Hey guys! It's only been a few days and I'm back! Whaaaaat? Well, good news. I made it to my city and even though I'm safe, I have had a really rough few days. I've been really unhappy for many reasons but I'm in a really good mood today. BUT for some reason the WiFi will let me on the internet on my phone but not on my computer or my tablet. So I have to use my friend's apartment but she's like 40 minutes from me. It's a process but we'll get the hang of it. But I don't start teaching until Monday so I had a lot of free time to write this morning. So, enjoy!

It was raining. It was appropriate because the muggy weather was matching Blaine's mood. He was sitting on the bleachers on the roof next to the basketball courts watching Carl play while he sat and thought about a few things. It had only been found out that he was a prince but he knew his life was already going to be different. He had so many people walk up to him within the last few hours and tell him hello. He was so used to being invisible so it was overwhelming. And he knew why they were doing it so it made it less authentic and took away all meaning.

"Hello? Prince?" Blaine heard Finn yelling excitedly as he ran over to him. "You're the most popular boy in school. Everybody wants to take your picture. Everybody wants to be your best friend."

"Hi, Finn." Blaine stood on the bleachers and started pacing as Finn spoke to him.

"Hi. Okay, so you know what? I made a list of all the reasons for you not to be a Prince." Blaine didn't want to be rude and tell Finn he wasn't in the mood so he decided to humor him. "Number one- no privacy. Number two- You always have to look just right. Number three-"

He turned at the sound he just heard. When he Finn looked at Blaine, he saw Blaine laying on the bleachers, umbrella having fallen out of his hand, with his leg in the air, indicating he slipped on the water and fell. Blaine was laughing so hard he was almost crying.

"Are you alright?!" Finn exclaimed.

"Number three- what was number three?" Blaine asked, still laughing, as he stood up.

"Okay," He sighed knowing Blaine was okay. "Number three-you can't go nutso. You can't be all like 'blah' during the day."

"Finn, um, I really don't want to talk about this at the moment, okay?"

"Okay. Just one last question. Now that you're "out", would you come on my cable show on Saturday night?" He asked.

"Yeah, sure." Blaine shrugged. He had nothing to lose anymore and he didn't have any previous plans.

"I love you! I am going to buy you that new video game you want! See you Saturday night!" Finn ran excitedly away from Blaine.

"Carl!" Blaine called after Finn was gone.

"Yes, Sir Blaine?" Carl came over to him.

"I don't want to run my own country. I just want to pass tenth grade so can't I just tell everyone that I simply quit?"

"No one can quit being who they really are, not even a Prince. Now, you can refuse the job but you are a Prince by birth."

"How can I tell if I can even do the job?"

"By simply, simply trying. Like the fancy dinner coming up. She thinks you're ready."

"Really?" Blaine looked up at Carl.

"Yes," He smiled. "Shall we practice entering like a Prince?"

"Okay," He stood up and started walking to the top of the bleachers. "Entering."

He placed his hand on railing and started walking, being sure to keep his shoulders back and keep a smile on his face just as his grandmother told him to do.

"At the grand ball, you enter with the queen but at the state dinner, you enter unaccompanied." Carl spoke.


"Was it really that bad?" Finn asked.

"I'm not exaggerating, Finn."

"Tell me again. I can't believe this." Blaine could tell Finn was holding back laughter.

Blaine had gotten in so late last night and was so busy this morning that Blaine wasn't able to tell Finn what happened at the dinner. Finn called Blaine after dinner because he wanted information on what happened.

"I walked down the stairs no problem. I didn't trip at all which I was terrified about. I met the Prime Minister of Genovia, his wife and their daughter. Honestly, everything started out okay. And it was going just fine...until dinner. And you know what happened from there."

"Yeah, but please tell me again." Finn said laughing.

"Why? All you're going to do is make fun of me."

"I won't. I promise. I won't even tell Kurt."

"So, the food was really delicious. But, I broke a glass with a knife, I set someone's arm on fire and sounded like a monkey after putting too much ice cream in my mouth. Then, when I knelt down to pick up the grape I dropped, some guy tripped over me and landed on the Prime Minister, he faceplanted in his food, caused a waiter to trip and throw grapes in the air and they landed on the plate of the guy sitting next to my grandmother. Everyone started laughing and I hid under the table for the rest of the night."

Finn finally broke and started laughing so hard he could barely speak. When he was finally able to form a coherent sentence, he spoke.

"Oh my gosh! That is so funny. I wish I would've been there."

"Finn, it's not funny!"

"Yeah, it is."

"Well, it's not funny to me. I feel like I let my dad down."

Finn's laughter died down almost immediately.

"You didn't. Blaine...this is completely new to you. This is something you've never done before. It's understandable that you're going to have a few problems and run into a few bumps in the road. But it's nothing a little training and support can't fix. You could never let him down."

Blaine didn't say anything. He appreciated what Finn had to say but it was still making him upset nonetheless.

"Speaking of training, how did your prince lessons go today?"

"I didn't have them. I was supposed to but my grandmother could see how upset I was about last night and she canceled them. Instead we went around Lima and I showed her around. So, I took her to the mall and we played some games, did a photo booth and I convinced her to eat a corn dog. We also had a really nice bonding moment. She told me some things about my father."

"Oh? Anything good?"

Blaine closed his eyes and remembered the conversation they had earlier that he knew he would never forget.

"So, did my father always want to be a prince?"

"Oh, yes. Except once, about 15 years ago he seriously considered renouncing his title because he met a ovely artist who showed him wonderful things about how life could be...how he could be."

"But?"

"But he had a decsion to make and nobody could make it for him. Not I -though many people thought I did - or anybody else. Devon knew that my firstborn, his brother Pierre, wanted to abdicate, which he did eventually, to join the church. Your father realized that the love he could have for one person...or even two...could not make him forget the love he felt for his country and its people. It was the hardest thing he ever had to do."

Yes. But it's a little personal."

"I understand. But that's really nice of her to do that. Anything else happen?"

"Well...I may or may not have gotten into a car accident."

"What? Blaine, are you serious?" Finn laughed again.

"What happened?"

"Well, we were going up the ONLY huge hill in Lima and my breaks gave out. We hit the back of a tour van. They were going to ticket me for driving without a license and no licensed driver in the front seat. Apparently, my grandmothers license is expired in America but she has diplomatic immunity. So, they were going to take me downtown. And you know what my grandma did?"

"Oh, please tell me."

"She knighted the officer and the driver of the tour bus!"

"What? You're kidding!" Finn said perplexed.

"It was to get me out of the ticket. It was genius but she knighted the cop, Brad Ellis and the driver, Bryan Ryan as 'Masters of the Order of the Rose. And it worked! Not only did they get rid of the ticket, but they drove us home and took my car to Burt's."

"Wow. Your grandma is the coolest queen ever!"


"Would you consider you and the prince best friends?" The reporter asked Hunter the next day at school.

"Um, I would definitely say that. I mean, we do everything together. We shop together, we get our haircut together. We even finish each other's sentences, it's very cool." Hunter lied.

Kurt was sitting on the wall he wasn't supposed to sit on the same day playing his harmonica when he saw the limo pull up. He felt his heart flutter. He couldn't believe it was only two more days until Saturday. The thought of going out with Blaine on an unofficial date had put him in one of the best moods he had ever been in. He felt his heart soar at the sight of Blaine signing autographs for little kids. This was one reason on the long list of many as to why he kept falling further and further for Blaine. He watched Blaine walk inside and he stopped playing figuring he should probably go in as well.

Blaine was walking to his locker before heading to lunch stopping every few seconds in shock when people kept saying hello to him. It had been happening all the time the last few days but he was still shocked every time. Going from being ignored constantly to being popular was going to be something he had to get used to. He reached his locker and started grabbing everything he needed when he heard his name.

"Blaine?" Sebastian said.

Blaine stared for probably about 10 seconds, trying to make sure he wasn't dreaming, before realizing he hadn't said anything.

"Hi...hi." Blaine was able to mutter out.

"Step into my office." Sebastian teased, walking over to the benches.

"Hey." Blaine whispered, sitting down next to him.

"So, um, I hope what Hunter said on TV didn't freak you out too much."

"No." Blaine wasn't even sure he saw it but he really didn't care right now.

"Okay, good. Because I broke up with him because of it and I hate phony publicity seekers. Anyway, Saturday night's the big beach party."

Blaine was pretty sure his heart stopped. Was this really happening?

"Well, I think it'd be cool if we went together," Yup. Blaine was dead. "See you on the waves?"

"Okay...okay." Blaine didn't know if his voice even came out because he couldn't believe it. Sebastian Smythe, the boy he's had a crush on for years finally asked him out! "Yay!" He actually called out.

Blaine stopped what he was doing when a thought occurred to him. He had plans with Kurt on Saturday. He thought about it for a few minutes and came up with what he thought was a very good solution. He just had to go find Kurt. Every time he saw him during lunch, he was usually in the courtyard so he was going to start there and if he couldn't find him, he'd just have to look everywhere.

He grabbed the rest of his things and set off. And he was pretty surprised at how quickly he was able to find him.

"Kurt!" Blaine shouted.

"Prince." Kurt teased, smiling.

"You'll never guess what Sebastian Smythe just asked me."

"Can I borrow a comb?" Kurt laughed.

"No," Blaine said trying to hold back his giggle. "He asked me to go to the Baker Beach Party with him."

"That's this Saturday, right?" Kurt asked.

"Well, yeah. So I was thinking um, I could come by the garage next week and listen to your band play then. All right?"

"Oh, yeah. That's-yeah." Kurt said quietly.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Alright. Well, I have to go but thank you so much. Bye!" He gave his arm a little squeeze to show is appreciation and running off, leaving Kurt by himself.

"Bye."

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