The President's Daughter by David Dower (if you liked this book txt) 📕

“Alice, I am very disappointed in you.” My dad said in a stern voice. I wanted to role my eyes, but I knew if I did I would get hell for doing so. “I thought we made it very clear that you weren’t supposed to leave this room?”

I opened my mouth to speak, “Dad I am sorry, okay?”

He looked at me with a stern expression, “Sometimes sorry isn’t enough.”

I let out a sigh, “What do you want me to say?” I was dripping wet. Once Ben pulled me out of the pool, I wanted to change but my dad didn’t allow me instead he brought me and Ben into his room and began lecturing us.

“Alice, you’re going off to College next year. When will you learn to grow up and stop making these childish mistakes?” My dad asked.

My eyes widened, I would never in a million years think that my dad would say that to me. “I am sorry dad, when I decide to ‘grow up’ I will give you a call, okay?” I said standing up from my chair and wrapping the towel around my body a little tighter. I then went over to the door, “Oh and dad, I am also sorry for being such a disappointment.”

I looked over to Ben, my mom and Ben’s parents who were all staring at me with their eyes widened. They must’ve never thought I would speak to my dad like that, I wouldn’t have. If he hadn’t said what he said. I slammed the door, and began to walk back to my room.

I walked back to my room knocking on the door, knowing that I left my room key in the room. And anyways I knew Thomas was in there, doing what? God knows.

A few seconds later Thomas answered the door, he had already changed and was in a pair of trousers and button up shirt. “Why are you so dressed up?” I asked him walking around him and heading straight to my closet.

“Mom, told me to get dressed she said that the Prime Minister invited us to dinner with his family.” He said following me as I began to rummage through my suitcase.

“Well you can count me out, I am going into the shower than to bed. Trying to erase this whole day out of my mind,” I said grabbing a pair of sweatpants and old t-shirt.

Thomas didn’t reply instead he went back to where he was previously, watching television. I shrugged walking into the bathroom and locking it, I really didn’t feel like having any surprises.

*

“Yeah because you are a lying scum!” I said throwing the popcorn at the television. I sighed, “Look at me. I am a seventeen year old girl, no social life and throwing popcorn at the television, as if they could magically hear me. I am pathetic,” I said to myself groaning. “Oh and I am talking to myself too.”

I sighed, I had nothing to do. Thomas and everyone left when I was in the shower. My mom left me a note, basically saying that if I leave this room, I will be in some deep shit. And sometimes, there is a boundary you don’t cross with your mom, this was one of those times.

I was interrupted from my thoughts when I heard my phone ringing, I looked around for it trying to find where the ringing was coming from. I lifted up my blanket to find my phone, “Gavin? What the heck is he doing calling me at midnight?” It wasn’t necessarily midnight here but it was midnight back in Washington. “Hello?” I said answering the phone a little hesitant.

“Ali?” I heard Gavin say.

“Gavin?” It was really him, why the heck was he calling me at this hour, unless he was. “Are you drunk?”

“Drunk?” He asked, shocked I even used those words to begin with. “No, why would you think that?”

“Well that’s the only explanation I could think of, explaining to why you are calling me at midnight.” I told him grabbing the remote that was placed beside me and putting the television on mute. “So why are you calling me?”

“To be honest, I don’t know.” I heard him say, sighing on the other end.

I didn’t know what to say, but I was kind of glad that my dad had got me international calling for the week, now I could talk to him without racking up my phone bill. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“No,” Gavin said. I imagined him as if he was shaking his head running his fingers through that brown hair of his.

“Isn’t that what people do? You know call people to talk, because I doubt you called me to hear me breathe.” I said smiling.

He let out a chuckle, “No I didn’t call you to hear you breathe, but if you want we could have…”

“No!” I said exclaiming too loudly, “No we aren’t doing that.”

“How do you even know what I was going to say?” He asked, sounding bewildered.

“I have basically all of my classes with you, I’ve picked on the things you do, what you say and how you act.”

“So you’ve been stalking me?” I could see his grinning face from here.

“No, and stop smirking or grinning or whatever you’re doing. I am not stalking you, trust me you would be the last person I would stalk.”

“Okay, fine you don’t stalk me but I will say you observe me from a distance, okay, nerd?”

“Whatever floats your boat, rainbow.” I said right back.

I heard him groan from the other end, “Can you please stop calling me that? It’s so girly.”

“Will you stop calling me nerd?” I asked.

“No.”

“Well then, I won’t stop calling you rainbow,” I declared.

“Fine, fair enough.” He said grumbling. It was quiet on the phone for a second, the only sound of our breathing. “Ali…”

“Yeah?” I whispered.

“D-do you think that God has made us for a reason?” He said stuttered a little in the beginning.

“What do you mean?” I questioned.

“I mean do you think like God has made us a plan for the future, like why he placed me into this family or why he sent me to this school or why I even met you in the first place?”

“Maybe,” I said thinking about his question for a few seconds before answering. “I think he did make us for a reason, and I think he did make us become friends for a reason.”

“I never asked why God, made us friends. I never said we were friends in the first place!” Gavin exclaimed.

“If we weren’t friends then how come you called me from all people? When you could’ve called any boy or girl you wanted.” I asked curiously. I then heard him mumble something on the other end, “What did you say? “ I asked a small smile on my face.

“I said!” Gavin said loudly mumbling the rest of his sentence.

“I am sorry I couldn’t quite catch that,” I knew it was something he didn’t want to admit to me if he was mumbling it.

“I said we are friends okay? I said that you don’t annoy me as much as you used too and that I am glad I met you, got it?” Gavin said quickly, I could imagine him blushing. I’ve seen him blush before and it was quite a cute scene.

I smiled, “I am glad I met you too, rainbow.” He let out a sigh, it sounded like it was a sigh of relief. “However, for some odd reason I feel like I am going to regret saying that.”

“You will never regret meeting me.” He said cockily.

“Trust me I am already beginning too.” I said with a smile on my face.

*

Gavin and I ended up talking for two more hours, we talked about the weirdest things, most of the conversation was arguing but I got too see a side of Gavin that I never actually seen, and I mean it quite literally since I was on the phone with him and not talking face to face.

“I am telling you it is possible to fall sixty feet and only break a hip, you are just being stubborn and not realizing that I am right and you are wrong.” Gavin said protesting.

“Buddy, where did you get this information from?” I asked, there was no way someone could fall that far down and only break a hip.

“Have you ever heard of that show ‘I shouldn’t be alive’?”

I shook my head, “No I haven’t.”

“Well that’s the reason, it’s an amazing show, it shows people how have survived terrifying things you can only imagine like surviving a shark infested ocean, a grizzly bear attack and being stuck in a canyon for twenty days with extreme heat conditions.”

“Why would you watch such a thing?”

“Why wouldn’t you?” He answered back.

I opened my mouth to speak when I heard a scream followed by a loud clash, “Gavin? Is everything alright?”

“Shit, Ali I have to go,” I heard another scream. “I am sorry, bye.” I looked at my phone, he hung up on me leaving me on dial tone.

I stared out my phone for a couple of seconds before chucking it to the side, “Well that was odd.” I reached for the remote un muting the television. I wanted to call him back, I was worried but I knew it was none of my business.

I stared at the television screen, I noticed as Fresh Prince of Bel air was on. It was an American show, odd that it was being shown in a European country but nevertheless I continued to watch. A few minutes into the show, I heard a knock on my door.

“Who is it?” I asked, God knows who it was on the other side. I looked through the peephole of the door, I still felt obliged to ask even though I could clearly see who was behind the door.

“It’s me Ben,” I saw him staring at the ground, his head looked up at the door looking directly at the peephole. “You can clearly see, Alice. Open the door.”

I pulled open the door allowing Ben to come through, “Thank you.” He walked into my room, going straight to the bed.

“What are you doing here?” I said walking over to him and taking a seat next to him.

“The dinner was boring, and asked my parents to let me go back to the hotel, you know hang out with you.” He said loosening his tie.

“So were you bored or wanted to hang out with me?”

“Both,” He said running his hand through his brown hair.

It was quiet for a couple of minutes, the only sounds of our breathing and Will Smith’s voice from the television. “Well, unless you find watching reruns of The Fresh Prince of Bel Air, fun. Well, then you are free to join me

“How about we do something?” Ben suggested.

I groaned, I was changed into a pair of pajama shorts and an old t-shirt I was quite comfortable and I really didn’t feel like changing. “Do we have to? I am not allowed to leave the room.”

“I asked your mom, she said I could take you to the local bakery down the street, what do you say?” He said standing up.

“I say no because there is no way on earth I am leaving my beautiful bed.” I announced, crossing my arms and narrowing my eyes at Ben.

*

“I can’t believe you dragged me out here,” I said mumbling it