A/N- schwartzibrow, I updated, so you have to update too! After everyone reads this, I want you to go read the story Forever, if you haven't already, and I want you to review telling her that she has to update before she leaves, got it? Even if you've already reviewed, go review again.

And to answer a question: NO, there is absolutely NOTHING going going on between Michael and Lori. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.

Chapter 6: Still Not Getting Any

She kissed me.

I went back to my room that night absolutely ecstatic. I was leaping for joy, and Dennis was still asleep when I got back to my room.

"Quit making such a racket," He mumbled angrily.

"Sorry," I grinned as I pulled off my shoes.

"What're you so happy about, anyway?"

"She kissed me."

"Don't you mean you kissed her?"

"No, I mean she kissed me. As in she initiated the kiss, and I just kissed her back."

"What?"

I rolled my eyes as I unbuttoned my shirt. "You heard me you moron, she kissed me."

"On the mouth?"

"I just said I kissed her back."

"How long?"

I shrugged. "Six or seven minutes, I suppose." I changed into a pair of boxers and a t-shirt. I was gonna pat myself on the back with a nice, long sleep.

His eyes narrowed. "This doesn't mean that you've won, Michael, so don't get too cocky."

"Sorry if smiling is against your rules," A mock apologized while rolling my eyes.

I kissed him. And I'm glad I did.

You know what? Maybe I am in love with him. Maybe I just never stopped loving him. I just wanted to forget him because loving him hurt so much.

So can I love him now?

I was lying in bed when Julia came in. "So, what happened? You're practically glowing. Something good happened, I can tell."

I sat up and grinned at her. "I kissed him."

She squealed. "What was it like?"

I gave a huge sigh. "It was beautiful. In every possible way."

"Oh, I'm so happy for you!" She cried and she gave me a big hug.

We were silently contemplative for a while, until she piped up. "Oh, I know you else you might want to eliminate."

"Who?"

"Scott. He flirted with a lot of the staff and he slapped me on the ass today while I was passing by. I had half a mind to slap him back."

I laughed. "You should have. Strange, though. I'm dating him tomorrow, aren't I?"

She nodded.

"Well I'll see what he's like. Don't worry, I won't have any people in this palace that will sexually harass the staff here in the palace."

"Good. Now I know you're tired, so no ice cream. You need sleep for tomorrow." I nodded and lay back down, letting her bring the covers up around me.

"Sweet dreams," She whispered in my ear and walked quietly our of my room.

And I did have sweet dreams. Because they were all about Michael.

The next day I got up bright and early and cheerful, ready to take on anything that came my way. And it came as another usual routine. Paolo did my makeup, Julia laid out my clothes, Lori did an interview, and I ran downstairs to meet the boys.

Today I was going with Vincent, Scott and Chris to the annual Genovian Pear Picking Festival. As the princess, I had to put in an appearance, but the Festival was normally fun.

With the exception of Scott, who found the need to flirt with every girl he saw, the guys were nice. And for some reason, they got along with each other. They weren't treating this like a competition for a million dollars. They were just looking to have a good time.

These guys reminded me of my old friends from high school. We just hung out. And I could tell that they felt the same way: they just wanted to be friends. So I decided that I would keep these guys around, mainly because these guys were nice. I needed more friends, I decided.

I got back the palace with two huge lions in tow. I greeted them goodbye and ran upstairs and placed my lions gently next to my bookshelf. I think I was going to name one of them Chris and the other one Vincent, considering that they had won them for me.

Julia smiled and hugged them when she walked in. "That is so cute!" She squealed.

I smiled. "I know. You can have Chris if you want."

"Which one is he?"

"The one with the darker mane."

Immediately she squeezed it and buried her face. "So I take it you had fun?"

"Yeah, I did. They're nice guys. As friends. I think they felt the same way too."

"Good deal."

I stared intently at the clothes I had brought with me. What was I going to wear for tonight? Finally I decided to go a little casual. I pulled on a pair of jeans and a button down striped blue and white t-shirt. Just when I was about to put my sneakers on, Dennis stumbled into the room with several smeared lipstick marks on his cheeks.

I raised my eyebrows. "Having fun?"

"I swear man, the staff here are horny," He said while smirking and vigorously trying to wipe the lipstick off his cheek.

I rolled my eyes. "Nice hickey," I said while tying my shoes.

"Shit," He muttered as he ran to the mirror to take a look.

I grabbed my dark navy blazer and turned the doorknob. "Try to get rid of it before your next date," I shot at him and slammed door behind me.

I sat down in front of the cameras still seething, and Lori could sense it.

"What's up, Michael?"

"Dennis banged one of the staff."

"Well…that's…"

"Yeah," I agreed. She didn't need to say anything.

During dinner, I listened carefully as Mia detailed her date. "It was fun," She smiled. "But they were just friends, you know? Like back home, during high school."

"Yeah."

All my answers to her questions had been monosyllabic, and she, just like Lori, sensed that there was something wrong with me. "Alright," She said as she set down her fork. "What's up? Maybe I shouldn't have talked about my date."

"No, it's not that."

"Well, then what is it?"

I looked up and I wanted to tell her. I really did. But it was just her face. Her trusting, smiling face. She had already had a good day and I didn't want to ruin it. "Nothing, I'm just not feeling too good, that's all."

"Really? Then maybe we should cut dinner short. If you're tired, you should be resting right now."

I gave her a sly smile. "Only if you'll rest with me."

Her eyes expanded till they were the size of saucers as she blushed a bright red. Then she punched my arm a little too hard and laughed nervously. "Michael, you kidder."

I laughed too. But I half of me was actually serious.

Because unlike my oversexed roommate, I was still a virgin.

I got back to my room later that night to find him with another girl. And surprisingly enough, I had seen her around the palace.

They stopped midway and looked at me. They both turned bright red and Dennis called out, "Michael, dude—"

"Hey, save it," I interrupted him angrily. I grabbed a pillow and a blanket and decided I'd sleep on the floor in Chris' room.

Dennis wasn't worth all this emotional shit. For me or Mia.

I was about ready to jump his bones after he said that. But I couldn't do that!

I don't love him.

I suppose I'm the only twenty-one-year-old virgin in the world.

Shit, I promised myself I would never remind myself of that. It was too depressing, this fact that I've never gotten any and I'm one of the richest girls in the world.

God, could I be anymore of a loser?

When I got back to my room, I threw myself onto the bed and buried my face in the pillows. I still hadn't changed when Julia walked in. "Was your dinner that bad?"

I sat up and took a good look at her. "Julia, are you still a virgin?"

She blushed, then shook her head. Great, even my goody-goody personal assistant had done the nasty before me.

"Did you almost do it with Michael when you were still going out with him?"

I thought about it carefully. "Yeah, but I wasn't ready, and I'd always back away. Michael was really patient. He promised he'd wait till I was and he wouldn't pressure me. What was really sweet was that he never did." I looked up at her. "What about you?"

She smiled and sat down on my bed. "It was my eighteenth birthday and I knew I was ready. I loved him so much. He died in a car crash the next day."

I gasped. "Oh, I'm so…sorry."

She gave me a small smile. "It's alright. Maybe it's better this way, you know? I didn't know how the sex was going to change our relationship."

"Was that your only time?"

She nodded.

"Do you still think about him?"

"All the time. That's why I don't regret having sex with him. At least he died knowing how much I had loved him."

Long after she had left, I thought carefully about her words. And it hit me; life was so short. What if I died the next day, or Michael? She didn't regret anything.

Maybe I shouldn't either.

But I won't sleep with him unless I know that I love him.

A/N- I know this is short, but when I was writing this, I figured right here is a good place to stop.

I know you guys are going to kill me, but I came up with another PD fic. (grins sheepishly) Sorry. Don't worry, though, I won't post it until I'm almost finished with My Knight in Shining Armor, or this one, which by the way, neither are no where nearclose to beingdone. But that's mainly why this is kinda short. Next chapter will be longer, promise.

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