I don't own Twilight or Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement. Sad, but true :(

Summery:Bella Swan is the princess of Meile. She is about to become queen when parliament decides to enforce a very inconvenient rule. She has to be married before she can take the crown. She has only a month to find a husband, or she forfits the crown to Edward Cullen, the next person in line for the throne. What happens when Edward, the very person trying to steal her crown, is the one to catch her eye?. Inspired by the Disney movie, Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement.


BPOV

I looked out of the plane window. The palace was visible, even from as high as we were.

Yup, I said palace. I'm princess of Meile. I'm going to be crowned queen in two months!

Ohmygodohmygodohmygod! Queen, that is so insanely amazing. You'd think I would've gotten used to the thought, but I still haven't.

Okay, freak out moment is over.

I was on my way back to the palace after visiting my mom, Renee. She and my dad, Charlie, are divorced. I'm royal on my dad's side, and my mom decided she didn't want anything to do with it, so they split up.

I clenched my hands on the armrests when the plane tilted down. I was okay on planes, but take off and landings were always scary.

The plane landed with a jarring thud, and sped down the runway, gradually slowing until it reached a stop.

I grabbed by bag, and got off the plane, grateful to finally be on solid land. A limo was waiting for me outside of the airport, and I climbed in, resting my head back once I sat down. Plane rides always made me tired.

When the limo got to the palace, I dragged myself up and through the quiet halls until I got to my room. I threw my stuff down, changed quickly, and flung myself on the bed for a good night's sleep.

I woke up the next morning to squealing.

"Alice, calm down. The poor girl's sleeping."

"Well she's not going to be in a second."

I felt jump onto my bed and start bouncing around.

"Wake up, Bella!"

I groaned. "Alice, let me sleep."

"Nope!" chirped Alice Brandon, one of my best friends. "I'm not going until I see you awake."

I groaned again, and opened my eyes groggily.

My eyes focused, and I saw a beaming face so close I was almost nose to nose.

"Ah!" I shrieked, jerking up in surprise. My head knocked into Alice's, and we both shouted "OW!"

Alice backed away, and I focused on my surroundings. Alice stood there, small and skinny, with her blue eyes shining, and her black hair in spiky disarray. Rosalie was behind her, smiling sweetly at me, looking beautiful of course, with her aqua eyes twinkling in amusement, and her blonde waves spread loose down her back.

"Nice wake up call, Alice." I said sarcastically.

"I missed you, too" she answered, ignoring my annoyed expression and previous words.

"Hey, Rosalie" I greeted, looking at my other best friend.

"Hey, Bella" she said, giving me a soft hug.

"Not to sound rude, but what are you doing here." I asked, trying not to sound mean.

"Well what do you think, silly?" Alice chirped. "It's your 21st birthday. We're here to tell you happy birthday, and give you your presents."

I looked down, and saw a package in both of their hands. I groaned. I hated presents.

"Get over it, and just take the gifts." Rosalie ordered, correctly interpreting my annoyance.

Alice handed me her gift. It was a small box, which gave me hope that it was a small present.

I opened it. It was a key.

"Umm, what is this key for?" I asked, feeling slightly afraid of the answer I might get.

"It's for your trunk of new clothes."She said, as if it was the most normal thing in the world.

I counted to ten in my head, feeling my temper rise. "Trunk of new clothes?" I asked, hoping I just heard it wrong.

"Yep" she trilled.

"Why did you get me a trunk of new clothes?"

"Because, I'm guessing the entire month you were gone you didn't shop, so I did it for you."

I glared at her, not bothering to say that I had, in fact, not shopped a day on my trip. It had been pure bliss.

Rosalie saw my anger, and quickly shoved a box in my hand. "Open it, Bella. I'm sure you'll like this one."

I tore the wrapping paper off to reveal a jewelry box.

"This better not have been expensive" I said, feeling like a total grump. I really wasn't a morning person.

"Don't worry, Bella, just open it." I opened the box, and saw a gold locket. I gasped at its beauty. I popped the small locket open, and found a tiny picture of Alice, Rosalie, and I, with Emmet, and Jasper behind us. Emmett was Alice's brother, and Rosalie's boyfriend. Jasper was Rosalie's brother, and Alice's boyfriend. Funny how that worked out so nicely.

"Oh, Rosalie, I love it!"

"I know" said Rosalie smugly.

Alice was looking at me with a mischievous look in her eyes.

"What is it, Alice?" I asked, feeling a sense of foreboding.

"Well, since it's your birthday today, you have the birthday ball tonight, and I was wondering…"

"Yes?" I urged, getting a bad feeling of where this was heading.

"Can I dress you tonight? Please, please, please?!"

"Alice!" I groaned. "You know I don't like having to do Bella Barbie!"

"But today is extra special! It's your 21st birthday. You have to dance with all eligible bachelors tonight. Who knows if you might find the special someone today? Do you want to look bad in front of him?"

"Alice, I do not look bad when I dress myself! I can do it myself" I complained like a pouting child.

"But I can make you look even prettier than normal!"

I snorted. I was not pretty in any way, especially when I was with my two best friends. They were so beautiful, I felt inferior next to them.

"Don't start that, Bella, you know you're pretty." Rosalie spoke up. I looked at her skeptically, but let it pass. "Please let us dress you. Pretty please, with a cherry on top." Rosalie enjoyed these torture sessions just as much as Alice.

I groaned as they both went into a chorus of "Pleeeeease?!"

"Fine." I pouted, knowing I would end up giving in anyway, and avoiding the fight.

"YAAAY!" shouted Alice, bouncing around the room. Rosalie smile triumphantly.

"Go take a shower; we need to get started soon. We only have 8 hours to make you look drop dead gorgeous. It's 10 and the ball starts at 6 in the evening." Rosalie instructed.

"Eight hours? Why would it take you eight hours to get me ready?"

"Because, silly, this is a very special occasion, and we are gonna make you look so gorgeous, every guy will be totally speechless." Alice said, beginning to push me out of bed. "Plus, we have to buy you a dress, you have no new ones."

I got up, and started to the bathroom. I looked back and saw that they had both made themselves comfortable on my couch, watching TV.

I got into the shower, taking my time. I have to admit, I was stalling so that I wouldn't have to deal with being Alice and Rosalie's personal life size Barbie.

Eventually, I had to get out, though, and I wrapped a towel around myself, dried myself quickly, and slipped into comfortable jeans and a neat shirt.

When I got out, Alice grabbed my hand, pulling me out of my suite's door, with Rosalie gliding behind us.

We got into Rosalie's red convertible, and sped off to the mall.

"Ooh" Alice squealed. "I love this song!" It was Tik Tok, by Kesha.

She started screaming the lyrics at the top of her lungs, and Rosalie joined in.

Wake up in the morning feeling like P Diddy
Grab my glasses, I'm out the door
I'm gonna hit this city
Before I leave, brush my teeth with a bottle of Jack
Cause when I leave for the night, I ain't coming back
I'm talking - pedicure on our toes, toes
Trying on all our clothes, clothes
Boys blowing up our phones, phones
Drop-topping, playing our favorite cd's
Pulling up to the parties
Trying to get a little bit tipsy

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop,no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop,no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

Ain't got a care in world, but got plenty of beer
Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here
And now the dudes are lining up cause they hear we got swagger
But we kick em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger
I'm talking about - everybody getting crunk, crunk
Boys trying to touch my junk, junk
Gonna smack him if he getting too drunk, drunk
Now, now - we goin till they kick us out, out
Or the police shut us down, down
Police shut us down, down
Po-po shut us -

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop,no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop,no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You got that sound
Yeah, you got me

DJ, you build me up
You break me down
My heart, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Now, the party don't start until I walk in

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop,no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

Don't stop, make it pop
DJ, blow my speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the party don't stop,no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh

I laughed as they sang the entire way to the mall, attracting stares that increased when they saw I was there

Alice started running to the mall as soon as Rosalie parked. I followed, already feeling my feet ache. Alice always took way to long at the mall. Hopefully, the tight schedule would make her leave after a couple of hours.

We spent two hours looking at every possible dress, until we reached the last store.

"This one has your dress. I can feel it." Said Alice dramatically.

"Alice, you've said that for the past ten stores." I moaned, unimpressed.

"Well, this time, I know I'm right."

I followed her in wearily. She was already flitting around, picking every possible choice.

In a record of two minutes, she had combed the store, and stuffed a pile of dresses into my arms.

"Go try those one." She instructed, giving me a shove to the fitting rooms.

I tried each one on, but each had something not right about it.

The first one wasn't green, which, according to Alice, didn't match my skin tone.

The next one didn't fit my shape right.

The one after that had a too low neckline.

The fourth one just didn't look right.

I got to the fifth and last. It was my favorite of all the dresses I had seen so far. I slipped it on, and immediately knew that this was the one. It was deep blue, with a modest neckline that wasn't too low or too high. It was strapless, and tightened at the waist, giving me flattering curves. It flowed down do the floor gracefully.

When I stepped out of the fitting room, Alice and Rosalie gaped.

"Wow, Bella, you look hot" exclaimed Rosalie.

"That is most definitely the one!" squealed Alice.

We bought it, and the matching shoes, which were white, with low heels.

We got home with 3 hours to get ready.

Alice and Rosalie buzzed around me, pulling at my hair, and dabbing on makeup.

Finally, after two hours, they were done.

My hair was done in an intricate bun, with a few strands left out to frame my face. The makeup was natural looking, just how I liked it, with just a bit of eyeliner and eye shadow, soft pink lipstick, and faint blush, since I already blushed enough. My dress looked perfect, and the white heels were surprisingly comfortable. White pearls rested around my neck to match the heels, completing the look.

I had to admit, I looked amazing.

"Wow" I said, not entirely capable of speech.

Alice and Rosalie looked smug.

They both got ready in a flash, done with makeup, hair, and in beautiful dresses within 45 minutes. I will never understand how they can be done so quickly, while I have to endure over two hours of getting ready.

Alice looked adorable in a cute black dress, with matching black stilettos, her short hair left down in its usual spiky hairdo, with perfect makeup.

Rosalie looked like a goddess in a red dress with a plunging neckline, bare back, and flowing tightly to the floor. She wore red heels and her long hair was in a loose bun that left strands waving gracefully down her back.

"Wow, you guys. Emmett and Jasper are going to freak out."

They both just shrugged.

"Ready to go." I asked.

"Let's do this." Said Rosalie, and Alice nodded.

We walked down to the waiting limo that would take us to the birthday ball that would change my life forever.


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