Game of Thrones: New Dawn, New Love
Chapter 2 of my Game of Thrones story, enjoy.
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Chapter 2
Shireen breathed a little easier at school; here she didn't have to worry about her mother's overbearing harsh views. Instead she just had to cope with bullies; but she thankfully wasn't alone here, like she was at home.
'I still have my friends, I wonder where...ah...' She thought to herself before smiling.
For she soon spotted one of her friends, approaching her, it was Devan Seaworth. Devan smiled as he went to greet Shireen; he did pause briefly however, mainly as he was rather surprised by her outfit.
'Wow, Shireen is...she's been wearing things like that for a while now...' He noticed; before shaking himself. 'Get a grip Devan, she's your friend.'
So, smiling and acting natural, Devan approached. "Hey Shireen, morning."
"Hi Devan; have you seen the others yet?" She asked casually.
Devan nodded. "Yeah, over here."
He began to lead the way; meanwhile, inside, Shireen was anything but casual. Her mind was in turmoil.
'Why am I so aware of myself now...Why am I hoping Devan likes my outfit, I mean...I wear it to boost my confidence but...' She found herself wondering. 'I still feel that way, that strange, warmth when I'm near him...'
Unbeknownst to her, Devan was in the same turmoil. 'Why do I feel like this; it's strange; every time I see Shireen I...Surely not, that can't be it...'
Trying to focus and ignore their feelings they soon joined their group of friends.
Shireen smiled lightly at two of her other closest friends, one of them being a cousin of hers through her uncle Robert, Edric Storm, a boy the same age as her with black hair and blue eyes. He was chatting with a girl of medium height with blonde hair and green eyes, Joy Hill.
"Hi there." She said, getting their attention.
They both grinned and greeted her enthusiastically. As everybody began to lapse into conversation around her, Shireen looked over the other members of the group. There were six others currently present, and two absent, at least for the moment.
'They'll probably show up later...unless the others have heard otherwise?' Shireen noted.
The two on the left hand side of the group were very similar, not only to each other, but also to Joy. They too had blonde hair and green eyes, the girl's hair was long and curly, the boy's short and slightly messy. They also had slight but noticeable tans.
They were siblings, Myrcella Baratheon and her younger brother Tommen. More cousins of hers; this time from both her uncle Robert and his wife Cersei. They were both likely waiting for those who were absent, their boyfriends, Trystane Martell and Bran Stark respectively.
The remaining two boys were also relatives of hers, through her aunt Cersei, like so many from her family they possessed the same blonde hair and green eyes, the boys were also twins. But it was still possible to tell them apart, Martyn Lannister was quiet, introverted, a bookworm and wore his hair short and neat. Willem on the other hand was fiery and outspoken, his hair was longer and naturally messy.
The final two members of the group were both girls, Martyn and Willem's girlfriends, Mary White and Marissa Frey respectively. Mary was a pale skinned beautiful young woman with shoulder length black hair and blue eyes.
Marissa had medium long strawberry blonde hair and brown eyes and wasn't quite as pale. As Shireen broke off her observations she noted Myrcella, slightly separate from the others, wincing as if in pain. She was also holding her back. Concerned Shireen approached.
"Cella?"
The girl started but then relaxed. "Oh, Shireen, hey."
She shook her head. "Are you okay, I saw you, um..."
Myrcella bit her lip, looking around and Shireen realized she didn't want anyone to hear. She moved closer.
Seeing this Myrcella replied quietly. "I just...I've been getting my usual back pains and such...I think I've finally figured it out."
"Oh, what is it?" Shireen asked; worried.
Myrcella had been having back pains for a while now; it was beginning to cause concern for many that knew her.
Myrcella was frank in her answer, despite her cheeks going red. "Simply put...my breasts are too big."
Shireen went scarlet hearing that; reminded of her jealousy of Myrcella's rather generous curves, especially her large breasts which, Shireen had found out while accompanying Myrcella shopping for new bras one day, were a 32F in size. Shireen's embarrassment was tempered however by some relief for her friend, if Myrcella knew what the problem was now, she might also have figured out a way to resolve it.
Meanwhile, as oblivious to the girl's talk as the rest of the group; Willem and Marissa stood together, smiling. They had been dating for a while now; having first met at their oldest siblings, Willem's brother Lancel and Marissa's sister Amerei, wedding.
"So, Willem, I've been thinking..." Marissa began.
He smiled. "Yeah?"
Biting her lip she spoke quietly. "Well, I'm ready to...take things further between us, if you are."
His eyes widened at that and he grinned. "You know, I was just wondering that. I've also been thinking, it's been a while since we went on a date so…?"
"Why not combine the two, I like it." Marissa replied with a laugh.
They both immediately began planning; already looking forward to the upcoming event, even though it hadn't even been properly formed yet. So caught up in their plans, discussions and such, the group of friends were unaware they were being spied on. Or rather, that Shireen was being spied on, quite intently by a girl of sixteen who stood nearby.
She was somewhat short, with curly black hair, black eyes and olive skin. She was very slender and possessed a childlike face. Her name was Leonette Harlon and she was well known as a girl who knew what she wanted and would stop at nothing to get it, ambitious. She was also, while being family oriented, known to be sexually free, openly bisexual.
She had been born to a Westerosi father and Italian mother and had two brothers, one older, the other younger. There had once been a rumour of her being the mistress of a 60 year old man while being 15 and even bearing him a daughter.
It was nonsense of course; but she personally laughed at the 'mystique' said rumour gave her. Yet right now she was spying on Shireen, she already knew her intentions towards the pale dark haired girl with the most amazing long slender legs that Leonette had ever seen.
She always got what she wanted and now, she wanted Shireen.
End of chapter, hope you enjoyed it, read and review please.
