Just a little something to celebrate the end of our Thesis. Yeah, we're done with it… Although not completely done, but still done… LOL… Anyway, I disclaim… Everyone you know owns themselves.

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"Her Royal Highness, Princess Patricia and Princess Lita," the royal announcer said as they went down the stairs. They bowed slowly at someone they would recognize.

"Lita?" Trish smiled.

"Yes?" Lita asked.

"Will you help me find Prince Randy by keeping your eyes open?" Trish asked.

Lita's jaw dropped. "Are you that determined for him to notice you?"

Trish smiled. "But he really will notice me. But we still have to make sure he sees me."

Just then, the trumpets went on and Lilian came out. She was, of course, the most beautiful one in the party. It is after all, her birthday party. Trish and Lita greeted her but Trish couldn't help but tell her what she really is after at in that certain party.

"Do you know Prince Randy?" Trish asked.

Lilian rolled her eyes. "Yes, I invited him although my mom just insisted. I heard he's a conceited brat who doesn't think about his throne. He was acquainted with a commoner, you know?"

Trish smirked. "Yes, I know that."

Lilian glanced at Lita and then, understood what Trish wants. "Just be careful when you see him. He's not your usual Prince Charming. Have a great night."

The rest of the night was spent with a lot of dancing. Of all the guys who took Trish to the dance floor, all he really longed for was Randy. She finally saw him just standing beside the cocktail drinks. After the song, she excused herself from her partner and pretended to get some drink just to be close to Randy.

Before Trish could even get her drink, she noticed Randy walking towards her, just as she wanted. "May I have this dance princess?"

Trish smiled and bowed slowly as Randy did so. He took her to the dance floor and swayed to the music. "I'm Randy… Randy Orton…" he smirked.

Trish smiled. "I'm Trish and I've heard your name a couple of times in the news."

"Was that a form of flattery?" Randy asked. "But guess what, I'll just take that as a form of flattery because I'm know for doing things my own way."

"Well, what about the royal rules?" Trish asked.

"The royal rules can kiss my ass," Randy commented.

Trish was shocked with his actions. He was clearly the Randy that she's heard about. He can be tough to handle but Trish like to deal with challenges. She was still eager to know him and to have him as her Prince Charming.

"Well, what about you?" Randy asked. "Just waiting for the Prince Charming that your parents will choose for you?"

"Could be," Trish said. "I mean, if he still exists."

"What if he doesn't?" Randy said flatly.

He's standing in front of me, Trish thought. "He's just somewhere out there."

When the music ended, the continued their little conversation outside the balcony. Trish can't help but get lost every time she sees Randy's blue eyes.

"You're definitely what I've heard about?" Trish said.

"And I think you're a princess who still lives in a world of fairytale," Randy said sarcastically. "But tell you what princess, happily ever after doesn't come that easily. I should know I go through hell every time I go out to see Samantha. I'll give you a piece of advice, get a hold of reality."

Trish arched a brow. "I don't live in a fairytale land. I'm not your old-fashioned princess."

"Prove it," Randy challenged.

Trish backed Randy up into a wall so that no one from the party could see them. She stared at Randy lustily, trailing her hands up Randy's chest. Without warning, she kissed Randy passionately. She felt Randy kissing back, his hands going around her waist. She broke the kiss and walked away with a smirk on her face.

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"We kissed," Trish said to Lita, half dreaming.

"What the fuck were you thinking?" Lita blurted out. The last thing that she expected was her cousin to kiss a guy that she just met at the party.

Trish hugged a pillow. "Actually, I kissed him and then he kissed me back."

Lita bit her lower lip. "I can't believe you did that."

"But I did," Trish said proudly.

"What if someone saw you two? You'd be screwed!" Lita panicked.

Trish smiled. "Don't worry Lita, nobody saw us last night."

A quick knock on the door came. Layla came in, holding a newspaper in hand, shaking nervously. "Your Highness, in just a few moments, I think her Majesty will be calling you to the throne room." She handed Trish the newspaper, and their jaw dropped when they read the headline: PRINCE RANDY'S FIRST ROYAL AFFAIR.

"Oh my…" Lita said. "So, nobody saw you?"

Trish sat at the sofa. "Well, at least I'm a royalty. Unlike all those past commoners."

Another knock was heard and Jeff came in. "Her Majesty wanted to see you in the throne room."

Trish just faked a smile. "Wish me luck."

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"You've been in one party and the next thing I know, you're in the headline of a newspaper," the Queen said angrily. "Worse is, you're kissing a boy!"

"Mother, that's just usual in a party," Trish tried to defend herself, even though it wasn't a good idea. "It just so happened that there was paparazzi and I'm not really on the D-list."

"Do you know what kind of scandal you created?" the Queen asked.

"I just put the kingdom into shame?" Trish said cautiously.

"Yes," the Queen spat. She tried to regain her composure before talking to Trish again. "I have arranged a tryst with King Bob Orton. They will be here in a few moments."

Trish's heartbeat became faster. "What do you mean by 'them'?"

"The King, the Queen, and the Prince," the Queen declared.

Pretty much, the Royal family came and they had the tryst in a conference room. "Since this is not our scandal, we have decided that you two should solve this mess," King Orton said, anger visible in his eyes.

They left the two without another word. There was an uncomfortable silence between the two until Trish decided to break that up. "Just so you know I don't like this publicity at all."

"And do you think I like this publicity?" Randy said. "I'm already in a big trouble before this and you're just adding up to my problems!"

Trish was stung by those words. The words that Randy said were pretty harsh. "What do we do now? Any soupcon?"

"I think the best we can do is to act like it," Randy smirked.

As much as Trish would like to be with Randy, the idea of a fake relationship made her jaw drop. "What?!"

"Look," Randy tried to calm her down, "this is going to save you from the party humiliation, and this is going to save me and Samantha from all the rumors."

"Why would I agree to that?" Trish raised an eyebrow.

"Because you have no choice," Randy said cockily. "That kiss with me would be like a one night stand. You've got a reputation to protect. Think about it, Princess." Randy continued to stare her down, making her wanna give up to his idea.

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Should've been up before Christmas but… something happened. Please review!