Discalimer: I DO NOT own anything except my imagination!
Before the sun rise, workers around the Rausen Palace are already awake, doing their duties. In one particular room in the palace, you could hear the sound of pop-rock music playing.
In that particular room, the second daughter of the King and Queen of Rausen is dancing around the room to the beat of the music blaring through the speakers. The second daughter, Princess Michelle Evangeline Lyrica Allison Nicole Yasmin Rosalinda Varia Evans-Montoya, also known as Princess Michelle of Rausen, Roselia to all others of the land and royalty, but to her close family and friends, she is known as Mitchie Montoya.
The princess danced to the beat and sang along to one of her songs, celebrating the beginning of summer. As the music slowly ended to a slow rhythm song, so did the princess' way of dancing, her movements flowing with the music.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
Surprised, Mitchie jumped at the applause coming from the doorway and turned towards it quickly. Seeing her Au pair, Maria and a few maids at the door, Mitchie blushed in embarrassment, never used to the attention though most royalties love that.
"Dear, don't be shy. We all know you are a very talented personwith the voice of an angel and a graceful dance." complimented Maria. Mitchie blushed harder at the compliment, she looked at the maids who were nodding their heads so much you would think they have a bobble head, agreeing with Maria.
"Thank you and good morning." said Mitchie who started walking towards the bathroom. Seeing this, one of the maids hurriedly walked towards the bathroom while the others headed to do their respected jobs, "Wait Princess Michelle, I'll get your bath ready."
"No, I'll be taking a shower today, thank you though." replied Mitchie, smiling at the maid. Other royalties would be shocked at Mitchie's behavior, being nice to a servant but that's how she is, actually that's how her family is.
The Evans-Montoya Family is one of the kindest royalties in the whole world, and they are also one of the richest royalty families in the whole world, ranked from Top 10 Families, believe it or not, they are richer than the Queen of England or Prince William, the Evans-Montoya family is the number one richest family in the world.
"Alright, I'll meet you at the garden for breakfast, Mitchie and don't forget about the graduation party at Rausen Academy." said Maria, starting to walk out the door.
"Wait, Maria are mom and dad still at their business trip?" asked Mitchie, stopping at the entrance of her bathroom to turn around and see Maria nodding before walking out the door. Mitchie sighed, "Like always."
After a hot shower, Mitchie came out of the bathroom in a robe and walked across the room to her walk-in closet, knowing that no other royalties are visiting today, she picked out casual, or normal clothes. Choosing a white button-up pole dress shirt, a black vest over it, black skinny jeans and her black converse, to top it off, she picked her favorite Ecko Red Diamond Rhino Hoodie.
People find it unusual for a princess to wear normal clothes, they all think royalties wear dresses, heels, and crowns, but this princess is more of a normal type.
Mitchie grabbed her Blackberry touch screen phone, iPod touch, and her yellow songbook, placing them in her black messenger bag then walked out of the room to the garden for breakfast. On the way, she greeted several maids and guards, finally making it to the garden, she found Maria eating omelet and on her laptop at the same time.
"Busy schedule today?" asked Mitchie after sitting down on the table outside.
Maria looked up and smiles at Mitchie, then grabbed some bright colorful piece of paper out of her bag next to her, "Well, what do we have here? A Camp Rock brochure, or should I say, another Camp Rock brochure."
Camp Rock is a camp all the way in the United States. It wasn't just some regular camp. It was a music camp. For anyone who has a future on stage or in music, there's only one place for them to go. Camp Rock.
"Wow! Would you look at that!" exclaimed Mitchie, pretending to be surprised.
"So you have no idea how it got on my laptop?" asked Maria, eyeing Mitchie.
Mitchie sheepishly shrugged her shoulders and smiled then started eating the food in front of her.
"Sweetie, I know you really want to go to Camp Rock but your parents and I just think its too dangerous for you to go." Maria said while watching Mitchie as she stopped eating and looked down.
Mitchie nodded, "So, what was the reason? They always have a reason for me not to go somewhere I ask them to."
Maria took one of Mitchie's hands and looked at her,"Well for one, you are a princess. If people found out, they'd give you the unwanted attention which we both know you hate that. You are soon going to be a queen and what would happen if you got kidnapped? And Camp Rock is too far away, we won't know if you'll be safe. I'm sorry."
Mitchie sighed and stood up, "Thanks for breakfast, if my tutor is here, just call me. I'll be in Studio M." she then walked back inside to Studio M.
Mitchie's POV
So much for a great summer. I've been so excited hoping that I could change their minds but I guess not. I've always wanted to go to Camp Rock since I heard about it from TJ Tyler when she performed at Princess Allison of England's birthday three years ago, and ever since then I've been trying each summer to convince my parents and Maria's minds.
I arrived at Studio M, through the door reveals a room filled with different kinds of instruments, from classics to rock. I love this room, it's always filled with instruments, instruments waiting for someone to try and play them. And also a recording studio. This is where I record most of my songs with help from my sister Max, right now she's currently living in Serene, Serenea, the sister country of Roselia. My parents are also the King and Queen of Serenea, that's why they're always away, flying between both countries, and most of the time everywhere.
I entered the studio and grabbed my favorite instrument to play, the violin. The violin was my favorite because not many people know how to play it and it's so unique with its own sound. I've taught myself how to play the violin from watching, listening, and reading about the violin – not to brag or anything.
I sat on a bench, placed the base under my chin and let the bow flow across the strings emitting a sweet sound. Closing my eyes, I allowed myself to be lost in the music. The bow traveled along the violin creating numerous notes of delightful music. I played the melody to one of my childhood songs.
Time passed by so fast everytime I lost myself in the music, it seems I've been in the studio for two hours. Even after drownig my sorrows through music I was still sad about Camp Rock. I put back my guitar on its case and left for my last day of school.
Well actually, I don't go to school, I have my own tutor. It's pretty lonely but sometimes Max comes by and takes the classes with me even though she's four years ahead of me.
"Michelle, pourquoi êtes-vous triste?" asked the tutor. I smiled, I had a great idea what to do for the last day of school, to annoy my tutor.
"What does that mean?" I asked.
He sighed, he knows where this is going, everytime I ask a question, it usually turns into an argument and it will keep going until either class is over or until I win which somehow never happens because my tutor loves to argue with me. He never gives up like my big brother, Mark. Mark was supposed to be the next King of Roselia, but he talked with mom and dad, he chose to stay normal. Now, he's living with his wife in the United States. I haven't seen him since I was eight.
"It means, why are you sad?" he explained.
"I'm not sad, what about you, are you sad?"
"I know you're not. I'm-" I cut him off.
"Then why are you asking if I'm sad?"
"I'm not really asking if you're sad, I just want you to answer me back in French!" I knew he was annoyed, I looked at the clock to find class already over.
"Je ne suis pas triste. Et avoir un grand été, M. Hade." I said with a smile then grabbed my bag and left the room.
As I walked out the door, I heard him sigh. I giggled and continued walking to my room. I arrived at the door to find it open, that's odd, it's usually close. I walked through the door and found my sister Max on my bed with my red book in her hands.
"MAX!" I yelled. I ran to her and grabbed my book from her grasp. She read my book, the book that I've hidden for a long time, my book was filled with songs that I've written when I was only eight and most of them are embarrassing songs.
"What? No hug?" she said, sitting up on my bed with open arms.
I smiled, I obliged and hugged her, hard. I haven't seen her since Princess Kendra's party last month, and I really miss my sister and best friend, everytime we're together we're inseperable, she's the only princess that I can get along with, the other princesses are just plain snobby, and brats.
"What are you doing here? I thought you were coming in two days?" I asked.
"Well," Max smiled, "I wanted to surprise you, the look on your face was priceless."
I blushed and lightly pushed her.
"Michelle Evangeline Lyrica Allison Nicole Yasmin Rosalinda Fiorre Evans-Montoya!" cried Maria.
Oh no, Maria only uses my full name when I'm in trouble. I turned around to see Maria with a disappointed look on her face, "Yes, Maria?"
"Why didn't you meet me at the lobby? And why are you not getting ready for the party yet?" Maria shook her head but smiled. "Alright, I'll let you get ready. Be down at the entrance in two hours, this time we might just make it." Maria looked at Max, "And Max, welcome back, I was wondering when you were coming."
Ugh, the graduation party, I forgot about that. I think this time, Princes Raphael and Andrew Wades of Whales are graduating. Both boys are my childhood friends, actually I'm only friends with Andrew, Raphael just irritates me so much. He's so arrogant and he thinks the world evolves around him. He treats everyone who's rank is lower than his like dirt. But when he's around other royalties or any person that's important, you'd think he's so charming and sweet.
I gaped at her, "You knew? Am I the only one who didn't know?" Both Maria and Max nodded, I sighed.
After Maria left, Max helped me get ready for the party. I was wearing a bronze cocktail dress with black leggings and black two-inch high heels. I also wore my white gold purity ring as a necklace around my neck with a 10k yellow gold diamond and natural ruby journey earrings. I was almost done, to finish the look, I went light on the make up and my hair was down and curled.
We arrived at the academy just in time. the graduation party was the same kind of party I attend many times per week. Formal, grand, fancy foods and ballroom dancing. Anyone who lives a normal life would kill to be in a party like this but let me tell you this,at these kinds of parties, everyone just talks about politics, fancy clothes and the new things they just bought, which just bores me to sleep.
"Princess Michelle!"
I jumped at the voice and inwardly groaned. I turned around to face the owner of the voice. Raphael Wades. I faked a smile on my face, "Raphael, congratulations!"
"Thank you. And it's nice to see you again Princess Maxine and Maria," said Raphael with a fake polite voice, "I'm so glad you came!"
I rolled my eyes at Raphael, then jumped when I felt two arms wrap around my waist from behind.
"Mitchie," I shivered as I felt the person's hot breath tickle my skin. I turned around to face Raphael's twin, Andrew, and smiled at him. "Andrew," I whispered in his ear as I hugged him, I felt chills run down my back as I felt stares and glares at me. I then pulled away to get a good look at him, he's changed so much over the year, I haven't seen him since last year's graduation party for Lady Jasmin of Moscow.
"How are you and the others?" I asked Andrew, as he was about to answer, Raphael butted in.
"We're fine, how about you ladies?"
"Same as always," replied Max.
I excused myself to the bathroom and walked out of the room to the lady's room.
I know its similar to Not The Average Camper by risingstar9328, but this is my version, it has a different but similar plot to the her story. I don't mean to offend anyone.