grow up?” he inquired. She paused for a minute. “umm everywhere actually. New Zealand for a year and the brazil, followed by spain, and south Africa, then I lived in the U.S. for several years in Chicago and new york.” Flynn blinked. He was stunned for a second.”hmm you must just look like someone I knew.”
He had no idea Annabel thought. For the next hour or so Annabel fell into easy conversation with Flynn. He was funny and kind. She felt awkward telling a stranger about her past. She didn’t know why she did it she just go the distinct feeling that she could trust him. And he listened to her intently as if he actually cared about each word she said. Annabel found herself staring at him frequently. He was the most attractive boy she had ever met. Which wasn't saying a lot since she hadn’t met many. Annabel briefly imagined what it would be like if she was his girlfriend but quickly wiped the thought from her mind. She probably wouldn’t even see him again so it didn’t matter. Annabel was telling Flynn about how she found it comforting living back in Calum. “Why did you move so much.” He asked. “My dad’s job,” she replied vaguely. Flynn nodded and continued to stare at her. Several seconds passed before Annabel got uo the nerve to speak again,”Umm so what grade are you in?” she asked Flynn paused for a second, “I'm a junior. Youre a freshman?” she laughed, “Actually I'm a junior too. I was homeschooled and skipped the ninth grade so I should be a sophomore like Carrie but I enrolled as a junior this year.” Flynn smiled and so did Annabel. “whats your major?” she asked. Flynn seemed to pause. “history and politics.” He finally answered. “me too. Well the history part” Annabel replied, “What made you choose that?” Flynn stared at her again and gave her a quizzical look. Before he could respond Carrie finally pulled away from Jacob. “oh my god I'm so rude I didn’t introduce you too.not that Flynn needs much of an introduction.” She winked at him and Flynn laughed. Annabel just stood there confused. She felt as if she was missing something. Carrie turned to Jacob,” Jake this is Annabel.” Annabel shook his hand and mustered a smile. Carrie noticed Annabel’s obvious slience after several seconds. “so what were you two chatting about?” she asked. “Majors” Annabel answered. Carrie laughed and Jacob smiled and said, “that’s funny .” Now Annabel was even more thrown. Flynn finally picked up on her confusion. “Annabel, how much do you know about me?” weird Annabel thought. How could I know much about him, they just met. “well seeing I just met you, not much.” Carrie chocked on the sip of beer she just took and Jacob pounded her on the back. “wait you don’t know who he his?” Jacob asked incredulously. “Jake chill she hasn’t lived in Calum since she was little,” Flynn said defending her. Carrie continued to stare wide eyed. “Annabel hes the freaking prince.” Carrie said a little to loudly Annabel felt the color drain from her face. She couldn’t breathe. Flynn’s eyes never left her. “I think I'm gonna be sick,” Annabel said as she ran from the room.
When she got to the bathroom she threw up everything he had eaten that night. Annabel started to shake. She had just told him her life story. What if he found out she thought. She felt another wave of nausea wash over her body. She should call Roddick right away. Annabel realized that Carrie had her cell phone. Annabel started to shake. Her vision was blurry and her hands were numb. A knock on the door inturrputed her panic attack. “Annabel are you alright?” it was Carrie’s voice. Annabel tried to formulate a response but her words caught in her throat. “Annabel open the damn door.” Carrie continued to pound on the door. Before Annabel could reach the knob, the bathroom door swung open. When Carrie saw Annabel she froze. “Girl you look like shit.” Carrie smiled at Annabel sympathetically. and sat down next to her on the bathroom floor. “you need to get me out of here,” Annabel pleaded. She new her eyes showed her desperation and fear. Carrie just nodded and said, “okay but as soon as we are home, youre telling what the hell is going on.” Carrie help Annabel off the bathroom floor and slowly helped her stand. They made their way through the house gaining sevral inquiring stares from partiers. They were almost to the door when Annabel her someone shout her name, “Annabel wait!” Anna immediately tensed recognizing the voice.
Flynn pushed his way through the crowd trying to stop Annabel from leaving. The moment she found out who he was Flynn could see the horror in eyes. For some reason him being a prince made her physically ill. Flynn probably should let her go but he couldn’t. Something inside him said that if he didn’t follow her tonight he would probably never see her again. He finally caught them just as they mad it to the door. “Please Annabel don’t go.” she looked up at him and Flynn stopped. Her face was pale and her eyes were bloodshot but she was still gorgeous. The fear in her eyes softened as she looked at him. She shook her head and said, “Flynn I can’t be here. This can’t happen.” And with that cryptic explanation Carrie dragged her out the door. For the rest of the night Flynn couldn’t figure out why Annabel left. He called Hank and told him to follow the girls home to make sure they made it safely. He’d only met her briefly but he felt strangely protective of Annabel. The moment they started talking Flynn liked her. She was independent and more comfortable with herself than most girls he knew. But now Flynn just assumed it was because she never knew who he was. He suspected it at first but was still completely thrilled and shocked to realize that she had no clue who he was. She had no preconceived notion about him. But then again she did get violently ill when she found out but he was hoping it was just a coincidental case of the flu because he already liked her way too much to lose her. Flynn shook his head and headed back to the kitchen for another beer.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
my self diagnosed OCD is kicking in as i already see changes and tweaks i want to make but that will have to wait because i have a shit load of homework! hopefully i will find time to post the next chapter soon.