There's an airport in Atlantis! Serious. Like, a landport, a seaport, and an airport. Already, airflyers will taking off with embassadors to visit other countries, and embassadors were alighting from their aeroplanes from different parts of the world. They are preparing for the Embassy Meeting next week, and I was supposed to be the host and tell them all about my country, when I only arrived the same time they had! And navy soldiers were already learning from engineers how to maintain their hydraulic ships. The land soldiers were parading

around, but when they saw me, they all stood by my side at attention, escorting me to my throne.

Then this fat, tall guy with that evil look on his face (the Count Olaf one from A Series of Unfortunate Events) made me feel like Klaus Baudelaire, orphaned, with a guy wanting to kill me to steal my fortune (or in my case, usurp me from my throne).

"Good morning, your Royal Highness. I am your uncle, Roy Alrenzo. When your grandfather eloped, his brother became the Prince Regent in his absence. I am his grandson. As you are newly reinstated to your throne, I will be teaching you what you need to know about the current affairs and technology and economics of Atlantis. My son, Mitchell, will be tutoring you in your lessons. We are not sure what you have learnt in America. You will be going to Atlantean Royal Academic for Boys, like Mitchell. The idea is that the Crown Prince can mingle with nobles his age to let them develop loyalty for you. You will inherit the throne as soon as you finished the education, which is when you are eighteen, and an adult…"

Provided that I lived till eighteen, he meant. I mean, Mitchell is blonde and blue-eyed like me, but you should see those bulging muscles. He's the kind of boy I always avoids in my previous school, the guy who always got the girl he wants. He's spoilt, but not hideously disfigured, in fact, he's a Jock. He eyed me like I'm something that just crawled out from under a stone.

"How old are you, anyway, Prince Michael?" He leered.

"Um, almost fourteen." It was a lie. I'm not thirteen and a half yet.

"Really?" Like I didn't know that my apparent lack of growth is due to my dormant hormones and mutated Y chromosomes. I couldn't believe he's supposed to be in my class, either: Did he use Hair Growth Guaranteed, or what?

"Yeah. How's your school like?" I asked to make conversation.

"Really fun. We're renowned for Sports Accomplishments, as most students are the sons of Royal Commanders, so they have to learn physical. We're not very advanced in Science and Technology, as there are very few guys like you, your Majesty."

That's it. I had enough of this. I didn't expect to wake up at midnight, dragged to a new continent, to be leered at by a fourteen-year-old boy. "Whatever."

Then I asked Pollo if I could go to bed. He directed me to my bedroom, and without packing, I fell asleep in my pajamas. I only woke up at lunch, which I had to shake hands with every Esteemed Royal Council Members of Court, even though my stomach was growling, and then make some stupid speech about how glad I was to be Atlantis' ruler, and then listen to some applause and questions, before finally eating one hour later.

I was really bored at the meal. I mean, after I had eaten, which was for half-an-hour, I was expected to make small talk, but I can't understand a bit of what my Ministers were talking about, since I'm still a kid, and besides Mitchell, there's nobody else to talk to. Then I noticed this girl about my age. She was looking really bored too, and playing with her food. She glanced up when she saw me, and smiled. I was actually quite freaked, as no girl has ever smiled at me before, and she's ok-looking for a girl.

Then she came over and asked me if I wanted to take a walk. I turned to ask my uncle if I could leave, before remembering that I'm the Prince, anyway, so I just went off with a strange girl and my bodyguard.

"Hi." She said. Pollo coughed. "Oh. Um, nice to meet you, your Majesty. My name is Aurelia Alexandria Atlanto. My father is your Advisor."

"Pollo," I said, "would you mind leaving us alone for a while?" Pollo just shrugged and walked off. I waited until he's out of hearing range.

"Phew!" The girl said. She smiled at me again. "I'm Lia. While I admit Aurelia is a goody name, I prefer Lia to Ria, which would be my nickname should Alexandria be my first name."

"I'm Cal. While Al is not bad should Alfrenzo be my first name, I prefer Cal better, as it resembles Calcium, my favourite element in the Periodic Table."

We smiled at each other. She's not bad for a girl.

"I go to your school. Even though it's a Boy's School, my stepmother says that I'm so much like a boy anyway. Besides, she can't stand me. She's actually my aunt, but ever since my mum died and she married my dad, she would cry that I reminded her so much of her dear sister, it was too upsetting for her. So my father sent me to the only boarding school available. I'm glad you're coming here, too. Even though the teachers are very strict, they're not bad. Unless Mitchell and his gang picked on you, but don't worry, I'll be there. I learned fighting."

"I don't like Mitchell or my uncle much. He looked very unhappy to see me, like he can't be the King anymore cause I showed up. Plus I'm more of the studious type, not the sporty type."

"I prefer the studious type to be King more than the sporty type. Studious people tend to care more about the environment and science, while sporty types only know how to party and make war."

So then we chat and chat, and I told her about how it felt to be a

pretty normal American teenager one minute, and the Crown Prince of a Mythical Continent that just recently surfaced from the Atlantic Ocean. Lia suggested that I could make a bestseller out of it.

"Just like Princess Diaries, only better, 'cause yours is real experience. Only just don't write about undergarment sizes, that's all I ask." Lia said.

Like I would, if the fact that she's taller than me doesn't already bothers me. Lia is five feet four, an inch taller than me, even without wearing shoes.

And that's my story about the death of my parents and what happened next that changed my life forever. And how I became a Crown Prince of a Mythical Island that just recently resurfaced from an ocean, and made my first best friend, a girl.