(Jessica's POV)

I decided to look for Brady that day. Even though I didn't really want to, I had to tell him that Mikayla didn't like him. He would have found out sooner or later anyway. I wanted to talk to him after dinner, but he somehow disappeared by then. I searched the whole castle, which was kind of difficult since I just arrived that day, but he was just nowhere to be found.

I was just about to give up and just wait until he shows up, but then the realization hit me. Why don't I just ask someone? So I went to look for Mikayla. Luckily finding her wasn't so hard. She was in her room, getting ready for her guard shift or whatever she was doing. I asked her and she told me she saw Brady heading to the beach. The beach! What didn't I think of that? Actually, why didn't I ask where Brady was in the first place? Everything would be so much easier. I could be so dumb sometimes.

Leaving Mikayla's room, I started heading to the beach. It was already late at night so it was dark, but the moon was shining brightly. I found Brady sitting down on the sand. But what surprised me was that he was holding a guitar in his lap and he was actually playing it. And he was singing too. I knew that he knew how to play guitar and sing since Mikayla told me about the Harvest Festival where he performed, but I didn't know he was that good! He was amazing, actually. It felt impolite interrupting him in the middle of his song so I just stood a few metres behind him, listening to his singing quietly.

Once he finished by strumming the last note on his guitar, I couldn't help but smile. That was amazing! That song was so deeply felt. And I bet it was about Mikayla! It was so obvious. Now I hated Mikayla for not liking him. I mean, how could she not like him? I can't believe she said he was a goofball. He seemed like a really sweet guy to me! Dear cousin, please tell me, what is wrong with you?

"That was amazing, King Brady," I said as I stepped forward to the boy, who jumped right up once he heard my voice.

"Jessica," he exclaimed, "you startled me!"

"Oh, I'm so sorry," I apologized.

"It's okay. And, um, thanks," Brady said, putting his guitar on the ground.

"So was that song about someone certain?" I asked, maybe stupidly.

"What, no!" Brady riposted. I raised an eyebrow. He sighed. "Okay, maybe it was."

"Okay," I smiled slyly. "It was a nice song, by the way."

"Thanks," he said again. "So did you talk to Mikayla yet?" Oh no. There comes heartbreak.

"Actually..." I trailed off. "I did."

"And? What'd she say?"

I sighed. I didn't want to tell him. He would be heartbroken. I just felt it. But I couldn't hide it from him. It wouldn't be fair, would it?

"Brady– King Brady," I started. It probably looked like I wasn't going to say anything cheery by the look on my face. "I'm going to be honest with you..." Brady probably knew what I was going to say, he had the expression in his eyes. It wasn't sadness, but it wasn't happiness either.

"The truth is," I paused, more trailing off than doing a dramatic pause like they do in the movies, "that Mikayla doesn't have feelings for you." There. I said it.

The look on Brady's face was heartbreaking. "...A-are you sure?"

I nodded slowly, feeling the grief with him. "Yes. She said she only liked you a friend. I'm sorry."

"No, don't be. I was kind of expecting it," he sighed and sat down, turning his head to face the ground. I sat down right next to him. I felt so sorry for him.

"Hey, it's okay. It's not like Mikayla's the only girl in the world," I said to try to make him feel better, but I don't think I was successful. To be honest, I was never good in comforting people.

"She was for me," Brady said, not looking up. "I just don't get it. Why doesn't she like me? Have I done something bad to her? "

"Well, from what I've her you always annoy her with your flirty comments," I said. Brady finally raised his head.

"Yeah, but that's the thing! I don't know why I'm always like that. It's just," he sighed, "every time I'm around Mikayla I can't help and say something really stupid! And no matter how hard I try and promise that I won't do that again, I do it again anyways! And the worst thing is that Mikayla thinks I'm nothing but just a goofy, childish and immature king."

"Hey," I said before he could start talking again. "Mikayla doesn't think that. Sure, she might have said that a couple of times, but I'm sure she thinks that you're an awesome king." I smiled, "'Cause you are."

"Thanks, Jessica," Brady said then paused for a second. "You know you're really nice."

I blushed.

"Thanks. You know you're not bad too. And I don't think you're goofy or even immature, to me you seem like a really sweet guy," I said.

"Really?" Brady seemed surprised.

I nodded, "Really."

"Well, thanks then."

There was a short silence after that, but it didn't last too long, because Brady broke it after a while.

"You know what I just realized?" he asked, causing me to turn to him since I was watching the ocean. It looked beautiful at night!

"What?" I asked.

"You're actually the first girl I'm talking to and actually being myself," he told me.

"Really? Wow," I said. "That's weird, because we don't even know each other."

"Well, why don't we get to know each other then?" Brady asked all of sudden.

"What?" I laughed a bit.

"Tell me something about yourself," Brady said as her turned to me.

"Okay, so what do you want to know?"

"Anything."

I thought for a second. "Okay, so my name is Jessica Anne Makoola, I'm sixteen years old, I was born in New Jersey, I'm the only child, I like to-"

I stopped talking for a second. What did I actually like to do? I didn't know! I didn't have a "specific" hobby. I did all kinds of stuff in my free time. Brady was looking at me with raised eyebrows, which made me nervous, because I didn't know what to say. Do you even need to have a "specific" hobby anyway?

"You like to...?" Brady said, trying to get me to finish my sentence.

I shrugged, "I don't know, actually. I don't have a specific hobby. I do anything when I want to do it, I guess."

"Oh," Brady chuckled, "okay."

"Okay, your turn," I said.

"Oh, well... Okay, so I'm Brady – wait no, you already know that," he said, causing me to giggle, "anyways, I'm seventeen. Boomer and I lived in Chicago and we were sixteen when we returned to Kinkow. I like to play guitar and sing, oh, and I'm good in making trouble."

"Good in making trouble?" I asked, laughing.

Brady nodded, "Yep, me and Boom are the best trouble makers in the world," he said proudly. I laughed again. I still don't get why Mikayla didn't like him. He was funny!

"Okay, I think I know enough," I said, letting out one more laugh.

(Mikayla's POV)

How could Jessica think I liked Brady? How the heck did she found out?

Oops.

Okay, I admit. I liked Brady. I really did. Don't you look at me liked that. It's true. I started having feelings for him ever since I kissed him back in the Evil castle to break the spell on him. At first I thought it didn't mean anything, but I was wrong. It actually meant something, because when I kissed him, I felt it. No, I didn't feel disgust because I was actually kissing King Creepy, I felt something else. I think it's called butterflies and sparks. Yes, that's exactly what I felt. Butterflies and sparks.

It was weird. I'd never thought I would like kissing Brady. Actually, I'd never thought I would be kissing Brady in the first place! But, I liked it. And now I was stuck at this love thing, because I liked Brady and I had to lie to my own cousin about me not liking him. But if I'd told her, he would probably tell everyone else, including Brady. Wait, no. She's Jessica, she wouldn't do that. Or would she?

I shook my head. Speaking of Jessica, I was wondering where she was. She said she went to look for Brady that I didn't know where he was either. He's gone somewhere after dinner and I haven't seen him since then.

Maybe I should look for them, I thought as I checked out the time and saw it was already 10 pm. I got up from my bed – I was in my room the whole time – and left to look for them. The first place I thought they could be at was the beach, because I saw Brady heading there and I think Jessica also went there when she was looking for him. I started heading to the beach, hoping they would be there. And guess what, they actually were there.

But the thing is... Jessica and Brady were kissing.

A/N: Do not kill me because of the last sentence, please... Lol, thanks for reading!