Chapter 2

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Brady's POV

I slowly began to open my eyes, blinking a few times to get used to the brightness of the day, I pushed myself onto my elbow and surveyed my surroundings. I was back in my room in my bed, early morning sunlight streamed from the balcony, Boomer was fast asleep in the bed across from my own. I gently pushed myself out of my bed and placed my feet on the floor.

"Ah!" I yelped. My left ankle was wrapped in a cast. Did I break it when I got dragged under the water by the anchor? Wait anchor? Did I? No, no, no, no I thought that was just a dream! But no it wasn't, I was embarrassed by Boomer telling a story about me and I decided I wanted to get Mikayla's attention in a good way so I tried to kill myself. What was I thinking, Mikayla isn't going to like me because I tried to kill myself, maybe I should try to find a lama and…No! I can't keep doing stupid things like that she said she hated them, well actually she said they creeped her out, but my point is I have to find some other way to make Mikayla fall in love with me. Maybe I should…

"Brady you're awake!" I was mauled back onto my bed by Boomer attacking me with a hug. "I'm so glad you're alright bro!"

"Yeah, I won't be if you don't get off of me!"

Boomer stood up and mumbled an apology but he didn't wipe the wide smile off his face. "I'm so glad you're alright bro, you really scared me."

"So how long have I been asleep, 10 hours, 12 hours?..."

"3 days."

"What!" I would have jumped up to my feet, I almost did, if my ankle wasn't broken. "How is that possible?"

"The Shulman said that you bumped your head on the boat." He hesitated. "What really happened Brady?"

I felt a stab of panic. Did Boomer know that I purposely tried to kill myself, well try to almost kill myself? He doesn't seem mad so probably not but I can't tell him that I did this all for Mikayla. "N-nothing happened. Why would you think something happened? I'm a cluz, and I got my foot stuck in some rope and got pulled over board. It's that simple!" I accidentally yelled the last part out.

Boomer held up his hands defensively. "Alright just chill bro. It just isn't like you to get seriously hurt."

"I'm sorry Boom, I just feel a little on edge."

"It's fine, you're probably only hungry, I'll go send for the chef to make some cinnamon rolls."

"Sounds good."

Boomer scurried out of the room like he always does when he goes to get his morning cinnamon roll. I let out a breath I hadn't realized I'd been holding and placed my head in my hands. It is going to be hard to keep it secret from Boomer what really happened. The secret I've ever successfully kept from him was the one about singing but that was for his own safety, he couldn't know that he sucked and we needed to stay equally bad at everything, but this is different.

"Ah your majesty you're awake, I thought I heard yelling." My head shot up at the sound of Mikayla's voice, she looked as beautiful as usual.

I put on my best smile. "Missed me? Well, that's easy to understand considering you kissed me. You still haven't told me when we're going out on our first date."

"Well, I see that hit on the head didn't change you at all, too bad."

Ouch, that one hurt. I tried my hardest not to let it show though. "Was there something you needed Mikayla, other than me?"

She sighed exasperated. "No my king, I just came to see what all the noise was about." She stalked out of the room. I don't know what she's so upset about, she's the one who insulted me. Maybe I really do need to try something else with her. I gently eased myself back into my bed and pulled the covers over my legs, arranging my pillow so my back rested against it.

"What's Mikayla so mad about?" My brother's figure appeared in the doorway replacing Mikayla's, holding a tray with cinnamon rolls and two mugs of hot cocoa.

"Who knows, maybe it's because she works way too much."

"Or maybe it's because you were flirting with her again." He said as he placed the tray on my lap.

"Maybe." I grabbed a cinnamon roll and began eating it. Man how did I not notice how hungry I was before?

"You have to move on bro, Mikayla obviously isn't interested, I've known that for a long time but can you accept that now that she kissed you and didn't feel anything?"

"How do you know she didn't feel something?"

He threw up his hands in defeat. "Alright fine I don't! But what I do know is you have to move on, you've been chasing the same girl for two years and nothing."

"I know Boom, I know I should try to move on but I can't. I want to but I just can't."

He grabbed one of the mugs of cocoa. "That girl will be the death of you Brady." And he took a sip.

I froze in place with another cinnamon roll halfway to my mouth, but Boomer seemed completely oblivious to what he said. This secret would be really hard to keep.

Mikayla's POV

I can't believe him! I'm worried to death over him after he almost gets himself killed and when he wakes up he has the audacity to start flirting with me as if nothings happened! And I'm still so confused because I'm not repulsed by it anymore, I should be! He hasn't changed at all but all my feelings about him have. I really would go out with him if he didn't flirt with me and pull all those stupid stunts. But he's never going to grow up so that means I will never go out with him.

I finally reached my room and nearly slammed the door shut with my frustration at Brady's inability to act normal and nearly screamed at the sight my room with dozens of pink bags, a TV, pink pillows and blankets scattered over every surface.

I eased my machete out of it's sheath preparing myself for an attack.

"SLUMBER PARTY!" Candace squealed as she popped up from behind my bed wearing pink pajama's.

"Candace what is going on?" I put my machete back.

"Well we haven't spent much time together in a while and considering every things that's happened I thought you could a little girl time, you really need some."

"That's sweet Candace but I have guard duty and…" My voice trailed off. Maybe I should do this. She is right we haven't time together in a while and I'm sure my dad will let me take off guard duties. "Oh, what the heck, let's do this!"

Candace squealed again and turned towards my bathroom door. "She said yes girls, come on in!"

Half a dozen girls ran squealing out of my bathroom in pajamas and gathered around me all talking at once about different beauty treatments and movies we could watch.

I have been a guard for 12 years and I've never been so scared.