Hey people, this is the first chapter, hopefully it is a bit good! I can take criticism! PS. it may be that there are spelling errors, sorry for that! In my bio I told you guys that I was thinking of changing the language, and I did that with a translation program. BYE xoxo
Chapter 1,
At first sight.
Princess 7:00 - Copenhagen
When I opened my eyes, it was like being in a paradise of ice cream and strawberrys. Of lollipops and gumballs. Sweet and soft. Full of color. Just the feeling that I'm save in my own room, my own castle, my own country! Blessed. Especially after such a nightmare like mine. Terrible for a girl like me. A normal, boring life. I turned back once, I just have to think about nice guys ... No glitz, no flashing lights in my stomach. No butterflies. But when I think of that girl from my dream ... I turned back around. Again that dream? Why does it something to me? that girl. It feels like I see a wildly attractive boy. Only this time it's not a boy, but a GIRL?
It looks like I'm in a trans, how can I have feelings like this? After a little while I see the butler standing in my room. He's looking shocked, His Hands are shaking and his eyes are looking dead. My glass of juice almost falls. ''Ehh, I'm fine. Thank you. Now you can stop shaking and looking dead.'' Does he knows that i think that girl is pretty, though she has rolls of fat and greasy hair? Will he tell my parents? I'm in panic, what should I tell him? That I'm turned-on by a girl? ''Miss Angelina, do you want something to eat?''I look up: he says nothing else? How can I think about food when i am imprisoned by his dreamy / cold eyes.
Real-Girl; 07:00 - Washington
The alarm went. The first thing i thought of was her. The butterflies in my stomach kept flying in circles. What the hell? Since when did I have feelings for a girl? I thought of Mike, the most delicious and stupid football player of my typicial American high school. Normaly I would be really, really turned-on by him right now. But now? Not a butterflie was flying in my stomach for him, they were all flying for the girl! Maybe this was just puberty, but my heart told me''no''. What-The-Hell. Am I going crazy? Yeah, probably. I threw my legs out of bed and walked to my mirror. No, not again! A new red spot on my face. That's gonna be a big one, man. I pulled my jumpy, fluffy hair behind my ears. Oh my gawd, how ugly can you be? ''Babe, breakfast is ready!''I walked to the hallway and screamed:''I'M COMING''I grabbed a robe and went downstairs to the kitchen. My dad is a old man, with his grey hair and glasses, somethimes i thought i was addopted. But then I looked at my mom, the old version of me. Green eyes, little nose, nice mouth. Only she is skinny, and i'm not. She looked at me. ''Hey darling, what do you want on your toast?'' I grabbed a chair and sat down. '' Ehmm, i'm not hungry, mom. '' If my stomach doesn't betrays me, i'm coming away with this lie. Because i was really hungry. But that fat rolls, I throw up if I see them, and i noticed that I became skinnier. I should't eat att all. Maybe than the beautifull, sexy girl of my dreams likes me to.