Disclaimer - Meg Cabot owns the characters - I don't. Fair enough?
"Mom?" The young princess said to her mother sitting next to her."Yes, honey?" Her mother, the Princess of Genovia, a lady in her early thirties, turned to look at her daughter. The mother was beautiful, with her styled blonde hair. Her sharp grey eyes had a faraway look in them.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Sure, what is it?"
"Do you love Dad?" The six-year-old girl asked innocently, with her wide blue eyes begging for an answer.
The mother turned away, seeming reluctant to answer the question.
"Mom? Are you okay?"
"Listen, child, I simply don't know how to explain this."
"Try me."
Her mother sighed, "Okay, well, it's a long story."
The daughter leaned forward curiously as her mother started to backtrack to many years ago, to her past.
"Well, you know, I was born as a perfectly normal girl. Or I thought I was. I grew up in Manhattan with my artist mom Helen, your grandmother – as a typical everyday girl in the United States. I went to a normal school, made friends, had crushes for the first fourteen years of my life."
At this point, she had tears in her eyes as she thought of someone in her past. But she managed to regain her speech and continued, trying hard not to think of the person.
"Then there was one day when all of a sudden it changed. My dad, your Grandpere, came into town, and revealed to me the most shocking truth of my life. I was not a normal, average teenager – I was a princess. I was initially infuriated because I felt that they had lied to me my whole life. I hated being a princess – I considered myself a five-foot-nine freak with a flat chest, Yield-sign-shaped hair, a mom who was dating my algebra teacher, a subject I was flunking, and then to top it all, I was a princess."
"Also, I had a crush on this guy for my entire life, who also happened to be my best friend's brother. I can't talk about him now – I hope you understand." She shook her head, her eyes filling with tears.
The daughter, her face framed with wavy blonde hair, nodded her head, seeming to understand.
"Well, I was so upset at the idea of being a princess, and to top it all, there were princess lessons from my Grandmere. I was also having a tough time in my freshman algebra class, plus my two-week long crush on a classmate – that crush was just a sort of puppy love. Nothing serious – even though I thought it was. Anyway, when it was publicly announced I was a princess, I was suddenly popular. My arch-enemy then, Lana Weinberger, wanted to be friends with me. My best friend Lilly Moscovitz and I had a big fight and didn't speak to each other for a couple of weeks. This guy I had a slight crush on, Josh Richter, was one of the popular kids, and after he heard I was a princess, he asked me out to the dance. That date was a total flop, and I had to break up with the jerk. After that, my one true love came back to my heart."
"Did he ask you out? If you don't mind my asking?"
"No, not immediately. Shortly after that dance, my biology partner who gave me the answers to the homework, asked me out, and I didn't have the heart to refuse him. I didn't love him, I just liked him as a good friend. So for those several weeks, I had to avoid his kisses while dreaming of my prince. Michael."
"Michael? What was he like?"
The mother had to try her best in keeping back the tears that were flowing abundantly. "Only one word can describe him: perfect. I had loved him right from the start. Over the years, since he was Lilly's brother, we became good friends. He helped me with my algebra homework and all. Then to make a long story short, I finally managed to break up with Kenny. Michael and I kissed at the school's Non-Denominational dance after he expressed his great love for me through a computer program. Turns out that he was not dating anyone as I had previously expected. I was shocked that he had ever loved me – he was just too good for me. I still love him with all my heart."
"What happened? And why didn't you marry him when you grew older?"
The mother simply laughed. "I would have, my dear, if only I could. If only I could have. He was just too good for me."
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