Princess In Pink.
When I was a little girl, I love fairytales. I adored the princesses. How they were all so brave . . . Beauty braved the Beast, Snow White a stepmom, Cinderella a stepmom, stepsisters, and quite possibly a homicidal cat. The little mermaid braved stormy seas and her father's wrath to save her prince. So, see what I mean?
These princesses were always good, kind, and in the end they got happily ever after. Beauty was technically a commner, then she became a princess. Every time my little fingers flipped through those old marvellous stories I always went to the end illustration first. Because, on that very last page, it showed every happily ever after. Each princess stood with their Prince Charming. I spent hours of my childhood studying them.
Each princess was more beautiful than the last. Lips a little fuller, eyes a little more wider, sometimes even bigger breasts. I always thought that princesses lives were always like that. A beautiful woman haunted by a curse or evil parents, so flee the curse or somehow get away from the family. Of course, after all is said and done and the world looks like it's about to fall apart in rides Prince Charming on his white horse to save the day. After he saves the day, comes happily ever after. Not once did my five year old mind wonder: what happens after happily ever after? Maybe I just assumed that they arrived at the palace and spent every day hand in hand. I know that's what I expected my life to be like, but I couldn't be more wrong.
I mean, princess? Check. Curse? Not accounted for. Evil parents? Found. Prince Charming? This brings us to the present.
SMACK!
Gregor stood furiously over me, his glossy chestnut hair falling into his wooden brown eyes.
"Don't think that just because we're engaged that you can be seen in public with me. I have a reputation to keep, and as you look to you to be the future queen I am hiring someone to play you. Our real wedding nuptiuals will be done in secret."
Gregor's hand flashed out again, catching my other cheek, making it glow as red (if not redder) than the other. I bit my lip and swallowed to choke back my tears. I would never let him see how much he hurt me. Never. Gregor growled and kicked me before leaving the room.
Gregor left my room at 4:22 pm. At the same time a maid, Bianca, left the library down the hall. Maybe if Gregor had seen Bianca, things would have been different.
But he didn't see her, and that makes all the difference.
Summary:
Sam is a princess forced to leave her country because of a scandelous rumour. Now at Casper High Sam falls for a boy. Danny falls for her, but both are hiding something. As more problems are unveiledand suspicions arise, can it all stay hidden?
They're eighteen in this story and there will be a companion piece in Danny's pov titled Ghost In Hazmat.