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Part II
~ Chapter Six: Cellular Status ~

Being at school would be a million times easier than being at home. I, Daring Charming, don't mind being at home – but I'd much rather be on campus. It's not because I'm a hexcellent student by any means. There's just so much going on at home and I'd much rather be somewhere where I don't have to think as hard and hang out with those I wish to.

My brother puzzles me greatly, he's a good student and enjoys school – but he's terribly withdrawn at home. It makes me wonder about his health. He claims to be fine, but I'm not as blinded as he thinks I am.

I just hope that when he's truly in trouble, he'll come to me for help. I'm a Charming, I'll never turn a blind eye to someone in need, especially when that someone is my own family. I don't think either one of my siblings know how loyal I feel towards them and it hurts an abundance.

Ooh, a text message.

Have you been thinking about me?

I smirked upon reading the text message, of course I have. As a matter of fact, I haven't stopped thinking about her for one moment.

You know it, ;)

I had to admit, keeping my phone away from my parents' concern has been the hardest task I've unintentionally taken on but I was doing it. Barely, but it still counted.

You're so lame, all over yourself before I even get a chance to be, ;D

My mouth dropped, not only had no one ever called 'Daring Charming' lame – but she wanted to be all up on this? I won't mind if you do sweetheart.

Needless to say, I composed a reply right away.

Of course you want to be all over me, who doesn't?

I bit down on my lip after sending that response, she'd come up with something less than flattering for sure. But I didn't mind the banter – she was too hot to let go. Well, I never actually had hold of her to 'let her go' but – I certainly would mind.

Oh Charming, you're so full of yourself that you wouldn't notice me standing near you regardless.

It astonishes me how many people say that, or voice it. If you've got it, flaunt it – I just so happen to have it. Besides, showing off never hurt anyone – but more than myself, I wanted to show her off on my arm.

We've never associated at school, but we've been texting all summer non-stop. We even almost made out! Wait, what? How could that be done via cellular device anyways?

Well, let's not waste time even trying to picture that.

You don't know that, I notice a lot more than people think I do. I still remember exactly how you looked when we spoke face-to-face last. :)

She probably won't believe me, but it's the exact truth. The way her hair cascaded down around her, those bright eyes and the way they looked at me with such hope and royal reign... I couldn't describe how weak in the knees she made me feel – just the thought of her alone.

I can't believe I have it so bad for this girl. What's wrong with me?

Eww! That can't be good. Un-picture that or else.

I laughed, she doesn't respond like a typical girl and for some strange reason – it's attracting me all the more. I can't put my finger on it, but I also can't stop texting her back.

You're going to have to make me, sweetest.

Y'know, I'm so smooth sometimes it near makes me ill. I grinned, habitually checking my teeth via my reflection through my idle phone.

Ha ha, make you. Right. Can't believe I find you cute.

Why I'm hanging on her every text confuses even someone of my caliber. But I can't help it. I really cannot help it. The urge to be near her, to inhale the scent of her distinct shampoo – I'd give anything. But coming here is too risky. Or is it? Maybe I can court the object of my affection after all – just without anyone noticing.

Here goes nothing.

You're a Charming, you've got this!

I most certainly do not have this. I'm the most nervous I think I've ever been in my life. Tomorrow was the day that she would pop into my Kingdom and we'd meet up without the family noticing. Even though it wasn't for another whole 24 hours, I was still so uneasy. I decided to take a walk around the castle and see what everyone was up to. I liked to do that often, just to make sure everyone was here still.

Darling was right where I suspected she would be, in the castle library. It has walls and walls of thousands upon thousands of books. It was a bookworm's heaven. "Good afternoon, Darling." I greeted my sister, who held up an index finger. That was her cue for me to wait a few moments before speaking again whilst she finished the page.

"Good afternoon, brother. How are you?" She asked me, dog-earing the page and setting the book down in order to give me her full undivided attention. I sauntered over and took the vacant seat next to her.

"I'm well, and you dear sister?"

She raised an eyebrow, "Uh-oh, 'dear sister'? What exactly is it are you wanting Daring?"

I raised my eyebrow, did everyone assume I was nothing but a Royal Jerk? "Nothing! I just came to see my sister, what – must you pencil me in?"

She laughed, much to my momentary dismay. "You're more dramatic than the Princesses at school!" Pausing to close her book completely, her eyes connected mine. "I'm just teasing. You're awfully tense."

I truly hope she hasn't noticed my uneasiness. That could cause for a serious tidal wave of questions from everyone if I couldn't hold it together. With it hardly being that close – I didn't want to ruin the chance in its entirety. "Me? Tense? Ha ha ha, well – I don't think so. Why? Do I seem tense to you?"

"Yes."

Darn it. "Well, I'm not." I think I'm fidgeting.

She raised her own eyebrow, "Right."

"So, um. . . how's Dexter?" I asked suddenly, wanting to know how he was doing of course, but also attempting to distract my sister from my tenseness.

She gave a shrug of her shoulders. "It's anyone's guess really. One moment I think he's fine and the next, he's acting far from who I know him to be."

I nodded solemnly. He had been acting different lately.

"Do you think," I paused – sitting down in the other arm chair farther from my sibling. "that he'll still be okay to, participate in a way – within his, own fairytale?"

I could tell it hadn't crossed her mind at all until I mentioned it. She took an extra few moments to ponder, but I didn't mind. "Y'know, maybe not knowing is upsetting to Dexter? I don't know my own fairytale either but it doesn't bother me. I don't mind not knowing, it leaves a bit of mystery in the air." She shrugged her shoulders casually – tossing her long braided hair over her shoulder.

I shrugged my shoulders, "Sometimes it's better not to know, instead of knowing your destiny and not being in love with it."

Darling put her book down and looked me in the eyes. I wanted to divert my eye contact, but I couldn't without her being extremely inquisitive. "You dislike your fairytale future?" She sighed, "What's with all the secretiveness in this family?"

I waved my hands about, "No! No, I never said such thing. You're reading between the lines that aren't even there," I told her sternly, she backed off the topic and for now – I needed her to back off a bit. "I'll be in the courtyard should you need me." With that, I left her and myself to think about what had just happened and more importantly – what I didn't just inwardly confess.