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'Think princess,' Kim examined the intricately embroidered top she was wearing nervously.
'This is no big. I've been in tons of near-death situations before. If I can dismantle a weather machine, I can definitely pretend to be a rich snob… I hope.'
She took one last deep breath. 'Here goes nothing.'
She was in the grand concert hall in the Byzantine Palace, which incidentally had no security cameras at all. If they did she wouldn't be in this stupid sitch.
In the hallway, Kim could hear loud pop music coming from the stage. She recognized the song; they had saved those singers several months ago.
Quit playing games with my head,
I don't wanna be a complex boy,boy,boy, boy
BOY BOY BOY BOY
The former hit faded out. Now she could see the hall had a few hundred seats- and only a handful were occupied. There were six young women in the front row with security guards surrounding them.
"You were right, Saara. Dex is a lot cuter up close," said an older-looking girl she figured was either Alana or Adriana.
" I know, Ali. It's a whole different experience when you get your own private concert."
"I still can't believe the O Boyz are 'out' in America again. That video for 'Hello, Hello, Hello' makes me want to cry." This time a short blonde spoke.
No one seemed to notice Kim was there.
"Hey Nattie, what took you so long? You missed the best song."
Kim was saved the trouble of concocting an answer.
"DON'T tell me those idiots mixed up the handsoap again! We asked for radiant rose scented, not moonlit rose."
Kim was sure that this was the infamous Adriana.
"Oh yes, they are totally different,"she said with false conviction.
The other girls got up suddenly and headed towards a black door.
"Where are we going again?" she hoped it didn't sound like an absurd question.
"Duh.Backstage to meet the band." Merisa answered brusquely.
"Nicky-nick, darling. It's so good to see you!" Adriana stood abnormally close to the blonde singer. "I don't know if you've heard, but that tramp Britina is dating some actor. I always knew you were too good for her."
"No she's not," the O Boy took her hand off his shoulder. "We got back together yesterday."
Adriana's expression turned hateful. Kim swore she looked like Bonnie that way.
"You already know who we are, why don't you introduce yourselves?" one of the boys asked.
"Oh, sorry. We all have long boring names, so I'll give you the short versions. I'm Ali, that's my twin Ana, Izzy and Merisa are over there." she pointed them out one by one. "That's Saara next to Lee, and then our baby sis Nattie."
Kim was relieved to hear that. The next hour was spent interrogating and fawning over the boy band.
'Why would anyone care what their favorite ice cream flavors are anyway?' she thought boredly.
"Do I know you from somewhere?" Dexter was looking at her curiously.
"Wha- I, uh, I-" Oh no! He remembered that mission.
"We're on TV a lot," Lela unconsciously came to the rescue.
The teen hero was more than happy when they left for the royal bedchambers. Then another problem arose. The rooms were in a wing to themselves; there were seven doors branching off a main corridor. Kim had no idea where to go. She decided on the one next to the room Isadora was entering. Hazel-eyed Lela (or was it?) stared at her oddly.
"Why are you going into the maids' room?"
"I was just…making sure the doorknob was… well lubricated- and it is."she added awkwardly.
"Alright then, come on."but Lela's strange look did not fade.
Kim was surprised that wealthy rulers had to share bedrooms; more astonishment was to come when she entered the luxurious area. The bedroom was about the size of Middleton High's gym. Floor to ceiling windows were scattered throughout the pink and orange room. There were two king-sized canopy beds, as well as bookshelves, stereos, a gigantic dresser, a 70-inch plasma screen television, and too many other things to name.
"Hello? Earth to Nattie. You look like you're seeing our room for the first time."
"Sorry. Guess I just never took the time to appreciate it."
"Whatever-hey, Loretta's been going through our magazines again! Third time this month- do you remember when we were younger and we'd make lists of all our dolls, then we spied on that nosy maid while she looked through them?"
"Of course I do." Kim was overjoyed to slip between the satin sheets in her bed.
"Good night, er- Lee."
"Good night Nattie."
Sorry if the little details bored you; they will be important later in the story. Thanks again for reading.