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"Princess Beverly?"
I sit up abruptly, letting out a gasp as my eyes widen at my crazy dream. I run a hand through my hair, slightly jumping as a knock sounds from my door, "Princess? It's nearly 5 o'clock you need to be present for Cotillion in 2 hours."
I frown, turning to check my alarm clock. 4:57 P.M.
"I'm up, I'm up." I groan, lying back down, "I'll be out in about an hour."
"Alright, also Miss Evie has requested your presence in her dorm room. She said quote, "I want to pretty her little booty up" "
"Alright!" I call, my patience wearing thin with the man's posh accent and slow speaking.
"Good day, Princess."
"Good day, sir!" I sit up, throwing one of my pillows at the door. I hear the man chuckle, a noise escaping his mouth, "I said, good day, sir!"
When the sound of footsteps finally disappears I let out a tired groan, slowly rolling out of my bed. I pause halfway, my body too lazy to move anymore for atleast twenty minutes.
Get up, lazy ass!
I roll over one more time, letting out a shocked scream as I fall off the bed and onto the floor. I huff, sprawling out on the floor like a starfish, "stupid Cotillion making me get out of bed!" I grumble, struggling to pull myself up from the floor.
I drag myself to my vanity, grimacing at my dirty reflection. "You girl, look rough." I mumble to myself, grabbing a towel before rushing off to shower.
I step into the shower, turning the water on before leaning against the wall. My cheek squishes against the cold tile as the water runs through my hair.
My mind drifts off to my dream and I slighty smile, my fingers tracing my lips. It all seemed so real, I was almost certain he was there. What if he really did kiss me? Would I kiss him back? Would I even act the same with my parent's around? I'm not like Ben, my parents don't accept my dumb mistakes. If I would've wanted to bring the VK's here they'd probably disown me, so how would they react to me being with Harry?
Well, you aren't with Harry so it doesn't matter.
I sigh, washing my hair and body so I can get out before I overthink anything else. Once dry I slip into a sundress before rushing to Evie's room.
"Knockity, knock, knock!" I call, knocking away at the door.
It swings open quickly and I accidently smack the person in the face. My hands fly to my mouth to cover up my grin as my eyes meet Doug's.
