Hey I am not going to start with her being cursed as a baby. That is just so old. It will start at her birth though. No I am not going to describe every year of her life. This first chapter will start off in third POV and end in first POV. Well hope you like!!!

Disclaimer- I do not own any characters or places you recognize from the Ella Enchanted books.

Happy Curse-day!!! (not)

The Princess is so beautiful. I have never seen such an adorable baby, well, besides the Prince of Frell.

I have come for the King and Queen of Frell. They are wishing to have peace agreements with Gondola, the land of the new princess. They have been unable to come, however, because of the Queen's current condition. They are expecting any day now, in fact. I hope I will be able to leave soon so I can be there for the birth of their child.

Ah. There is the Queen now. I must go and give my gift.

"Hello Queen Isabelle," I said with a curtsy. "I expect you are very proud."

"Yes, James and I are very happy with our little girl," she replied with a graceful nod of her head.

"I am here to represent the King and Queen of Frell. I am sure you know of the Queen's current condition," I said.

"Yes, we are very happy for them. We send them luck."

"Well, the King didn't want to leave the Queen alone so he stayed and sent me. He was sure you wouldn't mind," I said.

"Nor do we."

"Well they sent a gift for your young princess," I told her.

"That is very kind of them."

"Yes, I believe it is something the Queen especially picked out for her," I said with a grin.

"Well, it should something worth keeping then," she said with a twinkle in her eye.

"I believe it was made by fairies." I told her with a smirk on the inside.

She laughed a pretty little laugh. "I am sure my daughter will love it."

I got the box out that had the gift in it. It was a beautiful green book with silver pages and edging. It had the little Princess's name on it in large silver lettering on the front and on the side so that if it was put on a bookshelf it could be found easily. All the pages were blank. I showed it to Queen Isabelle.

"Wow!" she said softly. "May I look at it?" she asked.

"Of course," I replied. I handed the book to her. She opened it.

"It is empty," she said confusedly.

"Yes, it is for the Princess to fill in for herself. You might want to wait until she gets older to give it to her."

"Okay, I believe I will. Tell Queen Ella we send our thanks Mandy,"

"Yes, we hope to see you soon," I said.

"Goodbye, and have a safe trip," she said

"Thank you and I hope we shall be able to have you soon."

"Yes, I look forward to seeing Ella and James is hoping to go ogre hunting with Char and I am hoping to see this new child of theirs soon. I am sure it will be as adorable as little Derek."

"I am sure it will be, but I really should go, since I want to be there for the birth."

"Oh, I am sorry for keeping you,"

"It is quite alright, I enjoy spending time with you."

"Oh, thank you. Goodbye," she said blushing slightly.

"Goodbye," I said.

8 years later…

April 20th

Finally it is my birthday. I am turning eight today. My name is Princess Andrea Lynn Isabelle Patricia of Gondola. We are having a party with some very boring nobles and dukes. Jeremy won't be there so it will be even more boring. Jeremy is a duke that is around the castle a lot and we always get into trouble. I think that is why mother didn't invite him. I think she is hoping I will meet a girl I can play with. I kind of hope so, too. I want to be around other girls my age. We will see who I meet tonight. This could be very enjoyable. I have to go and get ready now.

I had to take a bath after I was done writing in my journal I got from my mother. She said it was from Queen Ella of Frell and that she got it at my birth celebration, but didn't give it to me since it wouldn't be of use to me until now.

Since it was my birthday Clara, my personal servant, let me pick out the scent I wanted in my bath. I picked roses. My favorite flower is lilac and I usually get that scent, but I wanted a little change.

I got into a pretty light blue cotton dress with a darker shade of blue thread embroidered into tiny intricate flowers that had a lot of them at the bottom of the dress and then they spread further out to the top. There were short sleeves that were made of a thin sheer dark blue color. There was a dark blue sheer ribbon around the waist that was tied into a bow in the back. I had my light brown hair with blonde streaks half up in a bun with a dark blue ribbon tied around it. The rest of my hair fell into small waves. My tanned skin, pink lips, and blue eyes made me look like an angel. I liked that. It made people unsuspecting of me when I did bad things.

"Ria you look like a picture," Clara told me. Ria is my nickname. Everyone I like calls me that. People, mostly rich snobby nobles, only call me Princess or Andrea.

"I know," I said. And I did. I didn't need to be reminded.

"You are so modest Princess," she said sarcastically while laughing.

"Thank you, and its Ria," I replied. I didn't catch on to sarcasm very well.

She started laughing again. "It was meant as a joke, RIA."

Now I started to laugh. We are strange. "I have to go to the party. See you tonight and I will tell you everything."

"Alright. Have a nice night Ria. Oh, and don't get into trouble"

"Don't worry I will," I said under my breath.

"What was that?" Clara asked suspiciously.

"Good evening Clara."

"That child is going to cause much trouble tonight. I can feel it, but I sure wish I could see the looks on all the nobles faces when she does whatever she is doing." Clara muttered with a quiet laugh as Ria left.

I walked into the room after having my name announced. My mother and father were waiting at the bottom of the steps for me. They gave me a hug. I think my mother and father make a handsome couple. My father has brown hair and pretty, warm eyes. He was about six feet tall. He wasn't chubby or too slim, but he did have some muscles. My mother is fairly tall as well, but not as tall as father. She has dark blonde hair and red full lips. She has nice curves and is not too large. They were wearing matching outfits of the same color blue as my dress. I thought it to be almost too much blue, but that is our national color.

"There are plenty of young girls here. You should go and meet them. You could find some new friends," my mother said.

"I doubt it. Most are too vain and snobby and only care that I am rich and a princess."

"Well if you meet one of them then politely excuse your self and join another group of girls," my father answered. He is very wise. That makes him a good King. Though I am only eight and have simple little problems that are easy to solve.

"Alright," I whined.

"Be good," they chorused after me. Why do they think I am always going to cause trouble? Oh, that's right because I am.

Well I wandered around and came across a group of girls. They were talking about someone. I decided to join in the conversation.

"Did you go to Frell lately?"

"No, why"

"There is a very nice dress store that just opened there."

"Oh, I think I have been there. I saw Prince Derek there with his sister, Paige, and Queen Ella."

"What was he like?"

"He was very handsome."

They all began to giggle pointlessly. I suppose they were hoping to marry him or something. There is no prince for our land. I am an only child. I guess they have to go to the nearest land if they want to marry a royal. I was getting thoroughly bored. Thankfully my father declared that it was time for the banquet to start. If I wanted my plan to work I would have to work fast. I rushed off while everyone was being seated. I sat down quickly several minutes later. My mother looked at me with a reproving look like she knew I was up to something. I stared back feigning an innocent look.

The food came out. The vegetables came out first, then the meat. When the chicken came I didn't take any. My parents took everything I took. They think they are pretty sly. Well so am I. I took some contaminated fruits. My parents did as well. Haha. That would show them not to try and get past my tricks.

Everyone started to eat. Soon though they were all coughing and asking for water. Hahahahaha. My plan worked. I put a ton of spices on about half of the food brought out. My parents looked at me angrily. They asked what was good to eat. I told them. By the looks on their faces I knew I was in trouble.

Suddenly we heard a tiny tinkling laugh that seemed like it was trying to be muffled. I looked around. It belonged to a girl about my age. She had red hair and green eyes. I knew I would like her if I met her. I told my mother I think I found a new friend.

"Let's hope she can control you," she answered me.

Soon afterward everyone left. I don't think they wanted to know what else I had up my sleeve. I did meet that girl. Her name is Sydney. She is the daughter of the seamstress Penelope. I am glad she isn't a noble. That would have been upsetting to me. I'm sure she will be visiting soon.

As soon as all of the guests were gone my mother had that look in her eye and I knew I was going to have a heaping desert of punishment and lecture. Well maybe just a lecture. I mean, come on, it is my birthday.

We went to my room and my mother said all of her usual things and ended with

"I wish I knew what you were thinking." If we knew then what we know now she wouldn't have said that, because then with a smell of lilacs a fairy appeared. I grew to hate that smell.

"Happy Birthday Andrea. I don't believe I gave you a gift at your birth so I will give you one now and your mother gave me a great idea for one. I give you the gift to answer any question you are asked. Ohh,and you can't lie. Goodbye," and she left with another poof and a whiff of lilacs.

My mother screamed one thing…

"Lucinda!"

Well that is the beginning of my story. I know what she did was sort of stupid I couldn't come up with anything else. Yup that was Mandy in the beginning of the story and Ella and Char's children are Derek and Paige. If you have any ideas tell me with a review!!!!!!!! Look in my profile for when I am going to update next. She will be older in the next chapter. I am thinking of having a few flashbacks of what happened in between her eighth birthday and her presently.