Disclaimer: I do not own Disney… etc. etc.

I've decided to continue writing it and just tweek it after I watched the movie. I should get it on DVD in like 3 days 

Chapter 3

Carter was the first one to be awake in the Mason home. She looked down at the princess who was laid curled upon her body and arm loosely thrown across her chest. She doesn't look like a princess. She looks like a normal girl. But she certainly acts like a princess. She felt the relaxed arm suddenly gain life, and felt the hand grab a chunk of the pajama cloth. Rosalinda appeared to still be asleep. Carter glanced at the clock, cursing red digital numbers. It's almost time for me… for us to get up.

Six fifty-eight. Rosalinda nuzzled her head somehow deeper into Carters neck. Trying not to disturb the person on top of her, Carter cleared her throat. It was the early morning dry mouth that never seemed to be a problem, but today was different. When you sleep alone, whom do you try to impress in the morning? Six fifty-nine. The clock seemed to speed up on it's own, making Carter hate the morning even more. She leaned in closer, inhaling her intoxicating natural scent. Maybe she wouldn't wake up if I…

BEEP! BEEP! They both jolted up, both looking equally frightened. BEEP! Rosalinda covered her ears. "What is that?!" she shouted above the foreign high-pitched noise. BEEP! Regaining her composer, Carter leaned over to shut off her alarm. BEEP!

"It's an alarm." Carter stated as a matter of fact. "It's supposed to wake you up so you don't over sleep." She huffed, angry at her appliance.

She flicked her hair back, attempting to fix up her flustered hair. "Usually my servants…" she stopped herself. "What's for breakfast?"

Rolling out of bed, she stomped over to her dresser. "Dunno." She shuffled through her unfolded clothes. "Everything's downstairs."

"What am I to wear for the day?" Rosalinda asked, hugging her knees to her chest.
Carter looked back, already holding up the outfit she found for herself. "What did you pack for yourself?" she asked, gesturing to the suitcase.

"My dresses." She smiled. "I was only able to fit two, considering the circumstances…" her smile disappeared.

Dresses? "Of all things that you could have packed and you packed dresses?" Of course it seemed ridiculous to Carter since the last dress she ever owned was her communion dress. "You don't have any tanks, jeans, shirts?"

Rosalinda shook her head. "The only thing I own other than dresses are my uniforms, and I doubt that I would require to wear any of them without my professors or trainers being here." Carter raised an eyebrow. "You know, horseback riding, fencing, and my regular tutelage requires different clothes."

"Right…" Carter shuffled through her clothes, yet again, and picked out a more "girly" outfit for the princess. "Hopefully you're my size." She announced, throwing the outfit onto the bed.

Rosalinda held up the tank top and tight jeans Carter picked out for her. "I need other things..." she said bashfully.

Carter raised her brow. She's a princess but she's not beyond sharing panties or bras? "What bra size do you wear?"

She tilted her head. "I just need socks." Rosalinda rose from the bed, and walked towards her suitcase. She opened up the suitcase and revealed a smaller box that contained her underclothes. To Carter's surprise, and liking, they were all corsets with matching underwear.

So, that's what a princess wears under those dresses. Carter smiled, and looked up at Rosalinda, tossing her a pair of ankle socks. "You go change in here and I'll go into the bathroom and change." Carter walked off into the bathroom and closed the door behind her.

"Hey, Pal." Her father greeted her from the bottom of the stairs. "I was just about to wake you guys up. You both have to get ready for school. I had the company register her last night."

Carter nodded. "Yeah, well, she's getting dressed. Don't worry."

"It's six fifteen. The bus should be here in about forty-five minutes." Carter rolled her eyes. "And tell Rosalinda: the bus should be here soon." He said, disappearing downstairs.

"Okay, dad." She said, walking back towards her room. Of course she already knew the schedule by now, doing the same routine for the past three years of high school. "Hey, Rosie…" she began, swiftly opening the door.

Before Carter's eyes, it was practically like Christmas. Princess Rosalinda was dressed in only the corset that she previously presented; a white and gold drawstring that was attached to her matching, mesh underwear. Carter's mouth was gaped open, staring at the incredibly attractive, half naked princess before her. Rosalinda, surprisingly, didn't flinch one bit. She simply smiled and waved her over. Carter's mouth was still agape, and in disbelief. As if in slow motion, she watched Rosalinda walk towards her. It didn't seem real until she was snapped back by the princess' hand. "Help me with the back." She demanded, and Carter was glad to oblige. Admiring her entire backside, Carter slowly tied the white ribbon into a perfect bow, slightly grazing the princess' rear end. "Thank you, Carter." She turned to Carter, who quickly placed her hands behind her back, knowing what she would do if she wasn't stopped.

Six twenty-two. "Um… I'm going to get ready." Carter swallowed hard, continuing into the bathroom as she previously planned.

Carter slammed the bathroom door behind her, indulging in the previous images only fate could have possibly let her have. Maybe a quick session? Carter rethought the possible pros and cons to allowing herself to release some of her tension that she was currently feeling. She quickly undressed and positioned her onto the toilet. Her leg was propped onto the side of the bathtub and the other steadied her body from the floor. She looked back up at the door, and made sure it was locked. Her hands quickly traveled down, going into and beyond what anyone else has seen before. She found wet center and began her "session" but was quickly interrupted by a knock at the door.

"What?!" she exclaimed. Incredibly annoyed at her interrupted session. She angrily stood up, and started the sink.

"Hey, don't catch an attitude with me, Pal." Her father's voice completely ruined the moment even if she did want to start again. "It's already six thirty!"

Carter looked down at her naked body and began to dress herself. He couldn't possibly wait another two minutes? The image of Rosalinda was still burned into the back of her mind, and kept with her to enjoy the rest of her day.

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Carter made her way down the stairs, and saw Rosalinda simply looking down at the table. "Aren't you going to eat something?" Carter asked, joining her dad by opening up a box of cereal. She dipped her hand in the box and began munching on a handful of corn flakes. She passed her father the orange juice. "There's plenty here." She took a sip from the freshly opened container of milk. She handed the princess a banana.

It was quite funny observing the princess look at the phallic banana. It seemed as if she was studying it; questioning it.

A loud horn sounded at the front of the house. "Come on, girls." Her father put the milk away. "The bus is here."

Carter and Rosalinda made their way outside the door, and quickly noticed the entire bus was starring at the two girls. "Listen," Carter whispered. "You're new name is Rosie Gonzalez. Got it?" Rosie nodded as they made their way towards the bus. "And, you're my cousin from…"

"New York?" she smiled. "I always wanted to go there." Carter shrugged her shoulders.
"Just be prepared." Carter warned. "High school could be really cruel."

They both stepped onto the bus, ready to start their first day of school together. Hopefully they can keep up with their lie.