Tray From Fresh Prince Novels & Stories

"But you're carrying the tray. I’m the Queen, and Queens don't carry trays." "Yes, Your Majesty," he grinned, picking up the tray. I watched him walk toward the door. I watched the way he moved—strong, steady, mine. I smiled, and I ate the rest of my croissant. It was going to be a good day.

I followed the line of his vision until my eyes landed on the source of his distraction. It was Tricia. Huh? Tricia had her hair over her shoulder exposing her neckline that held an emerald crystal necklace that shone dimly, she was beaming widely at the camera she'd pointed at her face while taking selfies and she was totally oblivious to Prince's lost stares. And boyyy, he was staring at her, completely, unabashedly as if she was some sort of divine being that just came down from heaven. I never knew Prince could be capable of openly admiring a lady like this.

"Because he's too good, too perfect." Prince got up and took something. Those are some handmade treats. “Just eat! I made it, especially for you. I'll make sure there's no oil in here at all." He sighed. “Eat well and get well soon! If you want to leave Alpha Cedric, you can come to see me anytime.” He got up and went to the students' cabin, saying that he had to do some things to help Doctor Gordon. I looked down and noticed a snack from him. When I ate it, it was very sweet like candy. But after eating it, I felt freshness in my throat. There was no oil in this snack, and I bet he was being honest.

"The cramps are not that bad, huh! When we talked you couldn't even reach your table.... And now you're all dressed up like some princess in that royal blue dress!" I huff. "Zara. Please. Not now!" I can't quite read the expression on CJ's face but I can tell that he's definitely bored. He'd rather be anywhere else than this environment. He's quiet and he has even stopped eating his sandwich. Tray is done with the sandwich he was brought a while ago and takes CJ's sandwich from his plate without even bothering to borrow. He munches on it mannerlessly and taps CJ on the shoulder. "Sorry bro... You didn't look like you're hungry."

Lucy informed her. She opened the drawer and began to line up the plates. When she was done, I saw her pull out a golden tray pan, which caused my heart to sink deep into my stomach. The tray belonged to Edwin and I. It was used to serve our foods in the past. I folded my fist as I watched Mia drop the golden tray on the table and dug for a golden plate. She placed the plate on the tray. Exactly how Edwin liked his plates to be set.

Just like with Ziyah and Kalen. “Wow. This looks amazing!” I exclaimed after Theo put my tray down. There was French toast with syrup, scrambled eggs, bacon, and fresh fruit. Ah, there was honey for my peppermint tea. To round everything out, there was a single sunflower as well. That was definitely Mira’s doing because I had told her how happy they always made me, so she took that to heart and found many reasons to give them to me. “You’re next, Princess,” Theo said. He waited for her to get up next to me and put her tray down too.

He was almost exclusively masturbating by himself. After breakfast, Tracy cleaned up the kitchen and went to her bedroom to change. She dressed herself in yoga pants and a sheer, pink T-shirt that Jim bought her. She was braless just like Harry liked. She joined Harry in the living room as he sat watching a morning cable news show sipping coffee. Tracy sat below him, on the floor, and began painting her toe nails in a pink shade to match her shirt.

He kissed her cheek and slid into the booth across from her. Her smile brightened. “I’m always thinking about you.” There was a clatter near the front of the bus as Trey entered. “Myrna,” he said, “look what I’ve got.” “Cherry suckers?” she guessed. “Fresh shrimp. One of the roadies bought them. Will you make some shrimp scampi?” He set the bag on the table and gave her his puppy dog look. The one he knew she couldn’t resist. “Pwease.”

Like he already knew exactly where this was going. I pointed immediately. “Oh yeah.” Everybody tensed. “I almost forgot.” Several people cursed under their breath. “I Traci Silver…” Trey moved like lightning. One second he was standing there. The next he had a banana. A peeled banana. Where the hell he got it from, I had absolutely no idea. Then he shoved it into my mouth. The entire thing. I stared at him in disbelief. The room froze. “That’ll shut you up,” he mumbled. “Nope,” Zayden muttered. “Nothing shuts her up.”

She was carrying a tray with two dishes placed on it. "Hiding? No." "Why do you look dead?" She asked casually, making my heart tense. "Hmm, I just realized this juice is expired." I fake-gagged at the thought of the horrendous taste. I also wanted to divert the conversation. "Are you sure that the juice is the case?" She took a plate of chips from the tray and then pushed the rest to me. "News is that you slapped the Prince while in the library." I was tense. "Oh no? I am in the news?"