Glaciers

Hello Ned

I settled down on my purple bench, twirling both of my legs together, one over the other, the other over one. It was a complicated pattern, and I was just getting the hang of it when someone knocked on the door. "That must be Hans!!" I jumped to my feet and opened the door, not caring that I was half naked. But it wasn't Hans. Another boy, about 15 with brown eyes and pale lips stood there his eyebrows crinkled as he eyed my butt-naked jeans. "Oops" I hurriedly changed in the bathroom and came back, blushing.

"A proper princess would never-" but I didn't let him finish, overwhelmed by the lessons I had already had that day. I didn't want another etiquette lesson. "No. No, no, no. Goodbye now" I closed the door in his face, but his quick reflexes caught the door in seconds. "Ha. The 3.14159 method worked as you should've know if-" he began. "Look. Either you're here for a lesson or a proposal. Either way, get out!" but there was no stopping the blonde-haired boy.

He stepped into my room and sighed. "I'm Ned Bleston. Since Mrs. Gee is busy with her own children, I have been asked to tutor you in history. "Just great" I wanted to mumble, but it turned out Ned was kind of funny. He was also pretty cute, including the one dimple he had. And when it was time for him to go 9:00 PM, I wish that he could stay. But being Ned, he accidently tripped over a wire, and I, being Paige, reached out to save him. I landed on top of him, the most embarrassing thing that had ever happened to me. Just then, Mrs. Kivert came in to check on me. Unfortanuly, Ashlynn and Bree weren't there to help me out of the mess. And the worst part, his shirt was off. "PAIGE MIRANNIA MURRY!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING LYING ON TOP OF A BARE MAN'S CHEST?" she yelled. I sat up quickly. "Excuse me Madame" and I hurried off, not wanting to see Ned be escorted forcefully out of the academy.