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Ally's POV
"Good morning Ally, what would you like for breakfast this morning?" Jeff asked. Jeff was my personal butler, yes I know, what girl has their own personal butler? I do, sadly...but it doesn't really bother me. I like Jeff, he's the only person in this entire house that actually listens to me and he's also the only worker in this house that calls me by my first name, not 'Ms. Dawson' or 'Princess Ally'. Jeff has been around for generations, he was the butler to President Monroe, President Brooks, King Charles, and my aunt Queen Fields. Now, he's the butler for me, Princess Ally, so that kind of makes Jeff pretty old, but he doesn't complain and neither do I.
"I'm not really hungry this morning, Jeff." I shrugged.
"Why not? You're always hungry." He joked.
"Hmm..Just not feeling it today."
"Is everything okay?Are you not feeling well?"He asked, clear concern dripping from his tone. Jeff made his way over to my bedside and placed a hand on my forehead. "You don't feel too hot so it can't be a fever, what's up?"
"I've just been thinking.." I said.
"Oh no, not another one of your thoughts." He joked. "What is it that you've been thinking about?"
"Jeff, what was life for you like when you were my age?"
"It wasn't the greatest, but it was bareable, why?"
"Did you have a life like mine?"
"Well, I didn't exactly grow up in a beautiful castle and I didn't exactly get to sleep in a king sized bed every night with silk sheets and pillows, but I had a little bit of what you have."
"But you said your life wasn't the greatest."
"It wasn't." He shrugged, "During my time I was very fortunate for a young 16 year old and I was very grateful for what I had, but I wasn't really happy with the way my life was situated."
"Why not?"
"Well, for starters I couldn't eat candy, I had to be this perfect young man, I had to attend this horrible strict school, I was forced to start working at the age of 10, and My parents arranged for me to get married at the age of 17. I never had the time to just be a teenager.."
"Kind of like how I feel." I muttered.
"What do you mean? You, Ally, are a very privileged young lady. You live in this big house, sleep in a big bed, eat the best food, and everything is given to you. What more could you want?" Jeff asked.
"To be a normal teenager."
"Oh come on" He nudged my shoulder, "You're normal."
I lifted myself up from my pillow and sat up. "Normal teenagers don't have a butler, normal teenagers don't sleep in a king sized bed with designer silk blankets, normal teenagers don't take baths in a pool sized bathtub, and normal teenagers don't eat caviar for breakfast, oh and normal teenagers actually go to school!"I let out a frustrated huff and threw myself down on my pillow. "I want to be a normal teenager." I muttered.
"You know some kids would love to have what you got.." Jeff said.
"And If I were a normal teenager I'd probably want this life too, but-."
"But then you'd realize this life isn't as good as it seems." Jeff finished for me.
"Exactly." I nodded.
"Seems like you need to do something about that, and I think going to school will be the start to a normal teenage life.."
"And what should I do, Jeff? Talk to my parents about this?" I scoffed. "Yeah, like that's ever going to work. Dad already said he doesn't even want me attending public school, or any school at all."
"Well have you talked to him about it?"
"Yes. Several times."
"And has he listened?"
"Clearly he hasn't." I rolled my eyes. "My parents never listen to me. You're the only person that does." I sighed.
"Well then maybe you should take matters into your own hands and make them listen to you. Ever think about doing that?" Jeff asked.
"How am I going to do that? Dad is busy all the time, Mom is busy too. H-."
"But they're not busy during dinner time" Jeff mentioned.
"Yeah, but they're always so busy talking to each other at the table"
"Ally-."
"And then when I try to talk about something they just brush me off and tell me to wait until they're finished talking, but they don't finish! They continue to talk and talk and talk and talk until dinner is over and then they both go back to work, completely forgetting all about me!"
"Ally-."
"I mean come on! I don't even have normal parents! My life is just a giant stinking bowl of un-normality! Jeff! Say something!"
Jeff chuckled. "All I'm going to say is stop making excuses and just tell your parents how you feel. I'm not going to say your task is going to be easy, because I know it isn't, but it's only going to get harder and harder if you don't try."
"How am I going to get them to listen to me?"
"Get their attention while they're working, speak up during dinner, talk to them as they're both getting ready for bed. Whatever you think is going to get both of their attentions, do it. Okay?" Jeff huffed. "Now, tell me what you want for breakfast, I know you're hungry."
I looked up at Jeff and smiled. I'm so lucky to have him in my life, he's like my best friend. "Well.. I guess I am a bit hungry.."
"Great!" He clapped. "Shall I get you some caviar?" He teased.
"Haha." I glared. "Pancakes and bacon will be fine." I said.
"Okay princess Ally, pancakes and bacon coming right up! Breakfast will be waiting for you at the dining room table." With that being said, Jeff lifted himself up from the foot of my bed and quickly made his way out of my bedroom.
Deciding to hurry up and get ready for the day, I slid out of my bed and headed over to my bathroom to shower and brush my teeth.
After about fifteen minutes, I had finished freshening up and I headed over to my closet to pick out some clothes for the day. I realized that I don't know why I'm even bothering to pick out clothes, I could just stay in my pajamas all day if I wanted to, because I mean it's not like I'm actually going to be outside today. Dad doesn't really let me out of the house unless Its necessary and when I do leave the house I'm escorted by groups of body guards.
I decided to just go ahead and pick out clothes anyway, I like to dress up and look nice even when it isn't necessary..I decided on a long sleeved, off the shoulder, white shirt with a white floral skirt, and a pair of black louboutin heels. For my hair I just decided to put it up in a high pony tail. And for makeup, I settled with maracara and eyeliner. Natural look and simple..
By the time I was done, Jeff came knocking on my door again to let me know that my breakfast is ready and waiting. "Okay Jeff, thank you." I said. Taking one final look at myself in the mirror, I finally left my room and made my way downstairs to the dining area.
"Good morning, Ms. Dawson." A few of the workers said as I made my way downstairs.
"Good morning." I would say, with a polite smile.
"Good morning, Princess Ally." Said the two body guards as I walked passed the front door.
"Good morning George, Good morning Thomas." I smiled.
When I entered the dining area, the smell of cooked bacon filled my nostrils, causing my stomach to slightly growl. My meal was placed on the table, in front of an empty chair. I quickly made my way over to the empty seat and sat down, immediately, but carefully, digging into my delicious meal.
About a few minutes into eating I couldn't help, but notice how quiet the room was. Mom and Dad were obviously working, I didn't have any siblings, and the only people that were left in the house were just the employees who were also working. It felt so lonely being in such a quiet room, a little creepy too, but mostly just lonely. I suddenly realized that I really didn't have anybody to talk to, sure I had Jeff, but he also has to work, so he can't always talk to me whenever I want him to. I wish I had friends, my life would probably be more exciting if I did..
I suddenly grew full and pushed my half empty plate away from me.
"Goodmorning Princess, may I take this away from you?" Said one of the maids as she pointed to my plate. I couldn't remember her name, considering there is over a hundred maids in this place, so I just simply nodded and thanked her. The maid took my plate and disappeared within seconds.
"Good morning Ms. Dawson! What are you plans for this morning?" Cassidy, my personal assistant (yes I also have a personal assistant) asked once she entered the room.
"Not quite sure yet, I was thinking at 11:00 I could attend a yoga class or maybe I could practice my figure skating.."
"How about you do yoga at 11 and then attend your skating practice at 12?" Cassidy suggested.
"I can't, I'm having lunch with a special guest coming at 12. I can only choose one morning activity." I frowned.
"Well, from what I see, you could use a bit of practice with your figure skating. How about you practice skating today, yoga tomorrow?"
"Okay then." I shrugged. "Sounds good.."
"Great! I'll let one of the employees know that the skating rink needs some cleaning before you start your practice, until then, I suggest you start to change into your skating uniform." Cassidy said.
"Okay, thank you." Cassidy flashed, a very obvious, fake smile and then made her way out of the dining room, heading to the, I'm assuming, ice skating rink. I removed myself away from the velvet covered seats and made my way back up to my bedroom to change into my appropriate clothing.
When I got up to my room, I stripped out of my day clothes and neatly folded them, placing them on my bed. I settled with wearing nude tights with a nice, blue, sparkly dress. I tied my pony tail into a neat bun and topped off my hair style with a sparkly blue headband. When I was done, I made my down to the bottom floor, into the skating rink.
The bottom floor was actually my favorite part of the house. Down here we had a movie theater, skating rink, arcade, indoor pool, a room full of only trampolines, and even a private room filled with only instruments and recording equipment. Also, nobody in the house really comes down here unless they were told to, which was very rare, this part of the house was kind of my "getaway" I guess you could say..
"Good morning Ms. Dawson." Rick, my skater instructor, greeted with his thick French accent.
"Good morning Rick, how are you?" I politely asked.
"I'm fine, and you?"
"I'm great." I sarcastically said, although he didn't quite catch my sarcasm.
"Good! So I was think that we work on your layback spin? How's that sound?" Rick said.
"Sounds fine." I nodded.
"Okay Princess Ally, get in your position" Rick ordered, "Okay, okay, good, good, now 5,4,3,2"
After skating practice, I quickly went back up to my room and changed into the same clothes from earlier. It was now 11:55am, which means this "special guest" will be arriving any minute.
"Ally? Are you ready yet, the new guest should be arriving any minute now." My mother, Penny, gently knocked on my bedroom door and slowly opened it. When she came into view, she gave me a gentle smile. "You look pretty." She complimented.
"Thanks. You look nice too." I smiled. Mom wore a pair of black trousers, with a white buttoned up shirt. She wore a pair of black heels and a black blazer to match. "So who's this 'special guest' coming for lunch?" I asked.
"Who do you think it is?"
I thought about it for a moment, and then tilted my head back letting out a loud frustrated groan. "Another prince?"
"I'm sorry Ally, but you need to find a prince soon. You're going to be 19 in two more years, you really need to find somebody." Mom said. Since I'm the princess of this castle, it's the rules for me to "interview" and find a prince to marry before I turn nineteen. I feel like that rule is total bullshit, and so does my mother, but unfortunately those are the rules of this castle and we unfortunately have to obey them. Anyway, every month or so I have to sit down for either breakfast, lunch, or dinner, with another prince and decide whether they are the "perfect" one for me.
"Mom, why can't you and dad just let me out into the real world and find my true soulmate. How can I possibly fall in love and want to marry some random prince?" I whined. "How come you and dad got to meet in high school and fall in love, and I can't?"
"That's because your father was declared king of the country, after him and I met."
"I wish Grandpa Danny had daughters instead, and i wish Uncle Joe hadn't passed away so soon, that way he'd still be king today and dad wouldn't have to take over the castle, plus I could've lived a normal life and got the opportunity to fall in love naturally!"
"First of all, if Grandpa Danny had daughters you probably wouldn't have been born because your father would've never been born, which means that he would've never met me. Also, you have this life for a reason, Okay? Remember that." My mother sternly said.
"And what's the reason?" I asked.
"Nobody ever knows the reasons for faith. You just have to wait and see what happens."
"Well can faith hurry up and give me some type of action? I think I'm actually dying of boredom." I rolled my eyes. In response, Mom chuckled and threw her arm over my shoulder, gently placing a kiss on my temple.
"You're so silly. Now come on, it's already 12." She said. With that being said, Mom and I walked downstairs to the dining room together, which was currently being prepared for lunch. Maids were setting up the table with plates, cups, and silverware, while others were cleaning up the area a bit more.
"Good afternoon Mrs. Dawson, good afternoon Ally." Jeff smiled. He pulled out both me and my mothers chair and motioned for us to take a seat.
"Good afternoon Jeff." My mother said as Jeff pushed her in.
"Good afternoon Jeff." I smiled up at him.
As he pushed my chair into the table, he bent down and whispered into my ear. "If you ask me, I think this would be the perfect opportunity to have that talk with your parents."
"I can't right now!" I whispered back, "Mom and Dad are going to be talking the whole entire time during lunch! Besides this lunch is kind of important."
"Excuses! Excuses!"
"Jeff? Can you please fill these empty cups with iced water? Thank you." My mother interrupted.
"Right away, Mrs. Dawson." Just as Jeff made his way out of the dining room, Dad entered the room with a tall, brunette, young man beside him. The boy wore a casual black suit and tie, with a pair of fancy dress shoes. He was tanned, and his hair was nicely combed to one side of his face. He was pretty cute, but I can just already tell he isn't the right one for me. There's just something about him..
"Penny, Ally, this is Dallas Centino, the Prince of New York City. Dallas, this is my daughter, Ally-." I politely smiled at Dallas and shook his hand, which was disgustingly sweaty! "And right here is my wife, Penny." Mom also smiled at Dallas and firmly shook his hand.
"It is a pleasure to meet you both." He grinned.
"You too." My mother and I said.
"Dallas, take a seat across from Ally." Dad said. Dallas obeyed my fathers orders, and as soon as he sat down Jeff came back into the room with a pitcher of water and plate of sliced Italian bread.
"Hello young man." Jeff greeted as he carefully poured water into our cups. "Who may you be?" He asked.
"Hello sir, I'm Dallas centino." He held out his hand for a shake, which Jeff accepted.
"Welcome to this fine castle, Dallas." Jeff nodded.
"Thank you." Dallas smiled.
"Jeff? Can you please go to the kitchen and bring out some butter, it seems that you have forgotten it.." My mother said.
"Yes, Queen." Jeff made his way out of the dining room, however, before he left he gently tapped my shoulder and gave me a look, which I happened to already know the meaning off. I let out a quiet sigh and looked over at my parents who were already deeply engaged in a conversation with Dallas.
"So Dallas, why did you decide to choose our daughter as your queen?" Mom asked.
"Well, last year I remember reading a article about your castle, and beside the article was a picture of you, your husband, and Ally. As soon as I layed my eyes on Ally, I just knew she was the one, and I told myself that I have got to meet this beautiful family and I have got to marry this beautiful princess!" Dallas looked over at me and smiled. However, this time I simply rolled my eyes and took a gulp of my water. I wasn't really flattered or surprised by his words, all the prince's I've met with have either said the same exact thing or something similar.
"Interesting.." My mother nodded. "So what do you do to help your state?"
"I provide textbooks for the children that attend schools and I help my parents make sure the state is kept safe." He smirked. I rolled my eyes again, clearly unimpressed.
"Um, excuse me your majesty, Chef Williams said he will be preparing Bruschetta chicken with a side of seasoned asparagus.." Jeff announced.
"Delightful! Thank you, Jeff." Mom smiled. She then turned back to Dallas and continued her conversation. This was usually how the "interviews" kind of go. My parents ask the Prince questions, he answers, and I listen. Then after lunch, the Prince and I go out to the garden and spend an hour getting to know each other, then by the end of the day I make my final decision and then contact the Prince's family to break the news.
"Any day now.." Jeff whispered.
"Jeff! I can't just talk about my situation with Prince Dallas present, what if he goes and tells his castle?" I glared.
"I will gladly escort him out into the next room while you do so." Jeff said. "It's now or never, Ally."
"What happened to dinner time? Or waiting until later tonight when they're getting ready for bed?"
"I remember what I said! But if you wait until those moments, you will only make more excuses to not do it!" Jeff said.
"No I won't! How would you know? I want this more than ever!" I whispered-shouted.
"If you want this more than ever then you will do it now, besides If you don't do it now, you never will!" Jeff said. I glared at him, slightly angry because I knew he was right. If I didn't get this stupid talk, and possibly argument, over and done with right now then It will just only be ignored until I have another one of my "normal teenager" complaints.
"Fine!" I glared. Jeff smiled, and straightened out his body. He started to walk out of the dining room, but before leaving he turned to face me and mouthed "Now". I rolled my eyes, then turned to my parents and Dallas. Okay Ally, like Jeff said "it's not or never"
"Mom? Dad?" I spoke, although it was so low that I'm pretty sure they didn't even hear me. "Um, excuse me?Mom? Dad?" I repeated, slightly raising my voice this time, but it was still not loud enough to be heard over their voices. Deciding to try something else, I got out of my seat with my glass cup in my hand. I grabbed my fork and lightly tapped the glass a few times.
Everyone stopped talking and their eyes immediately focused on me. "Yes honey? Is there something you'd like to say?" Dad asked.
"Yes actually." I said, "But it is not about Dallas, so Dallas can you please leave the room for a moment?"
Dallas took a quick look at my parents then turned to me, nodding his head. "Um.. okay? Sure, Princess Ally." Dallas slowly removed himself from the chair and made his way towards the doorway, where Jeff happened to already be waiting.
"Okay Ally, what is that you want to say?" Dad asked. I dramatically took a deep breath and began to finally speak.
"Okay.. So I know that we've already "talked" about what I'm about to say and-."
"Ally, If you're going to ask your mother and I to let you attend school and have a "normal" teenage life, the answer is No." My dad said, cutting me off.
"Whaaaaaaaat? That's- that's not what I was going to say.." I lied.
"Okay then, what is it?" Mom asked. I looked down at my folded hands and bit my lip.
"Okay, maybe that is what I was going to say, BUT before you say anything please hear me out-." I paused for a moment and looked at my parent's facial expressions for a signal that lets me know whether I should continue or not. When they didn't stop me or say anything at all, I decide that it was okay for me to continue.
"I don't want to be a princess anymore." I said. "I want to make friends with people from outside of the castle, and I want to watch movies in public theaters, I want to come home and stress about homework, I want to be able to have a real boyfriend that I really like. Not some stupid guy, that I'm basically forced to marry. I want to cry when I get my heart broken, sit down in my room with the lights off, eating ice cream, watching sad movies, and most importantly I want to go to a real public high school. I want to be a normal teenager. I'm sick and tired of being treated like royalty, it isn't fun-not anymore. Please Dad, please Mom, please give me a chance to be a regular 17 year old girl, I want to live my life before it's over."
My parents stared at me for a moment then stared at each other. They looked as if they were talking with their eyes, which kind of amazed me because in the end they both managed to agree with each other. "No." They both said at the same time.
"What?" I blinked. "Bu-b-b-but did you guys even think about it?"
"Yeah, we did. And we both decided that the answer is 'no'" Mom said.
"May I ask why the answer is 'no'?"
"Ally." My dad sighed. "Whether you want to be one or not, you are not a normal girl. You grew up on royalty, which means you are just not fit for the real, normal world."
"How would you know? You never let me even try it!"
"Because, Allyson, I know you. Do you even know how to wash your own clothes? Or even cook a simple meal?"
"Yes! Yes I do, I've watched the chef prepare my meals plenty of times!" I huffed.
"Really? Answer me this, what goes first the milk or the cereal?"
"Easy! The milk." I answered, with lots of confidence.
"No it does not!" My mother laughed. "Everybody knows the cereal comes first."
"It goes either way! It doesn't matter which way you prepare your cereal" I glared. "Besides what does this have to do with letting me be a normal teenager?"
"The point I'm trying to make to you is that you can't even do simple things a "normal" person can. How can you be treated like everybody else in the world if you have no idea what It really means to be like everyone else? I'm sorry Ally, but my decision is No." My dad said.
"But you haven't even let me try!"
"I don't need to let you try, Allyson."
"This is completely unfair." I mumbled. "I have no independence!"
"You have enough independence." My dad said. "Now call Dallas back into the dining room so we can finish up our discussion." I glared angrily at my father and shook my head.
"No." I said, stunning both my mother and father. It was quite a surprise for the both of them, and me too actually. I've never disobeyed them like that, usually I would've obeyed their orders and pretended like nothing happened, but this time I didn't. I couldn't!
"Excuse me?" My father blinked.
"I said, no." I repeated, feeling much more confident.
"Allyson Dawson, how dare you disobey your fathers orders like that! Get that young man back into this dining room, right now!" My mother said, her voice slightly rising up. I will admit, I grew a bit scared, but I didn't let my guard down! I stood my ground! I needed change in my life and I was going to get it today whether my parents liked it or not.
"I said no." I said again, much more sternly this time.
"Get out." My mother said, through gritted teeth. "Go to your room and do not come out until I say so!" She yelled.
"Fine!" I yelled back. With great force, I slammed my chair into the table and stomped out of the dining room. As I walked out I saw a confused Dallas and A nervous Jeff both looking at me, waiting together, by the front door.
"Ally?" Jeff called, but I simply ignored him and continued to make my way up the stairs, up to my bedroom. I got a few more concerned and confused looks by the other employees, but I also ignored them until I finally made it to my bedroom. I stomped into my room and slammed the door as hard as I could.
"I HATE BEING A PRINCESS!" I yelled.
Hey guysss! First chapter of my new story! I will not be updating this story until I've completed all my other ones, so if you guys enjoyed this chapter and want more, next chapter will not be posted until quite a long time. Also, I just want to let you guys know now, that my version of kings and Queens and princesses and prince's are a lot different from other story's that have Kings and Queens etcetera...And if you're a bit confused, in this story, each state has a king and queen. Obviously the king and queen of that state rule it, So I guess you can say they're basically the presidents of the state they live in. Ally's parents are the rulers of Miami.. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, let me know in the reviews pleaseeeeeee! I love to hear your thoughts :). I will be updating one of my other storys maybe tomorrow or even later tonight so stay tuned for that! Enjoy the rest of your day! P.s: who's on summer vacation?
-Sierra.