So this is the Festival Chapter. This is where the story starts to get a bit Smutty so reader discretion is advised. Hope you enjoy it.
Chapter 3: The Festival.
Rachel's POV.
Santana: "I think we have found your dress."
Rachel: "How do I look?"
Dani: "Hot. Are you sure that you are straight? You could always switch teams you know?"
Rachel: "I'm fine Dani. I thought that I was only going to be dressed like this for royalty. Not to get a man at the same time?"
Santana: "Seriously Dani. You told her that? You are with me okay. It was to only get her to be able to get a man first. Rachel, you haven't been in a relationship ever since you dumped that gigolo about 3 years ago. We will buy this dress Rachel and will be ready for the festival tomorrow."
Dani asked Santana out last Monday and Santana accepted. They are coming with me to the festival tomorrow in Times Square where it is being opened by the King himself. I can't wait to see him, he looks so good and handsome. How I wish I could get closer to him in more ways than one.
Stop it Rachel! You getting anywhere close to the King is just a dream and will remain a dream. He would never want a girl like me with no status to be Queen. Still I can dream can't I?
We pay for the dress and then we head back home. I say goodbye to Dani and Santana and head into my flat. I have something to eat but then I head to bed afterwards in order to get up early to get a good view of the ceremony tomorrow. The King is coming so I want to be there early to make a good impression.
The following morning, I get washed in my small shower before I get dressed and put on my dress for the festival. The festival begins at 10 because apparently the King is a late riser according to the press and he will not be denied his sleep. To be honest, in his position I would do the same thing. I bet that being a King is quite tiring and stressful work. I would get all the sleep that I could get if I were him.
I leave early in my dress ready for the festival at around half 9. I see that my creepy stalker neighbour Jacob trying to get a look of me. He is such a pervert. He thinks that us living next door to each other is God's plan and reasoning for us to make 'hot Jew babies' as he put it. I don't even feel the slightest attraction to him at all. He is creepy at all.
Jacob: "Rachel, come here my sweet."
Rachel: "I am not 'your sweet' Jacob. Go away and find someone else."
After that, I head to the festival to see that it is starting to get busy. There are stools opening containing food courts, an outdoor ice rink after all it is February and rides for children and games with prizes. More importantly there is a stage where the King will open the festival and he has announced that he has hired many singers in order to make the week special. He has made this week a state run holiday so people aren't working this week due to reforms in employment rights that he and Congress put together focusing more on people's health comes before work. It was a popular reform and he is a popular King and is sexy. Rachel, snap out of it.
I know I should stop having these thoughts about the handsome King but I can't. He is such a handsome and charming man from what I have seen of him on TV and his half-smile makes me feel very wet indeed. I would do anything to get him for myself but it is a hopeless position.
After the National Anthem, the King is ready to make his speech.
Finn: "Good Morning New York. As you know 60 years ago, my Grandfather King William ended the bloodiest chapter in our great Country by establishing the Monarchy and ending a decade of civil war. This year we are paying respect and celebration of that peace. I therefore declare that the festival of goodwill in New York be now open."
There are mighty cheers within the crowd when he makes his speech. I feel my eyes darken with lust, my nipples harden and my wet spot becoming that little bit wetter. Why am I always just a gooey lust pool when I see the King? Then the King makes a further announcement.
Finn: "I will be here all week to celebrate the wonder of your great city and state. But now I want to open the singing, I welcome onto the stage, Miss Mercedes Jones and Mr Sam Evans."
They are two of the up and coming artists in the country, they come up and perform a duet of Loser Like Me which I hear is an original song about being knocked down but getting back up in the future and getting your revenge in the future. It seems like a very inspiring song.
I manage to find Santana and Dani who were both going Ice Skating so I care to join them.
Rachel: "Enjoying yourself girls?"
Dani: "Of course Rachel. You too?"
Rachel: "Yes of course I am."
Santana: "Found yourself a new man to shackle up with yet?"
Rachel: "No I haven't. Can I tell you girls something when we get off the ice?"
Both: "Sure."
We skate around for another half an hour before we decide to come off the ice and that is when I decide to come clean with my crush.
Rachel: "I don't know how to say this and I know that this is wrong but I think that I have feelings for the King."
Santana: "So she has finally admitted it?"
Rachel: "What?"
Santana: "Berry, it was obvious for a long time. Every time I saw you watching him on TV, you were un-dressing him with your eyes. You want him don't you?"
Rachel: "Yes I do."
Dani: "Well we are behind you girl."
Santana's POV.
Thank Goodness Berry has admitted her feelings for the King. It has been obvious for a long time. She has struggled to keep her hands to herself when she has seen him on the TV. She keeps lusting over him and finally she isn't sheepish to admit it.
The thing is though, I can help. My mother has been a close friend of Noah Puckerman's mother for a long time. Puckerman is the King's best friend. Maybe I can hatch a plot with him to set the King up with Rachel. You can thank me later Rachel.
I spot Puckerman in the food court, he is a very outgoing personality. He looks a lot different from the last time I saw him, for one he has completely shaven his head rather than having a Mohawk. I try to get his attention and he tells me to come over.
Puck: "Miss Lopez. We meet again."
Santana: "Well hello Puckerman. I am happy to see you well."
Puck: "Same here. I see you were trying to get my attention, what is it about?"
I put the situation about Rachel's crush on the King. He has a slight smile.
Puck: "Keep this to yourself but I think His Majesty has a slight crush on her as well?"
Santana: "How? He hasn't even seen her surely?"
Puck: "Yes he did. He was sitting with me and he spotted her in one of the stools and he told me that he thought that she looked pretty and hot. I have never seen him have a reaction to any girl before."
Santana: "I think we know what we need to do don't we?"
Puck: "I do too."
We exchange phone numbers and decide to go and return to our groups. But the plan to get Rachel with the King as just began.
Finn's POV. (Taken from a little earlier in the festival.)
It is difficult being a King in a public event. After all I can be exposed to my subjects and some people can get very close and personal. I know that I have to make sure that I keep myself safe from someone trying to kill me. You never know what Sue is planning next. She might have paid someone to attempt to kill me.
I see so many people around the stools and people buying and selling things and prizes are given out. It seems like people are enjoying themselves but then I look around and I see this stunning young woman in one of the stools. Oh my God, she is so beautiful.
She is wearing a dress which shows of her long legs which I am amazed are so long for someone so little. Her dress barely covers her butt, I see a bit of lace of her panties, oh what would I do to get a closer look? It barely covers the top of her breasts. She looks like an absolute Goddess; I have never lusted over a woman like this before. I bet she would be great in bed.
I discuss with Puck that I think that she is stunning and hot but then I see him being called over by someone who he clearly knows. Typical Puck, he probably has smoothed talked with so many girls that they practically recognise him when they see him. Once he gets back, he has his phone out and is typing a number in. Maybe he has booked himself a date with someone.
My friends and I spend the rest of the day at the festival and listening to the music. At the end of the day, we head back to the Manhattan House which was the old Lehman Brothers Bank Offices which was renovated into a big luxury House and Hotel post its collapse. When I get back to my room in the House, I look out over the city but keep having thoughts back to that girl I saw at the festival. It felt like there was something different about the connection to her then I did to any other girl. I know what I will do. I will try and hunt her down before she slips from my grasp.
Reviews are welcome as usual. So both of them have admitted feelings for each other to their friends. Where will this be heading?
