Chapter 3

Jennifer

I walked into the kitchen looking to find solace in food. Instead, I found Bethany and Matt flirting up a storm. If he wasn't gay, I'd have them married in a flash. They would be a cute couple...

"Hey Matt, Beth," I said as I plopped down at the table. Mmmm...cookies, cakes, ice cream! I couldn't decide on one thing, so I just sampled all of it. I glanced up after wolfing down a chocolate chip cookie to see Matt eyeing me from across the table.

"What?" I asked, somewhat annoyed.

"I'm happy we got here before you, or we'd have nothing to eat," he laughed, glancing at the the now empty plates.

"Matt! That was mean. Smack him for me, Bethany!" I told her. She would have done it, but we were then interupted by a very wet and mad Samantha. She was accompanied by a total hottie - he had black hair and green eyes. He was also wet.

Bethany rushed over to Sam. (I probably should have, but I wasn't gonna leave my cookies.) "Oh my gosh, Sammie, what happened?"

"He happened," Sam snarled, pointing a finger in the hottie's direction.

Wow, I thought. He must have really pissed her off to make her this mad. She's normally so calm and proper.

I decided to speak up. "Ummm...be a little more specific. I want details or I'm gonna make up my own story."

Sam just stared daggers at me.

"I know! You and whoever he is-"

Total hottie interupted me, "Please allow me to introduce myself, as it seems Princess Samantha has forgotten her manners. I am Lord Phillip Deveroe."

I gasped and choked on the piece of cake I was now downing. This-this hottie was trying to take over our crown! He wasn't so hot anymore. As a matter of fact, he was downright ugly.

Later, (after Sam and Phillip got dried off, Asha had been filled in, and Matt, Beth, and I got over our shock) we all went to the throne room. Our parents were surprisingly not in there. We all sat down to wait for them. Sam and Phillip ended up sitting by each other, which I thought was hilarious. They, however, did not. But my laughter was cut short after Asha starting to ask me who I thought she should marry. I told her I had no idea, but for some reason she wasn't satisfied with that. After I told her to choose a random guy, she turned the table on me and asked who I wanted to marry. That got me to thinking. I have absolutely no idea who to marry.

"I don't know or care who I marry, as long as he's hot and nice," I told her.

"Why don't you go on one blind date a week," Matt suggested. "Asha and I can hook you up with a different prince each week and you can choose who you like."

"Yeah, Jennifer. It would be pretty fun," Asha said.

"Okay, you guys. I'll do it." If there screaming and jumping around was any indication, I think Matt and Asha were pretty durn happy. I, on the other hand, was just worried about what I had just gotten myself into.

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