ok, this is my very first fan fiction, and its kinda crappy, but u kno, wutever, its kul to me, haha, anywayz, this is gonna be kinda interesting but kinda weird, so u kno, ya, and like, this is fun and all, so dont ruin my fun! hahaha, this is like, an outsiders view of troy by the way, which is pretty kul, and i'm not really on the computer that much anymore because my dad is being stupid as hell, so it won't be updated too often, so read on! and by the way, the girls name is Annetta

Chapter 1

Annetta had first seen him, Prince Paris, when she was only 11 years old. Paris was the same age as her, and he had still won her heart, even at a young age. They used to be great friends when they were younger, age 7 to be exact, but they had grown further apart ever since Annetta's parents had died in a fire. Annetta was living on the streets now, so King Priam had banned Paris from seeing her. Annetta missed him dearly, but knew that it had to be this way. She flashed back to when she was with Paris. Paris and her had been running, chasing eachother in the flat, rolling plains just on the outskirts of Troy's massive, tall walls. This was the only memory that was clear enough for her to remember, because of all the smoke she had inhaled in the fire. She wished that in the future, she would be able to move closer to Paris, and be once again close to him, and her wishes and dreams all came true.....

(7 years later)

Annetta was now cleaning the palace floor. Ever since her flashback, which was the only one she up to now, she was woring in the palace. King Priam, who did not recognize her anymore, had seen her in the streets, and felt sorry for her, for he had a soft heart. He let her work for the palace, and Annetta was glad to accept his offer, for now, she was to move closer to Paris while in the Palace.

The only thing she wished for was that Paris recognized her, but that was not likely, fo Paris had turned more and more shallow, and could not remember one face from another.

Annetta and come face to face with him only two times before, but even that was enough to get her heart beating so fast that she thought it would stop all together. She loved Paris more than she loved herself, more than she loved her parents, more than anyone or anything in the world. She loved the way his smooth, shiny brown hair curled and tapered at his back, the way he walked with his strong, muscular legs, and the way his arms tensed when he was practicing his archery.

She watched him from afar many a day and night, but yet, he still did now know who she was, or recognized her. for she had grown a quite a bit, and she became more beautiful than stars that glittered in the clear night skies. onve, Annettas gaze had been so strong that Prince Paris had felt it, he turned, his reflexes as fast as a blink of an eye, and he started to look for the one who had gazed at him, but Annetta had quick reflexes too, and she looked away before he could find her.

the friends that she had made at the palace comforted her, especially bresais, who was Paris' cousin. she understood her love for him, but since she did not love him in the same way, she comforted her everytime Annettas heart was broken by the sight of him, and his arrogance towards women.

Bresais was Annettas only comfort in the castle, because all the other women loved Paris jsut as much as she did, and they felt more sorrow for themselves then they did for Annetta.

omg, that must've sucked so bad, haha, well, tell me wut u thought of it, it wasn't that great tho, i guess it ain't bad for my first try, so ya, i do fantasies better if they're just in my head, haha, so ya, l8er