Have you ever had the feeling Tutors teach math only to make you look dumb? Just to prove that, no matter how good you are at English or science, you will never be a straight A student? That's how I felt right then.

Not that I cared. Once I took the throne, I'd be set for life.

"May, are you even listening?" my Tutor asked, eyeing the doodles in my notebook. I stayed silent

She sighed, "I told you if you don't start paying attention you'll never learn. It's all going in one ear and coming out the other!"

Wrong, I thought, it's not going in at all.

She closed her book and left, shaking her head all the way.

I did the same, but I left through another door- the one she'd taken led to the servant's quarters, not a place suitable for the princess of Hoenn.

I hurried down the Palace halls, heading towards my chambers. I'd been hoping class would early so I could do what I really loved- study the peasants! As filthy as they were, they led very interesting lives and often had stories of faraway places I'd never heard of.

That's what I really wanted to do- to travel, to study cultures, to meet incredible people with incredible stories. Not all that easy when you have to rule an entire region single-handedly- or at least, until I chose a suitor.

I reached my door and hurried in. The room had a mainly read theme- red walls, red lamp, red carpet- but there was some white in there as well. Two French doors led out onto a patio.

I pulled out my commoners outfit, a dark brown tunic and a light brown pair of trousers, both made out of the same rough material. I ran my fingers through my hair a few times in an attempt to disorganize it. I gave myself a quick once-over in the mirror. Satisfied, I grabbed my cloak and walked out onto the patio.

The patio had a hedge on the border and a gate that led directly to the gardens. From there I walked towards the stables. No one questioned me.

"Tack me up, Brendan," I asked with a smile. Brendan had been working in the stables for as long as I could remember- and probably longer. He was about two or three years older than me, but he was my best friend.

Which was why I was confused about the please-don't-kill-me-look he was giving me.

"Miss Berlitz and Miss Waterflower have taken the ponyta for a ride," he replied nervously. I was getting worried. Brendan never talked to me like this- like I was a princess and he was a servant.

"What gives?" I asked, obviously worried.

"Huh?"

"You're acting... differently..."

He looked at the ground. "I'm leaving Hoenn, May. I met someone." He whispered.

I blinked a few times before it sunk in. You're going to be on your own again. My eyes started welling up.

"Aww May, please don't cry!" he begged, pulling me into a hug.I pushed him away.

"I'm okay," I wiped away the tears and gave him a grin, "what's her name?"

"Her name's- ."

The sound of hooves and giggles cut him off.

"That was great!" Dawn Berlitz laughed as she skilfully dismounted

"I think I'll stick to the swimming pool..." Misty Waterflower said as she tried to copy Dawn. Dawn giggled and helped Misty dismount. They greeted us with warm smiles. I gave them a nod as I climbed onto Dawn's ponyta.

Okay, I lied earlier. Dawn and Misty best friends were my best friends too.