Hey guys!

I'm going to explode right now. Like, literally, RIGHT NOW. (Actually, I am exploding as I type). I typed up this story all the way up to Chapter 12 and it was all perfect and then I FREAKING HIT THE DELETE BUTTON! Now, I know that all of you are going to be like, Dude, chill, there's a recycle bin, remember? But ahahahaha, nice try. I wrote it on my iPhone. On notes. And for all you iPod/iPhone users, there IS NO RECYCLE BIN button, right? You hit DELETE, t's gone forever. Yay me :( But thankfully I sent this chapter (through copy&paste onto my email) so I didn't lose this chapter. I'm typing it all again as fast as I can. Which means, I won't be updating in quite a while (maybe Tuesday at the earliest). And since I have to re-type this ALL OVER AGAIN, I decided to upload this chappy before you cry your eyes out about the cliffhanger, because it will positively kill you, huh? *evil smile*

Man, what a long A/N!

going for the win: Nope, of course not! I left it at that so I could kill you! I'm so nice to you, am I? :)

HorseGalFangirl9: Sorry buddy. I can and I did. But I think it's worth it :)

lucky (guest): thanks for the tips! I will try to incorporate them into my story

•Chapter 3•

"But what if she is? Kamber asks quietly.

Char jumps out of her seat. "WHAT?!" she yells. "Are you saying that America Schreave, the Queen of Illéa, is my mother?!"

"Yes," her mother whispers.

"What the heck?! How?"

"The death sheet you were wrapped in. 'Property of the Illéan Palace Hospital' was stitched on it. America had given birth that day. And only royal families can give birth in the hospital. Also, the box I found you in — it had the royal seal on it. And I realized later that I found you near the palace."

Char mumbles sarcastically. "Great, in just one day, I go from a nobody Five to an unknown Princess. What an awesome surprise."

Kamber smiles. "I think you're the only person in all of Illéa who wouldn't be ecstatic if they found out they're a Royal."

She shrugs. "I don't see any reason why they should be elated about that. You just get to live in a palace full of emotionless, stone-faced people. Bo-ring. I think I'd rather live in a fish tank than live with those guys."

"They're not stone-faced. They have emotions. They are still people, Char. They just put on that face for the Report."

"Pssh. Sure," Kamber's oldest daughter says. "Then what's the point of wearing those masks?"

"I don't know. Maybe to look more royal?"

She snorts. "They look royal enough."

"Char, don't be rude." Kamber says in a warning tone.

"Sorry," Char mutters.

"Okay, it's getting really late." She yawns, looking at the clock. It reads 12:24. "We'll continue this discussion tomorrow."

Charmaine is shaken awake. "Mrhh, what do you want?" She grumbles to the person in front of her. "It's too early!" she rolls over and buries her head into her pillow.

"No it isn't," a voice says. She stares bleary-eyed at the face in front of her. Curious brown eyes stare back.

"Give me five reasons why I should get up so freaking early in the morning."

The voice laughs. "Char, get up." Char mumbles something that sounds like 'Gimme Furh Stupud Weasons furst'.

"Fine. One, today, it's Kara Tanner's birthday. You know what that means. Two, it's not early; it's already 7 o' clock. Three—"

"That's early to me," Char cuts in.

"—I don't think you want me to dump water on you to wake up, don't you? Four, Mom's gonna explode if she finds out you're not getting ready yet. She's been up since six thirty. Five … five … uh … you have to!" The voice finishes triumphantly.

"Ugh, fine," Charmaine says. She gets out of bed.

"Happy Birthday!" Char says, hugging Kara.

"Thanks for waking up so early for performing for my Birthday! I loved your pieces."

"Ah, it was nothing." Char lies.

"Um, not really. One of my kids said that they practically had to wrestle Char out of bed." Kamber says.

"Hey!" she protests, indignant.

"Oops, you guys have to go, now. There's your ride. Have a great day," Kara says, giving Sherri a high-five and hugging Kamber and Charmaine. "See ya!" Kara leaves them to bid farewell to the rest of the guests.

"She's nice." Sherri comments.

"I guess not all Twos are horrible," her sister says.

"I guess not." Kamber agrees.

"I have come to a decision." Char announces to her mother once they get back home.

Four more things I forgot to mention earlier:

1) I Promise that next time I will write a shorter A/N

2) The first one to figure out who was screaming (okay, not screaming, yelling) at Char to wake up gets to submit a minor character for this story! It will not be in the next chapter, but in one (or more) future chapters. I'll PM the person who gets it right first along with the instructions! Tell me via review, please.

3) I edited my Chapter 1 and 2 a little (Chap. 1, I changed their last name, Chap. 2, I added a line/those thingies I use to separate the story from the A/N, whatever they're called), but they're very minor

4) Thanks for reading, and a review/favourite/follow/PM would be great! (but optional, it's your choice! :P). Any comments/suggestions to improve my writing are definitely welcome :)