Chapter 33: Vol.1 Ch.33: My first date!

In my dreams I was in the FBY room watching the big screen, seeing the locker room scene unfold. Ms Lyst was sitting right next to me. When I watched closer it wasn't Elsa and Tina kissing in the video, but I saw myself kissing Ms Lyst.

I woke up sweating heavily. What the hell was that?

Well, I had no time to ponder too long about it, because I had to get ready for my date with the prince. I decided to wear my prettiest dress, which I got quite a few months back. I had not yet had an occasion to wear it, because the skirt was a bit too short to wear for school, so I was waiting for an excellent opportunity like this.

I felt strangely relaxed. In almost all of the yuri literature that I had devoured in the last week, everyone was always pretty nervous and did not know what to wear for their date, but I did not really understand the big fuss. It was just the same as going shopping with a bunch of friends. The only difference was that you went with just one person wasn't it?

I walked into the kitchen.

“Where are you going dressed like that?”

“I've got a date with a girl from school.”

At those words mom spilled the cup of coffee she was holding.

“A date! My daughter is going on her first date!”

She seemed to be making a way bigger deal out of it than I was. Well after all I was just going to have a talk with the prince about Mia. There were no romantic feelings involved.

She took me by the shoulders and checked me out.

“Oh, this just won't do. To the bathroom with me, now!”

She took me to the bathroom and started re-applying my make-up for me. When she was done I looked really pretty. Like right out of a fashion magazine pretty.

“There, now you go get them, but I trust you would do nothing I wouldn't do.” and she gave me a shoulder pat and a wink.

All dolled up I set out toward our meeting spot. I was taking the metro to the central station and would walk to the tram stop 'Bourse' from there. If I wanted to arrive by tram it would take me much longer to get on to the right line.

While walking toward the Bourse tram stop I felt like everyone was watching me. I even noticed several men turning their heads around to follow me. When I was almost there, a woman and her daughter ran toward me and I heard the little girl scream “It is the yuri Jeanne D'arc!” and suddenly I was surrounded by a mass of people wanting to get a glimpse of me.

This was getting too much for me, as I saw no way out. I hid my face and crouched hoping they would all pass, and just let me be. Then suddenly someone picked me up in a princess carry and carried me out of there. I opened my eyes and saw the prince looking at me with a protective smile on her face. I felt embarrassed that I had to be saved by my date even before I arrived at our meeting spot.

“You were late, and I wondered what the commotion was. Are you all right? What was that all about?” she asked.

Getting an embarrassment overload realizing I was still in a princess carry I said

“Uhm you can put me down now.”

“Oh right, sorry”

I explained to her about Gazette’s video that had gone viral.

“I had no idea people would react like this when seeing me in the street though”.

“Heh, so I got a date with a celebrity. Well, how about we go shopping for a little disguise for you. It might be a nice way to really start our date.”

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She took my hand and led me toward a little street with all kinds of tourist shops. Not the best place for shopping for clothes but they did have a bunch of cute and funny accessories. The prince was really smooth in everything she did. I felt protected, but at the same time, I thought she was a little too good at this. I felt that if I wasn't careful, I would be easy prey for a dangerous predator.

We started with fitting sunglasses. I tried on a few, and at one point I thought I spotted Ms. Lyst reflected in the store's windows. I turned around, but there was nothing to be seen. Seemed like my mind was playing tricks on me. I guess I had been around that woman so much, I was even seeing her when she wasn't here.

“What is the matter?” the prince asked, seeing that I was not entirely focused on our date.

“Oh I thought I saw a troublesome friend of mine... but it was just my imagination.”

“Troublesome? That sounds interesting. Tell me about her.”

I told her about Ms. Lyst and everything that had been happening to me during the last week. How I was being played like a fiddle by that woman.

The prince chuckled. “Seems like you have not realized it yet, so I won't say a thing. But today you are all mine.”

I wondered what she could have meant by that.

We bought ourselves some silly matching sunglasses depicting the Belgian flag and had quite a laugh about how silly we looked. At least the chances of being recognized would drop immensely.

The prince then put her arm around my shoulder and said “I prepared something special for you.”

She took me on a tour of all the famous chocolate makers in the city center. We were eating one chocolate in every store.

“Calories don't count when you are on a date.” the prince said.

At that point, I noticed that she was actually a lot more girly than she always acted. Also, something felt off about our date. When we were in public she was all close and doing stuff like holding my hand, but the second we went inside somewhere out of sight, she was colder and acted more distant.

When we were walking arm in arm in a little street that would lead us to our next chocolate, we suddenly bumped into Mia. She looked at me with glaring eyes, then looked at Valerie. I could see Mia's face become sad and then she walked away without saying anything. I looked at Valerie and saw a satisfied grin on her face.

“Oh, that's what is going on!” I said a little angry. I saw that we were in front of a pretty large bar, maybe a little too fancy for students like us, but it would have to do.

“We are going inside now!”

Seeing me act so strong and assertive completely overwhelmed the prince, and when she looked at the place we were entering, she started blushing heavily, but still complied meekly. Apparently, she wasn't really used to fancy places.

We went through the door and we arrived in some kind of lobby. I looked around a little better. Oh no, it seemed like we entered a hotel. Now it was my turn to blush.

“Why didn't you say something when I led you inside a hotel?”

“Well it surprised me that you were so aggressive, but you are really cute so I would not really be against it...”

Another embarrassment overload occurred as I went red up to my ears.

“I just wanted to go to a quiet place to talk!”