Title: A Princess In Love

By: ThisGirlIsOnWater

Genre: Romance, Friendship

Disclaimer: I do not own Austin and Ally.

Note: FREEDOM! Sorry I haven't updated TTMS! I will update it soon, but I have a new story! YAAAYYY! I got the idea from an NDS Game that my cousin played, I got a few ideas from it, but I don't copy the whole thing! And FYI, this story doesn't take place in Miami. It takes place in somewhere over the rainbow. And another FYI, this chapter is very short and not too good. Just the prologue you know? Next chapters will be better.

NOT A RAPUNZEL STORY, in case you're wondering

Okay, I'll shut up.

Prologue:

The Princess

The Palace

Ally Dawson

A knock on my door woke me up from my sleep. I opened the door and saw our butler, James, standing outside my room.

"Good morning, Princess." He greeted. Yup. My name is Allyson Marie Dawson, but I prefer to be called Ally, though I don't mind if someone calls me Allyson. I'm 17 and I have been homeschooled my entire life.

"Morning." I answered, too sleepy to talk.

"The King and Queen would like to see you." I nodded and went to the garden (where our talks are usually at), not caring about the pajamas I'm still wearing.

"Morning Mom, Dad." I cracked a small smile.

"Morning, Allyson. We have a good news for you." My mom said. She looked at my dad, signaling him to continue.

"We know that homeschooling is really boring for you. So we decided to send you to a high school."

Oh my God.

"Are you serious?" I asked excitedly.

"We are serious." My mom and dad smiled at me.

"Woohoo!" I fist pumped the air.

"Because it is a public school, please never tell who you really are. They won't know that you live in royalty because the school's pretty far from here. Please read this. Some information about the school," My mom handed me a small booklet. "You're still going to have lessons with Mrs. Hart and Mrs. Grace."

I groaned. "Okay."

Mrs. Grace was my piano teacher. She was a kind lady, but she can be strict anytime she wants to. And then there's Mrs. Hart. She is my etiquette teacher. Extremely strict would be an understatement. Let's just say that I'm not too fond of her.

Before I left, I asked one more question, "When do I start school?"

"On Monday, Allyson." My mom answered. Then I remembered that today was Friday.

"So soon?" I asked.

"The sooner, the better." My dad replied. I nodded and left.

"And they're like, 'We're sending you to a public school' and I'm like 'Oh really?'" I told my best friend, Trish, what had happened a while ago and she laughed. We have been friends for as long as I can remember and she moved in with me about a year ago. Fortunately, our rooms are right beside each other and we have some kind of connecting closets. Pretty cool, huh? The disadvantages of having her in my palace was that she always laughed every time I have my piano and (dreadful) etiquette lessons.

"What's the name of the school?" she asked.

"I forgot. Marine High School or something." I said, trying to remember.

"You mean Marino High School?"

"Yeah, that."

"Awesome! We're in the same school! When are you starting?"

"Monday." I said, shrugging.

"Here, I got some pencils, a ruler, a pen, some notebooks..."

45 minutes later

"A pencil case, a scissor, an eraser-"

I cut her off before she can finish, "Okay, Trish, that's enough. I'm going back to my room," I checked the time. 9:30. "Need to go to bed. Bye, I'll see you tomorrow."

I go to my room and take out my diary –which was also a songbook- and opened to a fresh page.

Dear Diary,

I was really happy today. My parents said that they are letting me study at a high school. I've been homeschooled since I was small, and trust me, it feels kind of boring for not having friends to talk to. Trish goes to that school too. Besides, I also want to try living a normal teenage life. I don't want to be a princess forever. I can't wait to join a club at school. It seems… interesting. Well, I have to go to bed. Bye!

Allyxx

I wrote my diary entry in my neat cursive writing. I put my book down and go to bed.