Ch 9 I Flirt With A Prince...Yeah Right!
Not to be rude but I was glad Tora was gone. At least for the time being. Maybe things would seem a little bit normal for a while. Some about her sets me off. I don't care if she was Mother's best friend; that didn't mean I had to like her. I just hope I don't have to run into anymore mad people. I really don't want to go around them.
"Now, let's see what we can do about rooming the three of you." Aunt Baba waved her hands towards another folder on the opposite side of the room. "I'm the school counselor, my dear." She answered when she noticed Chris's cocking eyebrows. "It's my job to look over the students here."
She searched and searched through a series of papers until she came across something that sparked her interest. "Yes, there's an empty room in the boys' Howard Pyle Tower Hall. It should do quite nicely for you two boys." Then she slammed the folder shut and waved for another to come to her. "I think Dexter Charming, son of our own King Charming, will be an hexcellent student ambassador for you, Christian. A model student. Now…for you, Henry, I think Alistair Wonderland, son of Alice, will be perfect. Still fairly new himself, but he can easily show you around the school. Not very social but I think you can bring him out of his shell. Fable, I know you get along swimmingly with Raven Queen You will adore her. She's actually a favorite student of mine. If a bit…alternative for my taste. Let me summon them."
She snapped her fingers and three blue orbs of light appeared in front of us. "Please report to Baba Yaga's office, Dexter Charming, Raven Queen and Alistair Wonderland." Then the orbs floated out the door. "My intercom is out of order." She explained simply.
Chris pointed out the door with a dumbfold expression, "Can I learn that?"
I snorted in response.
"Oh man. The pranks you could pull with that." Henry smiled wildly and Chris replied with a mischievous grin. "Can I learn that too?"
"Sorry but you boys just don't have an aura for this type of magic like Fable here." Aunt Baba answered quickly. The room grew quiet very quickly. My innards did a flip-flop as her last words echoed in my head.
"Excuse me?" I asked; my mouth dropped. "What do you mean, Aunt Baba, an aura for magic?"
She looked at me like I grew an extra head, "Fable, dear, you are a La Fay. All La Fays are gifted with magic. Didn't your mother explain this to you?"
I turned away. "She didn't really explain any of this to me. I only found out this place existed a few hours ago." I tucked a hair behind my ear.
"Well then." Aunt Baba placed an arm around me. "We will certainly have to fix that. A La Fay not knowing magic would be disgraceful. I will tutor you privately after school every day until you are a master sorceress. I'm sure you are just as, if not more, powerful than Morgan was."
I gave my great-aunt a half-smile and nodded my head in agreement.
"My best friend," Chris said in mock pride, "a master sorceress. I think our social ranking just went up, Henry." He chuckled in a teasing sort of way.
I turned to roll my eyes at him but I found his eyes were beaming at me and his smile was in a sweet, full curve. Something made me blush and my face felt hot. I quickly turned away. God, what was happening to me? Second/third time today.
Suddenly there was series of loud huffs and puffs coming from the door. Our little group looked over to find two teenage boys around my own age leaning over each other like they just ran a marathon.
"You-you-you c-c-alled for us, Miss Yaga?" One of the boys asked as he tried to catch his breath. Once it was caught, he stood up and stared at me and the boys. He was slightly taller than me which made him practically a head shorter than the boys. Poor thing. Yet he seemed well built with broad shoulders and seemed a bit athletic but the whole being out of breath act was telling me otherwise. His hair was shaggy and what color I could only describe as a fair blonde if not a bit faded. His baby blue eyes were shining with curiosity at the three of us. It made me uncomfortable. I glared at him.
"Didn't anyone tell you it's rude to stare?" I asked haughty.
But he answered, "Curiouser and curiouser. You're not from here are you?"
I took a step back and twisted the knife back in my pocket. I did not liked the way he phrased that. Suspicion was starting to move into my head.
His companion, on the other hand, was doing his best not to stare. Where the other boy's hair was messy and light, his was light brown, carefully combed and placed under a circlet of gold. I assumed this marked his status as a prince. But his face seemed nervous but there were certain aspects of his face that I found…interesting, Not romantically, of course, but more along the sense he seemed friendly and easy-going. His eyes were hidden behind a pair of black glasses but their color seems leaked through like the sun shining between a stain-glass window. They were a deep blue that reminded me of sapphires and were placed in an expression of innocence. He was probably the type of nerdy guy that fan girls of David Tennet would go nuts for.
"Sorry about that." The prince boy answered for his friend, "He gets like that when something interests him. Its kinda a family thing." Then he extended his hand towards me and his voice quickly shifted to a deep authoritative tone. "I am Prince Dexterous Charming, son of King and Queen Charming. But you can call me Dexter, my lady."
I moved my head to give Chris a "are you kidding me?" look but gave his highness my hand. When in Rome; do as the Romans do.
"Fable La Fay. Sup?" I answered back to him. Henry snickered behind me. But the prince Dexter seemed to ignore it and kept his eyes on my hand.
What I did not expect was him kissing it and kneeing down on one knee. Then he looked at me with pleading puppy eyes that I wanted to spack right then and there. But it got worse.
"Lady La Fay…" he said dreamily but wouldn't meet my eyes, "Such a name is befitting an exotic beauty like yourself." What the hell? "The stars have taken place in your bewitching eyes. Your wit can only be compared to that to the goddess of wisdom, Athena and your beauty can put even Aphrodite to shame. While my heart, fairest one, would soar high above the shining sun if you would only grace me with a smile. But no words would begin to describe the state of my soul if I cannot bring that light onto your face, sweet maid."
My eyes grew wide and felt my cheeks grow hot. But it wasn't the same warm, light pink blush I had felt like when Chris kissed me on my cheek; far from it. More along the lines of a red hot "Get this guy the hell away from me" type of blush. I opened my mouth to give the prince a piece of my mind but the only noises that would come out were something similar to,
"Y—yyy-you…I-II…why I..I…"
How dare he talk to me like that? Who does this guy think he is?
I started to pull away but Chris immediately stepped forward and broke the prince's hold on my hand. I looked at Chris and found the usual light in his golden brown eyes had been replaced with something else. But I soon recognized the type of change. It was…jealously? Jealous of what? I know that exact type of look in a guy's eyes as I had seen it plenty of times at school and with Henry whenever his current girlfriend had a wandering eye in anything that wasn't him. But Chris? What did he have to be jealous of? He was probably just being overprotective of me. Yes that's it; overprotective. I'll stick with that. That had to be it, right?
"Hands off m-" I eyed him carefully. But Chris stopped himself and his own face blushed scarlet yet was obviously trying to find it. "I mean Fable. Hands off my friend Fable." His voice had turned hard as he let out a soft chuckle to the prince who was now on the ground, staring at the now towering Chris, "She doesn't take too kindly to flirts. Try that again and she just might start beating you so hard your own mother wouldn't recognize the body." Then he pretended to think and continued, "On second thought, I might do that for you, Fable. Can't let 'exotic beauty' get blood on her."
I rolled my eyes and scoffed, "My hero." Like I can't defend myself. That boy better sleep with one eye open tonight.
Then Aunt Baba cleared her throat, "Uh, Chris, dear, Dexter is a Charming. They are trained since they are nursery rhythms to 'woo' young maidens such as Fable." She winked to me, "Be glad, my dear it was Dexter and not his brother, Daring. You would have surely swooned. It has happen too many girls around here. "
"I doubt that, Aunt Baba." I curled one of my hands into a fist. "I don't swoon; I knock out." Then I smirked at Dexter's fearful expression.
He got up and looked at me with those sad blues eyes. I could tell it was meant to soften me but it wasn't working for me. I rolled my eyes at him. But he cleared his throat and looked down at his feet. I noticed he was staring at something in his hand as he spoke.
"I'm sorry, Fable." His voice quickly changed again and back to his normal high one. I bet he preferred it that way. And so did everyone else. "It's an embarrassing and stupid family tradition all male Charming have to do once they are introduced to a new young maiden. I hate it because I have to manipulate and take advanced of a person's emotions. Please forgive me."
I stared at him for a while. I had noticed what was in his hand. It was a cell phone with an image of a dark haired girl on the screen and there was a heart next to a word I couldn't make out but could only assume to be her name. "A girlfriend?" I guessed. But then he saw I was staring at his hand and quickly put the phone in his back pocket before anyone else could see. "No, he wouldn't have hidden it if she was. "A crush, then? Poor guy; he could try woo any other girl but he couldn't talk to someone he has actual feelings for." In pity, I gave him a half-smile,
"I guess it's fine." I shrugged, "just don't do it again or I'll have to slug you."
Dexter smiled back, "I promise. Just don't tell my brother that; he'll take it as a challenge."
"Oh I'll give him a challenge." I winked and Aunt Baba quickly explained to the two visitors why she called them in. Then she pushed Chris and Henry towards them and levitated their belongings out the door.
"Just be sure to bring them both here tomorrow for their class schedules. Take them to their dorm room an hour before the curfew." Aunt Baba told them. But Chris stopped at the door and reached for me. I took his arm and he pulled me into an embrace.
"I'll come and check on you after I ditch this guy" he whispered into my ear. "How's some quick exploring around places we 'aren't allowed' in sound?"
I giggled into his ear, "Sounds perfect. I'll wait for you outside your dorm hall." Then I let go and gave Henry a quick hug as well. "Don't draw any attention to yourself, Henry."
"Oh, what fun would that be?" he groaned in a very childish voice. I smiled as I watched my two best friends follow a charming prince minus the charm and a mad child of Alice. I thought to myself. "I wonder what the rest of the students are like?"
