Once again I´m terribly sorry it took so long- hope you´ll all enjoy it anyway :D
I witnessed something really good last night- Joe and I were just about to leave when Grandma came down the stairs- tonight she´s dining with some people who run a project for homeless kids- in that black evening gown that must totally have cost thousands of dollars and really high heels and Joe stopped dead in his tracks and when she reached the bottom of the stairs he kissed Grandma´s hand and told her how beautiful she looked and Grandma blushed- I´m serious, she blushed and smiled at him and Joe held her hand a bit longer that he would have needed to- now I know why he doesn´t go off and work for secret service or somewhere else where he really could kick some asses- he has a crush on my grandmother!
I´ve told Mom about the whole Joe/Grandma thing and she reckons I´m seeing things.
She says Joe has been working for Grandma ever since she became queen and she was only eighteen then and my Dad hadn´t even been born- but hey, maybe he has secretly been in love with her since like forever and is still waiting for his chance to come?
Ok, I know, I HAVE been reading too many romance novels- I suppose hot guys do not really hang around and wait for the princess to marry them in real life.
Mom also told me that my grandparent´s marriage was arranged when Grandma was a child, how creepy is that?
I mean this is not the dark ages or something- maybe there´s an arrangement for me marrying someone already as well?
Grandma only found out when she was sixteen, I suppose they wanted to wait and see if she would turn out all blonde and blue eyed and gorgeous first which obviously she did- me on the other hand, if there is something arranged for me they´ll break if off as soon as they see me- wait, I AM the heir to the throne, right, so I´m not the one who gets dumped, I´d be the one who would get to do the dumping- that´s finally something good about the whole princess thing!
Fat Louie is looking at me very disapprovingly, I suppose he doesn´t like me obsessing about a woman who doesn´t like him- there´s no doubt that Grandma doesn´t like Fat Louie, she doesn´t even like cats, she has a dog, imagine that- I´m related to someone who is blonde and pretty AND not a cat lover, if that doesn´t suck then tell me what does...
Well, apart from seeing Lana in the first and second period and Josh not noticing me except when he accidently sits on me or something- oops, time to go, Joe will be here to pick me up at any second.
Now that was a really great afternoon- just joking, it was lousy, actually- when I arrived Grandma said she had something to eat prepared for me which I thought was nice but of course, like all things Grandma does, it sounded too good to last.
She actually had Charlotte tie me to a chair with one of those stupid Hermés scarfs Grandma wears all the time, Charlotte looked really uncomfortable about it but of course she did exactly what Grandma said.
So I was sitting there and trying to reach the salt and Grandma was sitting at the opposite side of the table, working of course like always and when I complained about the scarf she told me that I should see it as a training tool, thanks a lot for that!
I was really relieved when Grandma told me that we had had enough etiquette for the evening but of course that proved to be vain hope all over again, she continued saying that Genovia does a lot of trades with Spain and that we had to prepare for that and that the quickest way to a Spanish hand was dance- dance, imagine that, me dancing, has the woman lost her mind?
Perhaps her crown is too heavy or something and has sort of squashed her brain over the years, who knows- anyway, so she led me to the ballroom- this place has a ballroom!- and told me that Joe was going to teach me some dance moves.
I don´t think Joe will ever speak to me again, I hurt him several times because I was so clumsy and Grandma was sitting there with that mild smile on her face as though she was thinking that I was a really retarded person- well, I suppose that actually WAS what she was thinking, after all she of course is perfect at everything, it sucks!
When she told me that I could go home I really ran from the room and then I noticed that I had forgotten my football shoes inside and had to go back just when Charlotte came into the lobby with that really flustered look on her face.
I asked her what was wrong and thank God it turned out that under all the regal exterior Charlotte is nothing but a girl who likes to gossip, just like me- she told me to be really really quiet and we sneaked back to the ballroom door and there were Grandma and Joe dancing together- well, not just dancing together, you could almost see the sparks between them, it was soooooo hot- I wanted to stay and spy on them a little longer but Charlotte dragged me off rather quickly- having to be responsible seems to take all the fun out of life.
So I was right, there IS something going on between Grandma and Joe, perhaps she hasn´t really noticed it yet but she will in time, how could she not!
Then Grandma is rather cool of course- well, rather cold, like an iceberg- it´s hard to imagine anyone making her melt, even Joe- I hope he knows what he´s getting himself into.
I´ll go and make a sandwich now, I´m starving after nothing but a silly salad I didn´t even manage to reach.
