Arranged.

I let out a soft groan, waking up but not wanting to move. I had a body pressed against mine and it felt amazing.

Whoever it was had the perfect body for me. Each of this mystery girl's curves fit perfectly into every line of my own body and I didn't want to move for fear that the perfect position we were in would be changed.

I smiled to myself, wondering if I laid her, but being able to tell by the amount of clothes I was wearing that that definitely didn't happen.

I sat up a little, finally committing to waking up and greeting the day when I remembered all that had happened the day before.

"Shit!" I cursed when I realized I had been cuddling with the boy Elise.

Last night vaguely came back to me and I groaned at the thought of it. I shouldn't have been so kind. Now he'll expect it from me all the time.

I was about to shake the still sleeping boy into wakefulness when the secret door by my bed opened and Nentel stepped through. There was a secret passageway to any room in the house if you knew how to use them right.

"Aww. Isn't he the cutest thing ever?" Nentel asked and he kneeled by the bed in front of him, putting both of his arms on the bed and laying his head sideways to stare at the boy. It being Nentel, he didn't look creeperish in the slightest.

"Not exactly..."I said, looking the other way.

"But you did sleep with him...and when I checked on you last night, you were pretty close to him." Nentel murmured, and looked up at me.

I growled a little. I thought I told him to stop that, but I guess it was just a habit that wasn't going to break so easily.

"Don't do it again please." I murmured, "And why would he even come to my room rather than yours? You're the one he's all buddy-buddy with." I persisted and my brother shrugged.

"Probably just because your room's easier to find." He said, and I nodded, not really buying the excusehe probably told him to come to me crying in the middle of the night.

"Why did this have to happen to me?" I groaned and put my face in my hands, thinking about all the ways this damned arrangement failed.

"Don't do that." Nentel said, frowning at me. He was naturally a very happy bubbly person and him frowning was pretty much equal to any other person screaming and red-faced in anger.

I paused to listen to him.

"Don't make it out that you're the only one who has to 'cope' or anything. Think about poor little Elise, coming to a whole new country on top of the shock of being told he's going to marry someone he doesn't even know. You get to keep your life just with a new boy in it. Everything he's ever known is being thrown upside down and then rolled around." Nentel said. "At least try to be nice to him. It's not his fault that this has happened. You really want to get back at Mom and Dad somehow, then play into it. Surprise them and be good. Act like you enjoy being in his presence and like you’re glad to be marrying him. If not to even get back at them, just for him. He doesn’t want this any more than you do. You may as well be kind to him. He’s done nothing to deserve your harsh words.” My brother finished and I was a bit surprised at how passionate he seemed to be about me not being an assa butt to him.

I nodded after him staring at me hopefully for a few seconds. “Alright, alright.” I groaned. “I’ll try.” I murmured, my eyes drifting back towards the boy laying in my bed.

“Thank you brother!” Nentel squealed and ran around the bed to hug me and kiss my cheek. “Just remember, any time you feel like this is some kind of punishment, think of Elise who doesn’t want this either but is also separated from his loved ones.” He murmured and kissed my cheek once more before running around my bed once more and going out the secret door.

Stirring a little, I saw Elise begin to wake.