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State of Emergency (Ansem125 and myself)

poisonedxkisses

poisonedxkisses

Supernova
Joined
Feb 16, 2009
Location
New Jersey
Serafina Bobrovsky, Daughter of the U.S. President. That was what most of the world knew her as and she was honestly sick of it. She wanted to live her life like a normal teenage girl, hanging out with friends, dating, just having fun. But she wasn't able to go anywhere without the secret service goons. She sighed and pulled her long, curly black hair into a loose bun, strands of hair falling in her face. She was a second generation American Citizen, her grandfather and grandmother on her father's side moving here from Russia near the end of World War II. She adored her family, but she hated her status and how everyone treated her like royalty. She was no different from a random girl in public school, but because of her father she was treated as such.

Serafina was out shopping for new clothes when she told the secret service she needed to use the bathroom. As she walked to the back of the store she saw them start talking, wrapped up in their own conversation to notice her. She made a dash out of the front of the store, her heels clicking against the sidewalk as she ran towards a small cafe at the end of the street. She had about 6 minutes before the men would look for her so she had to make do with the time shew had. She entered the cafe full speed and bumped into a guy. She fell, sprawled on the floor, her skirt riding up a bit. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry." she said standing up. "I wasn't paying attention." she blushed and smiled at him, her ice blue eyes twinkling.
 
"Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry about that. I was in a rush to get my morning coffee, because I don't have enough caffeine in my blood stream." she joked and laughed a bit. "The name's Serafina." she said extending a hand to him. "And I'd love to make it up to you, if you'd let me." she said. "I feel bad for not paying attention." she said and smiled at him.

There were plenty of things her father wouldn't have liked about him. One, he smoked. Two, he was a normal guy. No where near good enough for her, but she found him very attractive and there was something about him that was intoxicating. "Nice to meet you." she said and laughed. "Not like you had much of a choice."
 
She smiled and chuckled when he lit another cigarette. "How long have you smoked?" she asked, brushing her hands against her skirt after shaking his hand. She noticed the secret service guys heading up the street and looking in stores. "Uhm,,, so yeah, If I'm going to make this up to you we should get going... now." she said, trying to act like she wasn't nervous. The last thing she wanted was to get caught and chastised in front of the first cute guy she met in months. "Where do you want to go?" she asked walking down the street with him, moving quickly, knowing if the men caught a glimpse of her she'd be screwed.
 
"Oh, really? My dad would be appalled." she said and laughed lightly. "Alright cool. There's this really great French bistro down that way, we can go there." She said and smiled, walking with him toward it. The bistro usually required a reservation, but she knew she'd be able to get in with no problem.

She continued walking with him, enjoying his company, glad they lost her escorts. She shook her head a bit and brushed hair out of her face. "Have you ever eaten there?" she asked, not sure if he had because it was rather pricey.
 
She laughed and smiled. "I haven't had McDonald's in ages." she said and chuckled a bit. Ever since her father got the position of president it was State Dinner's and fancy restaurants. She felt her mouth water at the though of a nice cheeseburger.

She smiled at his questiuon and nodded. "Yeah, just leave it to me." She said moving ahead talking to the host. "Serafina, how are you?" the man asked, smiling widely. "Just you today?" he asked. Serafina shook her head. "No, I have a guest today." she said motioning to Matthew. "Ah, good, I'll get you a table post haste." he said moving to look around the bistro. She smiled at Matthew and nodded. "Told you." she said and smiled.
 
The man came back and smiled. "Your table is ready Serafina." he said, motioning for them to follow him. "Thanks Michel." she said and smiled as he led them to a table in the back with candles burning as if to set a mood. She rolled her eyes at Michel and laughed. "We just met you know." she said and Michel shrugged. "Ce n'est rien." he said and smiled. Serafina sat down, taking a menu from Michel, looking at the food, not sure how Matthew would react to the prices.
 
She smiled and nodded. "Yeah, and honestly, it's no problem." she said, smiling at him. Their waiter came to the table and she ordered a glass of water and coke before ordering French onion soup and a crepe with chicken, Gruyère cheese, and bacon. "Get what ever you'd like." she said and smiled at Matthew.
 
She smiled and looked over at him. "So, just letting you know the food here is amazing." she said and smiled. "I'm glad you let me make this up to you." she said. "I haven't been this free in a while." she said and laughed. "I was kind of glad I was able to slip my escorts." she said and laughed, rolling her eyes.
 
Before she could answer the TV in the bar started announcing that the president's daughter was missing, flashing her picture on the screen. She sighed and groaned. "Parent's so damn over protective." she said and shook her head. "They couldn't just call? They had to make a freaking public announcement?" she sighed. "Hey, I'll be back. I'm gonna go call my dad, let him know I'm okay."
 
She left the table and called her dad, a hint of agrivation in her voice. "Yeah, dad it's me. Jesus Christ. Why the hell did you call in reporters? Yeah, of course I'm fine. No, I didn't on my own. Why? Because I'm sick of being chaperoned everywhere. I have no social life except for old congressmen and ambassadors. I want to have some friends." She listened to the voice on the other end and groaned. "Yeah, I'll come home after this. Dad, I'm at Chez Martine. I'm eating lunch." she rolled her eyes and shook her head. "Dad, I'm almost 18. I have no friends my age and I just wanted to have a bit of fun. Instead of jumping to conclusions call me to ask where I am. Yeah, it won't happen again." she groaned and hung up moving back to the table. "Sorry. I guess that kinda ruined the whole day." she said sitting down, looking over at him, a small frown on her face. "Didn't mean to drag you into this. And don't worry. You'll be fine, I told him I left on my own." She shook her head. "I hate this damn title." she said and looked out of the window, holding back tears.
 
She shook her head and smiled. "Alright, thanks." she said, wiping her eyes, brushing the small drops of water out of her eyes. She laughed a little bitterly. "You're the first person my age I've hung out with since before papa became president. Most of my friend's form school stopped hanging out with me because they figured I'd change. You have no clue how boring it is to hang out with congressmen all the time." she said and laughed a bit, smiling at him. "Sorry about the news report. Papa is extremely over protective. I still wish he had just called me." she said and sighed, shaking her head as the food arrived. She smiled at the waiter. "Merci, garçon." she said and he nodded as she started to eat her soup.
 
She smiled and bit and nodded. "I like you too." she said and smiled. "I love this place. Even if it's so expensive it's one of the best places for a quick meal." she said eating her crepe. She took a sip of her soda and smiled at him. She ate more of her crepe and sat back in her chair. "I'm enjoying myself, hopefully you are too." she said and laughed.
 
She smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I know right. It was amazing myself when I first became the president's daughter." she said and laughed. "Then the honeymoon ended and I had no privacy whatsoever." She sighed and smiled at him. "Haha, thank you Matthew." she said and smiled. "I'm glad you think I'm pretty." she said and winked. "It's the Russian genes, I think." she said and smiled a bit. "People always say Russian women are gorgeous."
 
She smiled and nodded. "probabyl, but I'd kill for a greasy cheeseburger smothered in onions." she said and laughed. She finished her food and stood up moving to the front to pay the bill. She waited for Matthew before leaving the restaurant, heading towards the White House with him. "Hey, I have an idea." she said to him. "You can probably get in through the worker's entrance and we can hang out a little longer if you want." she said and smiled. I can have my friend sneak you in."
 
"Awesome." Before they started towards the White House she took her phone out calling one of the cook's assistants. "Hey, Harriet... yeah, I have someone who needs your help getting in." she laughed at the response and smiled. "Yeah, it's a guy." she said laughing before hanging up. "No problem. She'll meet you at the worker's entrance." she said and walked with him until they reached the front gate. "Worker's enterance is over that way. If a guard stop you tell them you're going to meet Harriet for an interview." She said and smiled, waving before walking to the front gate. "Hey." she said to the guards who let her get though. She entered the house, half expecting a rant of her father, but apparently he was too busy. She walked to the kitchen to wait for Harriet and Matthew.
 
Serafina smiled when she saw the two of them and smiled. "Thanks Harriet." she said and turned to Matthew. "And I'm surprised papa wasn't around to chew me out." she said and laughed. "Follow me." she said, motioning for him to follow her, leading him up to her room. "At least here we won't have people bothering us." she said and smiled
 
She smiled and laughed a bit. "There is an elevator... I just prefer not to use it. I need to keep my figure somehow." she said jokingly and smiled. She flopped on the large circular bed in the middle of her room. The sheets were a satiny lime green polka dotted fabric and she had a matching comforter and pillow cases. The walls were plastered with posters from bands ranging from Green Day, to Trapt, to Taylor Swift, and posters from her favorite tv shows. She had a computer and video game consoles, and a large speaker system. Something any teenagers room would look like. She looked over at him and smiled. "What do you want to do?" she asked, rolling onto her stomach, her cleavage peaking over the top of her tank top.
 
She sat up on her knees and smiled. "Alright. Well, we can try to think of something." she said and smiled, looking around. "So, like the room?" she asked laughing a bit noticing how enthralled he was with it. "It's pretty big, and the walls are pretty thick." she said, a small smile on her face. She stood up and walked to her nightstand pulling out a small box. "Do you smoke weed?" she asked curiously, starting to unlock the tiny lock on it.. She knew he'd be amazed, but she was a teen, rebelling was a staple of growing up.
 
She laughed at his reaction and smiled. "Yeah, I know. I shouldn't be able to let loose." she said and rolled her eyes. "Just another restriction put on my life, but it's fun to break the rules sometimes." she said and rolled a blunt, grabbing her lighter lighting it. She took a hit and held it in for a couple seconds before letting it out. "Want a hit?" she asked smiling at him.
 
She smiled and took another hit, laying back on her bed. "God, this is great quality stuff." she said and laughed lightly. "One of the maids brother deals a bit so she gets me some on occasion." she said and laughed. "You're only bad if you get caught, so that makes me a good girl." she said and laughed, taking another hit before passing back to Matthew. "So... can I call you Matt, or do you want to keep it formal?" she asked and smiled a bit.
 
She took two more tokes before putting it out and tossing it in a small plastic bag under her bed. She smiled at him and ran her hand down his chest. "Oh, damn, and here I was thinking that I was a prefect angel." she smiled at him, the weed already hitting her pretty hard. She looked into his eyes when he laid down and smiled a bit. "Well, if I'm bad already maybe I should keep pushing the envelope a little more, what do you say?" she asked, smirking playfully.
 
She rolled over slightly moving her face inches from his. "Cool, I think this should be fun." she said moving her hand lower on his body, softly tracing the outline of his crotch. She pressed her lips against his kissing him softly, her tongue dancing along his lips.
 
She smirked and pulled her tank top off, her breasts exposed to the cool air. She pressed her body against his and continued to kiss him, moving her hands to unbutton his jeans. She looked at him and smiled. "You don't mind do you?" she asked, making sure he was okay with this, not wanting him to be uncomfortable. She knew she had the rest of the day to herself. Her dad was busy with work and her mom was out of the city on business. She knew she was moving really fast, but it was great to have someone her age with her and god knows the next time she'd be able to hang out with someone her age again.
 
She pulled his jeans off of his hips, kissing him deeply. "Good, because we would have had an incident if you did mind." she said and winked. The weed in her system fucked with her common sense and all she knew is that she wanted him then and there. She started to pull his shirt off, kissing his neck gently.
 
Serafina smiled, watching him get harder in his boxers. She started to unbutton her jean skirt and pulled it off, dropping it on the ground, exposing her red thong. She smiled at him and licked her lips. "So, do you like what you see?" she asked playfully, kissing him.
 
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