S U M M E R
"I need your help."
"With what exactly?" I ask him through the phone.
"I need you to help me this with English assignment." Drake explains.
"Drake, it's really easy. You can google some famous person and write what they quoted." I laugh.
"I know that, but I would do much better job if you are there with me. C'mon, you can help me pick the famous person." Drake pleads.
"Oh really?"
"Yes, really."
"If I help you what's in it for me?" I muse.
"One, you will get to come to my house which not a lot of people have the privi-"
"Yes, they do. You throw parties remember?" I interrupt him.
"Yes, but not my bed room. It's exclusive and only you get to see it. And two, I get to make you diner and get you all alone-"
"I'm in but only for the free food."
Am I really though?
"M-hmm, whatever you say. I'll see you at 6."
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"Mom, don't wait up for me tonight." I shout as I go to the door.
"You're going to Matt's place?" Mom asks coming out of the kitchen.
"No, actually it's Drake's place." Mom's lips form a goofy smile.
"You look cute." She gives me a once over. I am wearing a dark gray legging with a black and blue jacket which was zipped, casual look.
"Protection, honey. Never forget that." She shouts out as I literally run out of the house.
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I ring the door bell.
A handsome Drake who is wearing a black jeans and half buttoned up white shirt - he was in the middle of taking them off.
"Hey." Drake greets with a beam of a sunshine smile. The breeze hits his chest and reveals them even more. And damn they are hot. He has a sexy body with that tan skin complimenting every inch of him.
"Like what you see?" His innocent smiling lips change to complete sexy one.
"I've seen better." Heat rushes to my cheeks and I avert my gaze.
"Oh really, whose?" Drake pulls me by my waist colliding me to that tan chest. My hands come in contact with the smooth yet hard skin of the chest.
He brings his lips to my ear, "Well?"
"Umm... Cap." I smirk. "Yeah, captain America,"
"C'mon now, I can top him off." Drake bites my earlobe I can feel my knees becoming weak. Sensing this he supports my body and pulls me even closer.
"M-hmm," He gives out a sexy, throaty chuckle.
"C'mon, let's get you inside." He drags me in.
"Pooh, is it okay if Claire comes over?" A little girl comes running down the stairs.
Let me give you a visual of the house. It's a wide open space. When you walk in through the door there's a round table with a small chandelier hanging above it and the stair is on the right side. On the right you can find the spacious living room and a huge TV on the wall. On the left there is a beautiful white kitchen which I'm guessing has everything and double the amount.
"Ummm," Drake blushes. "Yeah, sure." He is so embarrassed right now from his sister's nickname.
"Summer this is Val, my young sis." Drake introduces.
"Hello." Val says shyly, "You have beautiful eyes."
"Why thank you, but you have more beautiful eyes." Val has a sky blue eyes different from her brother.
"Thank you." She giggles. I crouch down to her level, her cheeks have blushed. Ain't she the cutest?
"Are you his girlfriend?"
"I..." I turn around to Drake.
"Yes, she is." He answers with a billion dollar smile.
"She's pretty." Val compliments me looking at her older brother.
"Haha, thanks." I chuckle, "And you are a beautiful princess."
"Ohhh, who is your favorite princess?" She asks.
"Can I say you?" I point at her.
"Don't be silly, I'm not a princess, I haven't met my prince yet." Valeria slaps off my finger playfully making me laugh.
"Well, how about Rapunzel."
"Mine too. I love her hair!! I have this huge poster of them three -- Rapunzel, Eugene and Maximus -- on my wall. Come on," Valeria takes hold of my hand and leads me up the stairs to her room. I look behind me a happy Drake.
Valeria's room was a princess' room, the exact replica of Rapunzel's bed room. Everything was purple, her duvet was Maximus and her pillows are Rapunzel and her prince Eugenie. And on the wall their is a poster if all three of them -- Rapunzel, Eugene and Max just as she said. It was a beautiful piece of work.
"This is pretty amazing." I tell her nodding my head.
"Thank you." She curtsies.
"You love Rapunzel, don't you?" I chuckle.
"Yep! But her hair at the end was disappointing. I wished it was a little longer." I agree with Val.
"How is it like?" Valeria asks me sitting on the floor carpet and looking at me with hope filled eyes.
"How is what like?" I sit cross legged in front of her.
"Having a boyfriend?" She says in a duh voice.
"Well, it's great. You have someone who makes you laugh everyday." I tell her trying to keep this simple.
"Mason always makes me laugh, could he be my boyfriend?" I laugh as she asks herself.
"Do you like Mason?" Valeria instantly blushes and nods.
"Have you told him?" She shakes her head no.
"Well why not?" I ask her.
"Because princesses don't ask they get asked they get asked." She makes me laugh even more.
"Wait, didn't my brother ask you?" She gasped as if she has seen a ghost.
"...um... he did."
He definitely did not. He just said I was his girlfriend in front Valeria.
"Good." Valeria looks pleased with her big brother.
"But Val, you are your own princess and you can do what ever you want if you're willing to do it."
"Thanks." Valeria gives me a toothy smile.
"No problem, princess. And I think this Mason prince likes you too." I whisper to her. Valeria giggles, she comes to my ear and whispers back, "I think so too." We both giggle.
"But don't tell Pooh, kay? This is our secret." She brings out her pinky finger to lock with mine, "I won't." I promise her.
"Val, Claire is here." Drake calls from downstairs.
"I called her and told her to come over before asking him permission." She let's out a laugh as do I. We both come out of her room. Drake and Claire are heading up to us. He is sending glares to Valeria.
"Hey Claire."
"Hey bestie." Valeria runs up to the honey blonde girl with striking grey eyes for a hug. The two girls giggle and run for Valeria's room but not before giving me a quick kiss in the cheek.
"Finally." Drake huffs beside me. He snakes his arm around my waist then drags me to his room which is at the end of the hall. He covers my eyes with his hand and opens the door with his leg.
"What are you doing, Pooh?" I tease.
"If you call me that outside this house you're dead." He responds. I laugh all the way till we came to a stop.
"I hope you like it." Drake whispers. He removes his hands to reveal a simple typical boys room with desk and pc as well as a laptop. A window beside where the PC sits and a flat screen TV in front of the bed placed on the wall. There are also two door. One to the bathroom and the other to the closet. And a king sized white bed in the middle. And you know what's the best part? It's decorated with chocolates and biscuits all stored in an open duffel bag. I turn around to see Drake, "This is not the dinner. It's just a little treat." He explains.
"Pooh," I coo. Drake shakes his head.