"Rosalie?" I heard my mother ask from the doorway.

"Yes?" I asked her.

"Your father and I want to talk to over brunch." She left the room.

"I'll be down in a minute." I told her without really looking at her. I heard her footsteps leave. I was combing my long blonde hair. I looked in the mirror and saw Princess Rosalie. Not just Rosalie. My brown eyes, boring into the mirror. I was Princess of Denmark. I was rich and didn't like it one bit. My parents are friends with Luxembourg and Jordan. Princess Alice and Princess Isabella were the only friends I have.

"You wanted to see me?" I asked my father once I walked into the eating room.

"Please sit, Rosalie." I sat down and waited for them to speak.

"We are about to start a war with Japan. We don't want you here when it happens." A war?

"So, where am I going to go?" I asked. I wasn't excited to leave but if I was leaving from this boring palace than I would be excited.

"You are going to be going to Forks, Washington." Washington?

"That tiny town with a whole bunch of green?" I wanted to feel like a normal girl once in a while.

"Yes, it indeed is green." My father laughed.

"Okay, when will I be leaving?" I was anxious to get to Forks.

"After you are down changing, and packing." I nodded.

"Alright, thank you. I better go off and pack." I excused myself from the table and went up to my room and started packing. I looked at my crown and kissed it. I wasn't going to be using it for awhile.

"I'm going to miss all of you." I looked at my pictures on the wall. I wasn't able to take them with me. Just the important needs. I was interrupted my a knock on my door.

"Yes?" I asked to the person behind the door.

"In his office." My mother said. I stood up and walked into his office.

"Yes, again?" I asked him.

"Meet, Meg. Shelly, and Leslie." He motioned to the three women.

"Hello." I gurtseed.

"They are going to be changing your look." My look? "And how you speak to people." Speak?

"We are going to be here so don't worry." My mother added off of what my father said. I nodded nervously.

"Are you going to kill me?" I was serious but they thought I wasn't because they laughed.

"No, we aren't that mean." Shelly laughed. "Sit." She pulled me to the chair facing my parents.

"Now, we have to get the real natural color in your hair." Meg said washing my hair. Natural color? Blonde was my natural, not any other color.

"I have a real natural color?" I asked my parents. All they did was shrug. "Great." I muttered to myself.

"Honey, you have strawberry blonde hair and it's beautiful." I blushed. Something I didn't do often.

"Thank you." I nodded my head at her.

"Do you want a peircing?" Leslie asked me.

"I always wanted a nose ring." I raised an eyebrow.

"May she get one?" Leslie asked my parents.

"She is trying to fit in, so go ahead." My father smiled happily.

"Alright now this might hurt." Shelly said. I felt something go through my nose and it was pain at first but then it went away and I felt nothing.

"You look like a beautiful normal girl, Rosalie." Meg smiled.

"Thank you, three. You are all amazing." I hugged them as they left the office.

"Look in the mirror." Mother handed me a mirror. I took it and looked in it. I had beautiful hair and my brown eyes shown in the mirror, my nose ring was shining in the mirror creating a glare.

"Wow." Was all I could say. I was speechless.

"You are going to be going by Rose, Alice, and Bella." Rose? That was short and perfect.

"I love that name." I smiled and hugged them both.

"We are glad that you do." They held a box out to me.

"For being a princess one last time." My father put the princess crown on my head.

"I'm going to miss you both so much." I hugged them again.

"We would be sad if you didn't miss us at all." My father put a hand over his heart feigning hurt.

"Get over it Bradly." I smirked.

"Why are you calling me Bradly and not father?" He asked.

"Well I'm just a normal girl, I didn't know any better." I shook my head.

"Then shouldn't you be calling me king?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Fine, get over it King Bradly." I smirked still.

"I'll let you go this time, Rose." He smirked using my real name.

"Touche." I smiled.

"Why are we being so casual?" My mother smiled at how me and father were acting.

"Because Rose isn't going to be here any longer." He did have a point.

"I guess you're right." She nodded.

"He usually is." I noted. My father nodded in agreement.

"Alright." My mother giggled.

"Your limo is here, Rosalie." I looked up and saw Micheal, at the door looking at our grandfather clock.

"Alright, Micheal." I smiled and got my luggages and Micheal got the remaining.

"Bye, mother." I kissed her cheek. "Bye, father." I kissed his cheek.

"Goodbye." They both said. Micheal put my luggages in the back. Micheal held my door open for me as I got in. He shut the door and I looked through the window at my parents.

"Love you both." I whispered. I knew they couldn't see or hear me but I just felt like saying it. I felt like I could even hear them saying it back to me. I let a tear exscape, knowing there were more to come.

"Rose? We're here." I heard Micheal saying. He opened the door for me and kissed my cheek.

"Have a fun time in Forks." He smiled sadly at me.

"Okay. I'll email you everyday. If I can." He seemed happier when I said that.

"I would like that." I hugged him.

"Denmark to Forks, terminal, 815."

"I should be going now." I got m luggages and walked to terminal 815. I gave the lady my ticket.

"Have a nice trip." She smiled at me.

"Thank you." I smiled back at her. I boarded the plane and I was seated in first class. I looked out the window and I saw Micheal standing there crying. I started crying also.

"Goodbye, Denmark." I put my hand on the class and let it stay there.

"We are taking off. Please snap your seat belts." The pilot said. I buckled up. The plane took off down the runway and I was leaving. My new life as just Rose Hale. No relationship with royalty.


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