American Princess
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own anything from Sailor Moon or "Royally Jacked", by Niki Burnham, which this story is loosely based on.
Summary: From the public point of view, Serenity Woods, the President of the United States' daughter, seems to be the perfect model for young women everywhere. At the age of seventeen, she is studying at the best school around, Stony Creek High School, and getting top marks. But what the public, and especially her Father, don't know is that she leads a double life. She parties like crazy whenever she can and nobody finds out, until one day.
In an embarrassing scene one day, she is caught by her Father, friends and news reporters. As punishment, she is sent away to a private school in some dinky little country in Europe in hopes that she will learn her lesson, and to possibly end the long time feud between America and the "dinky country" by an arranged marriage to the prince there. But, Serenity Woods is not some one you tango with easily. Once her mind is set on something, there's no changing it. Then one day, some one walks into her life that might change it.
Chapter Four: Palaces, Princes, and Arguments
"Are we there yet?" Serena asked monotonously to her chaperone who sat on the other side of the aisle in a plush seat reading a magazine. He looked up sharply. His brown eyes squinted at her. He ran a hand through his faded brown hair and closed his magazine.
"What?" He leaned closer to her. She was sprawled across another plush seat. A pile of Cosmo and Glamour magazines were scattered beside her. Serena rolled her eyes. She was out of her mind bored and frustrating this man would help her over this boredom.
"Are we there yet?" she repeated, smiling at Mr. Hanks. He raised an eyebrow and gestured towards the window of the jet. A few clouds dotted the blue sky.
"Do we look like we're there yet?"
"I dunno."
"Well, we're not." He opened his magazine again and started reading an article on Cedar Trees.
Serena smiled and watched him for a minute before he looked up again.
"What?!" he asked exasperatedly. She smiled wider.
"Now, are we there yet?"
"No!"
"How 'bout now?"
"No."
"Now?"
"NO!"
Pause.
"Now?"
"NO AND WE WON'T BE THERE FOR ANOTHER HOUR!!!"
Three minute pause.
"How long until we're there again?"
By the time the jet landed, Serena was quite pleased with herself because Mr. Hanks was looking like he wanted to retire at the moment and jumped about ten feet in the air every time some one started to talk to him.
"So, this is Akora." Serena looked around. There were a lot of blue mountains with snow caps all around. A big lake was east of the airport and glittered in the sunlight. She turned to a secret service agent next to her. "And how big is this country?"
"About the size of Maine, Miss Woods," he answered. Serena sighed and put on her Chanel sunglasses.
"This is going to be a long year," Serena whispered as three secret service agents escorted her to the waiting limo.
The limo ride from the airport to the palace where she would live was long and boring. Three secret service agents sat in the limo with her. They either talked into cell phones or watched her as if she was a wild pig going to attack them any time they turned their backs on her.
"Can we stop at a Burger King?" Serena asked after listening to a Blink-182 CD twice.
"There are no Burger Kings in Akora," one of the agents answered. Serena gasped.
"Well, what about Taco Bell?"
"Nope."
"Wendy's?"
"Nu-uh."
"McDonalds?"
"I think there might be one a few miles outside of Rubiox."
"What's a Rubiox?"
"It's the capital city of Akora. The palace is only a two mile drive into the mountains South of there."
"How long until we get there?"
"A half an hour."
"Can I have my cell phone back?"
"No, your Father said to confiscate it for at least a week after that stunt you pulled before we got to the airport."
"But, I was emotionally upset at the time."
"Enough to call the police and say we were kidnapping you? And have them surround the airport?"
"Well, I've matured since then."
"We can't give you the phone back."
"Fine."
Serena sulked for the rest of the trip. The city was small, even though it was the capital. People in the streets looked up when the limo passed by. The city looked like a normal city, almost resembling San Francisco, except without the bay.
When she arrived at the palace, she was surprised at how realistic it looked. It looked just like the palace out of that Disney movie, The Little Mermaid. The palace on land of course, not under the sea.
"Miss Woods, we're pleased to welcome you to Diamond Castle," a man greeted Serena as soon as she stepped from the limo. She could hear the ocean's waves pounding on the beach beside the palace. Her eyes widened. Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all.
After a long tour of the palace and an even longer welcoming speech, she was finally allowed to go to her quarters. They were located on the second floor and overlooked the beach. The beach was private and secluded. And Serena judged that if there was something softer than the hard sand and dunes below her balcony, she could easily jump down.
There was another bedroom off of the living room that was held by a woman agent. She had bright red hair and glittering green eyes. Overall, she was courteous and nice and Serena judged that it wouldn't be too hard to sneak out at night without her noticing.
After a long nap on the soft, luxurious bed in her bedroom, she decided that it was time to explore her new home and see if there were any secret passages.
The hallways were long and dark with red curtains and large windows that were covered in the curtains. She passed the library, the ballroom, the kitchen, a hallway, the billiard room, a meeting room, three hallways, two staircases and many other rooms. Finally, she turned into the next room she saw to rest. It turned out to be a conservatory or an office of some kind.
It was large with double windows across from the door. A rectangular desk stood a little ways from the windows and papers, books and pens were scattered all over the desk. Bookshelves full of books covered the two opposite walls and a table and four chairs stood to the left of the door. Serena smiled and walked over to the desk.
The view was gorgeous. It was the ocean and it sparkled all around. A ship dotted the horizon. It was probably the king and queen coming home from a trip to the island, Dupon. She turned to the bookshelves and pulled a dusty book from the shelf. She blew off the dust to see the title.
"Utopia," Serena whispered. She shrugged. "It couldn't hurt to read. And I doubt anyone would miss it with all these other books here."
BONG! BONG! A chime went off from somewhere. Serena gasped and looked at her watch. It read 5:15. She had a welcome dinner in 45 minutes!
She hurried out of the room and back the way she came. Hallways and corridors seemed to meld together as she ran every which way. She rounded a corner in a corridor she was sure she had never seen before and ran smack into something soft.
THUD. Serena fell back on her butt.
"Ow!" she shouted and looked up to the thing she had run into.
"Mon Dieu! Qui est-ce que la suavage?" a man stood there, brushing off his black jacket. He glared at her with sapphire blue eyes. Serena blushed. This guy was the hottest guy she had ever seen.
He looked to be about 6'1'' or so. He had dark black hair that fell like silk across his face. He was wearing a black suit and was carrying a book that looked to be of politics.
Then, Serena blushed even harder. Who was this guy to call her a savage? Luckily, she had taken years of French and knew how to speak it fluently else wise she would be all over this guy in flirt mode.
"Je ne suis pas une suavage!" Serena yelled and stood up to face this man who called her a savage. He laughed. She blinked. Had she said the French wrong?
"You Americans, your accent is atrocious!" he laughed. Serena blushed even harder. Who did this guy think he was?
"Well, you Akorians don't know how to treat a person, who's obviously your superior, with respect!" Serena glared at him, hoping that her statement was true and she was his superior. After all, he wasn't wearing anything that said he was anything but a student or a person who worked at the castle. And she was the president of the U.S.A.'s daughter, too.
He stopped laughing and looked her over. She was wearing a pair of khaki pants and a collared white shirt. Self-consciously, she folded her arms around her waist.
"If you're my superior, then I must be a pig keeper." His dark eyes flashed dangerously. Serena huffed.
"You said it, not me."
"Watch what you say! You may be American, but you're really not smart. Don't you know who you're talking to?"
"I don't know. I thought you were a pig keeper."
"I don't have time for you." He rolled his eyes and began to move around her.
"Like I would want to spend time with you!"
"Go away, peasant. I have better things to attend to."
He marched off down the hallway. Serena scrunched up her face in anger.
"Oh, yeah? Wait until I tell my Father about you!"
"Ha! Oh, I'm scared! Ha!"
His laughter rang out through the hallway. Serena shook her head and took off running in the opposite direction he left in.
"I hope I never see that good-for-nothing-scum ever again," she muttered.
Author Note: Yay! Another chapter! Exciting, eh? Well, I hope you enjoyed and the next chapter will be out as soon as I can write it. Don't expect anything too soon because I have a lot of homework and golf practices and I won't be able to write on any story of mine a whole lot until June. Okay, review!
Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I do not own anything from Sailor Moon or "Royally Jacked", by Niki Burnham, which this story is loosely based on.
Summary: From the public point of view, Serenity Woods, the President of the United States' daughter, seems to be the perfect model for young women everywhere. At the age of seventeen, she is studying at the best school around, Stony Creek High School, and getting top marks. But what the public, and especially her Father, don't know is that she leads a double life. She parties like crazy whenever she can and nobody finds out, until one day.
In an embarrassing scene one day, she is caught by her Father, friends and news reporters. As punishment, she is sent away to a private school in some dinky little country in Europe in hopes that she will learn her lesson, and to possibly end the long time feud between America and the "dinky country" by an arranged marriage to the prince there. But, Serenity Woods is not some one you tango with easily. Once her mind is set on something, there's no changing it. Then one day, some one walks into her life that might change it.
Chapter Four: Palaces, Princes, and Arguments
"Are we there yet?" Serena asked monotonously to her chaperone who sat on the other side of the aisle in a plush seat reading a magazine. He looked up sharply. His brown eyes squinted at her. He ran a hand through his faded brown hair and closed his magazine.
"What?" He leaned closer to her. She was sprawled across another plush seat. A pile of Cosmo and Glamour magazines were scattered beside her. Serena rolled her eyes. She was out of her mind bored and frustrating this man would help her over this boredom.
"Are we there yet?" she repeated, smiling at Mr. Hanks. He raised an eyebrow and gestured towards the window of the jet. A few clouds dotted the blue sky.
"Do we look like we're there yet?"
"I dunno."
"Well, we're not." He opened his magazine again and started reading an article on Cedar Trees.
Serena smiled and watched him for a minute before he looked up again.
"What?!" he asked exasperatedly. She smiled wider.
"Now, are we there yet?"
"No!"
"How 'bout now?"
"No."
"Now?"
"NO!"
Pause.
"Now?"
"NO AND WE WON'T BE THERE FOR ANOTHER HOUR!!!"
Three minute pause.
"How long until we're there again?"
By the time the jet landed, Serena was quite pleased with herself because Mr. Hanks was looking like he wanted to retire at the moment and jumped about ten feet in the air every time some one started to talk to him.
"So, this is Akora." Serena looked around. There were a lot of blue mountains with snow caps all around. A big lake was east of the airport and glittered in the sunlight. She turned to a secret service agent next to her. "And how big is this country?"
"About the size of Maine, Miss Woods," he answered. Serena sighed and put on her Chanel sunglasses.
"This is going to be a long year," Serena whispered as three secret service agents escorted her to the waiting limo.
The limo ride from the airport to the palace where she would live was long and boring. Three secret service agents sat in the limo with her. They either talked into cell phones or watched her as if she was a wild pig going to attack them any time they turned their backs on her.
"Can we stop at a Burger King?" Serena asked after listening to a Blink-182 CD twice.
"There are no Burger Kings in Akora," one of the agents answered. Serena gasped.
"Well, what about Taco Bell?"
"Nope."
"Wendy's?"
"Nu-uh."
"McDonalds?"
"I think there might be one a few miles outside of Rubiox."
"What's a Rubiox?"
"It's the capital city of Akora. The palace is only a two mile drive into the mountains South of there."
"How long until we get there?"
"A half an hour."
"Can I have my cell phone back?"
"No, your Father said to confiscate it for at least a week after that stunt you pulled before we got to the airport."
"But, I was emotionally upset at the time."
"Enough to call the police and say we were kidnapping you? And have them surround the airport?"
"Well, I've matured since then."
"We can't give you the phone back."
"Fine."
Serena sulked for the rest of the trip. The city was small, even though it was the capital. People in the streets looked up when the limo passed by. The city looked like a normal city, almost resembling San Francisco, except without the bay.
When she arrived at the palace, she was surprised at how realistic it looked. It looked just like the palace out of that Disney movie, The Little Mermaid. The palace on land of course, not under the sea.
"Miss Woods, we're pleased to welcome you to Diamond Castle," a man greeted Serena as soon as she stepped from the limo. She could hear the ocean's waves pounding on the beach beside the palace. Her eyes widened. Maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all.
After a long tour of the palace and an even longer welcoming speech, she was finally allowed to go to her quarters. They were located on the second floor and overlooked the beach. The beach was private and secluded. And Serena judged that if there was something softer than the hard sand and dunes below her balcony, she could easily jump down.
There was another bedroom off of the living room that was held by a woman agent. She had bright red hair and glittering green eyes. Overall, she was courteous and nice and Serena judged that it wouldn't be too hard to sneak out at night without her noticing.
After a long nap on the soft, luxurious bed in her bedroom, she decided that it was time to explore her new home and see if there were any secret passages.
The hallways were long and dark with red curtains and large windows that were covered in the curtains. She passed the library, the ballroom, the kitchen, a hallway, the billiard room, a meeting room, three hallways, two staircases and many other rooms. Finally, she turned into the next room she saw to rest. It turned out to be a conservatory or an office of some kind.
It was large with double windows across from the door. A rectangular desk stood a little ways from the windows and papers, books and pens were scattered all over the desk. Bookshelves full of books covered the two opposite walls and a table and four chairs stood to the left of the door. Serena smiled and walked over to the desk.
The view was gorgeous. It was the ocean and it sparkled all around. A ship dotted the horizon. It was probably the king and queen coming home from a trip to the island, Dupon. She turned to the bookshelves and pulled a dusty book from the shelf. She blew off the dust to see the title.
"Utopia," Serena whispered. She shrugged. "It couldn't hurt to read. And I doubt anyone would miss it with all these other books here."
BONG! BONG! A chime went off from somewhere. Serena gasped and looked at her watch. It read 5:15. She had a welcome dinner in 45 minutes!
She hurried out of the room and back the way she came. Hallways and corridors seemed to meld together as she ran every which way. She rounded a corner in a corridor she was sure she had never seen before and ran smack into something soft.
THUD. Serena fell back on her butt.
"Ow!" she shouted and looked up to the thing she had run into.
"Mon Dieu! Qui est-ce que la suavage?" a man stood there, brushing off his black jacket. He glared at her with sapphire blue eyes. Serena blushed. This guy was the hottest guy she had ever seen.
He looked to be about 6'1'' or so. He had dark black hair that fell like silk across his face. He was wearing a black suit and was carrying a book that looked to be of politics.
Then, Serena blushed even harder. Who was this guy to call her a savage? Luckily, she had taken years of French and knew how to speak it fluently else wise she would be all over this guy in flirt mode.
"Je ne suis pas une suavage!" Serena yelled and stood up to face this man who called her a savage. He laughed. She blinked. Had she said the French wrong?
"You Americans, your accent is atrocious!" he laughed. Serena blushed even harder. Who did this guy think he was?
"Well, you Akorians don't know how to treat a person, who's obviously your superior, with respect!" Serena glared at him, hoping that her statement was true and she was his superior. After all, he wasn't wearing anything that said he was anything but a student or a person who worked at the castle. And she was the president of the U.S.A.'s daughter, too.
He stopped laughing and looked her over. She was wearing a pair of khaki pants and a collared white shirt. Self-consciously, she folded her arms around her waist.
"If you're my superior, then I must be a pig keeper." His dark eyes flashed dangerously. Serena huffed.
"You said it, not me."
"Watch what you say! You may be American, but you're really not smart. Don't you know who you're talking to?"
"I don't know. I thought you were a pig keeper."
"I don't have time for you." He rolled his eyes and began to move around her.
"Like I would want to spend time with you!"
"Go away, peasant. I have better things to attend to."
He marched off down the hallway. Serena scrunched up her face in anger.
"Oh, yeah? Wait until I tell my Father about you!"
"Ha! Oh, I'm scared! Ha!"
His laughter rang out through the hallway. Serena shook her head and took off running in the opposite direction he left in.
"I hope I never see that good-for-nothing-scum ever again," she muttered.
Author Note: Yay! Another chapter! Exciting, eh? Well, I hope you enjoyed and the next chapter will be out as soon as I can write it. Don't expect anything too soon because I have a lot of homework and golf practices and I won't be able to write on any story of mine a whole lot until June. Okay, review!