Never Had A Real, True Friend.
Anneliese was waiting for her new tutor. Her old one was too 'frustrated' with her. Was it her fault his voice made her bored, and she hated reading from the textbook? Of course not. She wondered what this one would be like. She looked out the window at the two little girls walking outside, baskets full of flowers in their hands. She sighed, all she wanted was a friend. A true friend who'd understand her. Who'd know how to comfort her when she felt low. Don't get her wrong, her mother was understanding enough, but . . . it wasn't the same. Her mother could never fully understand her. Preminger, her mother's adviser, was a creep with a strange, creepy poodle with a gold tooth so she tried to stay as far away from him as possible. The maids and servants were all too old to understand, and are always so nervous around her. Just a friend, a friend that doesn't treat her like the princess, the heir, the only daughter of the Queen. A friend, she could trust, and ask for advise.
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Julian looked at his surroundings. The castle was gigantic, he was starting to wonder how he'd get around. He told the guards he was the princess's new tutor.
"Aren't you a bit young?" One guard asked suspiciously. Julian sighed. Why did everyone keep asking him that? Sure, he was only sixteen, but he was hired.
"Probably." He said. He handed them the paper that they sent him when he got the job. The guards stepped aside. He walked on, he saw an old man with a briefcase in his hand. The old man spotted him.
"You must be the new tutor." He said.
"Yeah." Julian said.
"Let me give you a peace of advise, lad. That girl is not worth teaching. You'll be wasting your time. She's the worst pupil I've ever had." He said.
"Or maybe you just don't know how to teach her." Julian said. The old man muttered something under his breath. Julian turned around to see a lady in her mid thirties. She had brown hair, and grey eyes.
"Who are you?" She asked.
"I'm the princess's new tutor." Julian said. She nodded.
"Up the stairs, through the door, third hallway, It's the fourth room on the right." She said. Julian walked up the stairs, and followed the directions, but before he could get to the right hallway, he ran into a blonde girl. He caught her in time.
"Sorry." He said. The girl looked up, and their eyes met. Julian noticed they were a very beautiful shade of blue. Like a sapphire. The girl smiled at him.
"No problem." She said, "By the way I'm Anneliese." She held out her hand for him to shake.
"Julian." He said, "Your highness."
"That obvious?" Anneliese asked.
"Well, we're in the castle, your name is Anneliese, and you look surprisingly similar to the girl in the portrait." Julian said. Anneliese smiled.
"Yeah, it's hard to go unknown if everyone knows your name, and your portrait is right behind you." She said. Looking at the picture, "Who are you? I've never seen you around here before."
"Believe it or not, I'm your new tutor." Julian said.
"Really?" Anneliese smiled at him. He nodded. Anneliese felt that she was going to like him. He treated her like an actual human. Even when he found out she was the princess.
"Anneliese." An elderly voice called, "Anneliese darling."
"Mother." Anneliese smiled as an elderly blonde woman appeared.
"There you are." The Queen said, "Your new tutor will be waiting."
"Um . . . actually." Julian started.
"We don't want to get of on the wrong foot now do we." The Queen said.
"I'm . . . ." Julian was cut off again by the Queen.
"Now don't be nervous, darling, just be yourself." The Queen said, then, for the first time, noticed Julian, "Oh, hello, who might you be?"
"I'm your daughter's new tutor, your highness." Julian said.
"Oh." The Queen said, and then shook his hand, "Well, it's delightful to meet you . . . ."
"Julian." Julian said.
"Yes, I'm sure you two will get along splendidly." The Queen said.
"Your highness." A shrill voice said. Suddenly a rather odd-looking man appeared. He wore purple, had a white powdered wig, and odd yellow eyes. Julian saw Anneliese frown, her previously happy expression gone, he could tell she didn't like this man very much. He doesn't even know him, and he already disliked him. The Queen, however, didn't seem as disgusted.
"Preminger, meet Anneliese's new tutor, Julian." She said. Julian hated his name too. Preminger, something about just screamed, I'm Evil!
"Aren't you a bit young?" Preminger asked.
"Probably, but I don't decide who works here." Julian said. Anneliese stepped closer to Julian, for some reason, she trusted him, she felt safe by him.
Preminger scowled at Julian, but the Queen hurried him away so Julian and Anneliese could spend some time getting to know each other.
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"Well your highness, they seem to get along quite nicely." Preminger said.
"Yes they do, don't they?" The Queen asked.
"We better watch them or they'll end up married one day." Preminger cackled. As if?
"Oh well, you can't say they wouldn't make a striking couple." The Queen chuckled.
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"How old are you exactly?" Anneliese asked as they walked to her room.
"I'm seventeen." Julian said.
"That's only three older than me." Anneliese said, a hint of amazement in her voice.
"So?" Julian asked.
"Well . . . I mean . . . the age difference isn't really that big." Anneliese said, "So I mean . . . If you want to . . . you and I could be . . . you know . . . friends." Julian smiled at her stuttering, it was kind of cute. It seemed obvious that she had never had a real friend before.
"Sure why not." Julian said.
"Really?" Anneliese asked.
"Yeah. You seem like a sweet girl." Julian said. Anneliese smiled brightly, and hugged him.
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There's the first chapter. Hope you enjoyed it. Review.