Author's note: I just wanted to thank everyone who has followed and reviewd my story. This is my first attempt at fanfic writing so every review helps me get a new chapter out sooner! Just as an FYI - this story will be switching from Gendry and Arya POV's

Arya

She hadn't planned on going to the party but Margery was like a dog with a bone and wouldn't take no for an answer. The last thing she wanted to do was surround herself with a bunch of spoilt socialites, let alone have to be forced to only rock up wearing lingerie. It was such a degrading concept and she knew people would talk about her.

It had been 5 years since anyone but her family had seen her and a lot had changed during her time away at Braavos. She had grown taller and filled out in her hips and chest. She was still lean and lithe though from her fencing and playing volleyball. The baby fat on her face had melted away so her features were more prominent and feminine. Gone was the boyish girl everyone called Arya horse face behind her back. She knew she was pretty because of the attention she got from the opposite sex. Although she had kissed a few boys and even dated a couple she was still a virgin and still felt self conscious about her body, especially back home where she knew everyone judged everybody.

Her phone buzzed and she saw the text from Margery letting her know she was out the front. Because she had no intention of going initially she didn't have anything to wear to the party, so Margery offered to go shopping with her and help find her something to wear.

"Hey babes" Margery greeted, kissing her on the cheek and hugging her in a tight embrace.

Arya often wondered if this is what it felt like to have an older sister who cared. She thought that things with Sansa might have changed when she came back home but they were still the same. They would pretend to be civil in front of their parents but when they weren't around it was back to pretending the other didn't exist. Although she would never admit it to anyone she desperately craved her sisters approval and acceptance but it was a hope that faded with each day that went past, driving an even bigger wedge between the sisters.

"I'm so excited you said yes to coming on Saturday" Margery exclaimed.

"We are going to find you the hottest set to wear so you can show off that hot bod of yours" she elaborated.

"Do I really need to wear lingerie Marge?" Arya sighed.

"I mean I'm only 17, wouldn't that kind of be inappropriate?"

Margery shook her head in disbelief, "Stop acting like a prude, it's just like wearing a bikini to a beach except its underwear and well it's at a club not a beach"

"Fine, but I'm not wearing a g-string, I want my arse covered"

"Sure no probs - I promise no g-strings"

When they pulled up into the store, Margery immediately set herself to work. She picked up all sorts of lingerie sets and handed them to Arya to try on. There were red ones, black ones, green ones and purple ones and she hated all of them.

"Arya you have to pick something - they all look great I don't know why you don't like them" Margery shrieked.

At this point the pushy sales assistant had decided to involve herself in the conversation.

"If you don't mind me saying miss, but when you have a body like yours you should flaunt it while you can. Before you know it you'll be old and won't have a need to wear beautiful clothing like this"

Arya gave the woman a pointed look that spoke volumes, but she didn't seem to notice and handed Arya a white Lacey set.

"Try this on and wear this cardigan with it too. The hood is fabulous and this was a huge hit on the runway when Miranda Kerr wore it"

Arya did as she was told and to her surprise she liked what she saw in the mirror. As much as she hated to admit it the outfit made her feel sexy and confident. She pulled back the curtain allowing Margery and the woman to see how it looked.

"What do you think?" She asked almost shyly.

"Fucking hell Ar you look amazing! There are defiantly going to be some drooling guys looking in your direction"

Arya couldn't help but blush at the comment. It was still hard to believe that men would want her or find her desirable.

When she got home she found her half brother Jon sitting in the living room with her younger brothers Bran and Rickon.

"Holy shit Arya when did you start growing up?" he said giving her a hug.

"Well I'm practically an adult old man – I'll be 18 in less than a year" she replied.

"Well you'll always be my baby sister no matter how old you are"

They both headed into the kitchen and sat at the breakfast bar.

"So I see you've done some shopping...let me guess you're going to Margery's?" He asked.

"She wouldn't take no for an answer" she smiled back.

"I don't like the idea of you parading around in underwear Arya" he stated in his big brother voice as a scowl appeared on his face.

"Well I don't really have a choice and trust me when I say the prospect of bring half naked in front of a room full of people doesn't exactly thrill me either...anyways Sans always goes to these things and I'm sure you've never lectured her before" she snapped with a raised eyebrow.

"That's because Sansa's Sansa and well you're you"

"That doesn't even make any sense Jon" she laughed.

"Look I don't know why it's different, it's just... I've seen Sansa grow up but it seems like you've grown up all of a sudden. It only feels like yesterday when you were the scrawny little girl who followed Gen and I around and well now look at you"

The mention of his name brought back the feelings Arya was so desperately trying to bury. Gendry Baratheon was way out of her league and she knew he would always see her as Jon's little sister. She had almost forgotten all about him and panic began to take over. Shit what if he is at the party wearing nothing but a pair of Calvin Klein briefs? Oh God he is going to see her in nothing but her underwear. She could picture it now. Gendry looking as sexy as always and trying not to laugh at little Arya Stark desperately trying to show everyone she has grown up.

"Well if it makes you feel better maybe you should come to the party as well and make sure I don't disgrace the Stark name" she mused trying to shake away her thoughts of Gendry.

"Oh I'm going don't you worry. Gen and I will make sure no-one touches you"

Fuck he is going she thought and he is going to be watching over her like some over bearing older brother.

"But what if there is someone I do want touching me" she replied cheekily.

The look on Jon's face was priceless as if the thought of his sister wanting to hook up with someone was completely out of the question. He opened his mouth to say something but nothing came out. Arya began laughing unable to contain her amusement.

"You realise I've had boyfriends before right? So this whole dating and hooking up thing isn't new to me"

Jon coughed shocked at his sisters matter a fact tone. After he composed himself he was able to string together a coherent sentence. "Look I know you like to think you know how the world works but things in Braavos are very different to how they are here. The guys here aren't the commitment type and well they're all about out doing the other. The more notches on your bed post the better…you get my drift?"

"Are you and Gen like that?" She asked hoping he would say yes so she could rule Gendry Baratheon out forever.

"No Ar, we aren't, that's why we're kind of on the outer if you hadn't noticed".

She hadn't really thought about it before but it made sense why her Jon and Gendry were so close. They were the misfits of all the rich kids.

"Good" she simply answered, secretly glad they weren't like the rest.

"I'd rather be on the outer than be considered one of them" she finished.

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