Preventing a Royal Engagement
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Chapter 3: Arguing with People
Tinka's mind, after returning home from Crusty's the previous night, was filled with nothing but thoughts of her arranged marriage with Anton. She felt like she was not going to be able to get any sleep with those thoughts plaguing her mind. Luckily, studying for her upcoming biology test pushed those horrid thoughts out of her mind and, once she could not keep her eyes open any longer, the blonde was able to get a good night's sleep.
After frying and eating a couple of eggs and some bacon for breakfast, Tinka brushed her teeth and dressed in a new, sparkly outfit. She combed her hair and put it in an upper ponytail at the back of her head. She was in the middle of curling the hair in the ponytail, when there was a knock on her bedroom door.
Tinka, sensing it was her mother, sighed and said, "Come in."
The door opened and Squizza entered the room, wearing a white robe over her leopard print nightgown. She watched her daughter, intently, waiting for her to acknowledge her presence, but Tinka continued to curl her hair in silence.
"Good morning, my dear," Squizza said, attempting to start off the day on a good note.
Tinka, without a single glance at her mother, said, "If only it was."
Squizza sighed and said, "Tinkabell, your behaviour lately has been quite appalling. It is distasteful of you to be hostile towards your fiancé, Prince Anton."
"Since I have not agreed to marry him, he's not considered my fiancé," Tinka answered, coldly. "In fact, since I refuse to marry him, and since I have only known him for two days, I view him as more of an acquaintance."
"My darling, you are incredibly lucky that Prince Anton views you as a suitable wife for him," Squizza explained, as she took a seat on the bed. "You must keep that in mind."
"Forgive me, Mama, but becoming a prince's trophy wife was not exactly on my list of long-term goals," Tinka snarled as she reached for a can of hairspray.
"If Prince Anton did not genuinely care about you, Tinka, then your father and I would not have given him permission to marry you," Squizza explained.
Tinka groaned and cried, "Why is my marriage to Anton so important?"
"Because marrying Prince Anton will ensure that you have a good future," Squizza explained. "After all, statistics have shown that those who are married are happier than those who are not."
"That's because those who are married love the person they married," Tinka pointed out, "and I don't love Anton, and I never will."
"You do not know that for sure," Squizza said. "You barely speak to him."
Tinka sighed again as thoughts of Rocky's explanation from dinner last night flooded her mind.
"Mama, you chose true love and married Papa, instead of inheriting the throne of the old country and possibly marrying someone you did not love," Tinka pointed out, her eyes fixed on her mother. "You had the freedom to control your life, so why don't I have the freedom to control mine?"
Squizza sighed and said, "Tinka, your father and I just want the best for you. Nothing can be better for your life than marrying Prince Anton and, seeing as you are still single, you should accept the duties that come with becoming his wife and a princess of the old country."
"I appreciate your efforts in finding me a suitable spouse, Mama, but I'm the only one that can live my life, so I'm the only one that can know what is best for me," Tinka explained, as she stood up.
"Excuse me, dear, we are not finished with this conversation," Squizza said, sternly.
"Forgive me, but I must end this conversation right now," Tinka said, strapping her knapsack to her back. "I don't want to be late for school. After all, right now in my life, getting an education is what is best for me."
Squizza, who knew not to argue with Tinka over the importance of school, silently nodded. She stood up and followed her daughter out of her room and down the hallway.
When Tinka made her way into the living room, she found Anton waiting for her by the front door, and she narrowed her eyes at him. Why he was at her apartment so early in the morning was a mystery to her, as he knew that she had to go to school.
"Good morning, Mrs. Hessenheffer," Anton greeted, acknowledging the woman behind Tinka.
"Good morning to you, as well, Prince Anton," Squizza said with a smile.
"And Tinka," Anton continued, his gaze now on her, "you look beautiful, as always."
Tinka faked a smile and said, "Oh, Prince Anton, your charming words are only wasted on me."
Normally, Squizza would scold her daughter for continuing her hostile attitude towards Anton. However, she knew it would be inappropriate of her to scold her daughter in front of the prince, so she remained silent.
"Tinka, I came here because I would be delighted to escort you to school this morning," Anton said.
As much as Tinka wanted to walk past Anton, with her head held high, and walk to school by herself, she could feel her mother's gaze on her back and sighed. She did not want to accept Anton's offer, but if it would please her mother and possibly make her forget about the spirited discussion they just had, she was going to have to accept it.
"Very well," Tinka said, feeling a twinge of pain inside at having to say the words.
Anton smiled, as he opened the door and gestured for Tinka to leave first. They walked down the hallway and entered the elevator. Neither one of them said a word on the way down; Anton knew that she still disliked him and Tinka refused to say anything to him, unless she had to.
Once they were outside, Tinka noticed Kasia waving at her from inside the limousine and she breathed a sigh of relief. As she climbed into the limousine, she silented thanked her ancestors for not leaving her alone in the limousine with Anton.
"Good morning, Tinka," Kasia greeted with a smile. "I hope you do not mind that I accompany you and my brother to your school, for I figured that the ride there would be a great opportunity for us to get to know each other more."
"No, I don't mind at all, Kasia," Tinka answered, remembering that the princess disliked being called Princess by friends.
Anton climbed into the limousine and seated himself across from Kasia and Tinka. The door closed and, a few seconds later, the limousine started moving.
"Tinka, I was wondering if you would allow me the opportunity to take you to dinner tonight," Anton said. "We barely spoke to each other since I first arrived in America and I believe a conversation over steak and lobster will break the ice between us."
"I apologize, but I must decline your invitation, Prince Anton," Tinka said, politely, feeling Kasia's eyes on her, "for I have to work tonight."
"Oh, yes, your parents have told us about your dancing career on a local television show," Kasia said, before Anton could reply. "What is it called again?"
"Shake It Up! Chicago," Tinka answered, turning her attention to the princess.
"Please, do tell me more about the show," Kasia requested, kindly. "It sounds very interesting."
Tinka nodded, eagerly. If she could keep Kasia interested in talking about Shake It Up! Chicago until they arrived at John Hughes High School, Anton would not find another opportunity that morning to talk to her.
"Oh, where do I start?" Tinka said, pretending to be deep in thought.
Anton sighed and turned to gaze out the window, as Tinka launched into a long and detailed story about her life as a dancer on Shake It Up! Chicago.
Ty stuck his head out from behind a tree, just in time to see a limousine pull up to the front of John Hughes High School. When the driver got out and opened the back door for Tinka, Ty smiled, but kept the rest of his body concealed behind the tree. He did not want Anton catching him with Tinka, and then have it get back to her parents.
Tinka purposely continued to ignore Anton by bidding only Kasia a cheerful goodbye. Kasia waved goodbye back, while Anton did not seem bothered by Tinka's lack of farewell to him, and told her to have a good day.
The driver then closed the door and took his place behind the wheel. Tinka watched as the limousine pulled away from the curb and drive off down the street.
"Tinka!" Ty hissed from behind the tree.
"Ty?" Tinka said with an air of surprise, as she turned around and spotted him behind a nearby tree. "What are you doing?"
"Is the coast clear?" he asked, tentatively. "Did Anton leave?"
"Yes, the limousine just turned around a street corner," Tinka explained.
"Good," Ty said. He stepped out from behind the tree and marched right up to Tinka. He looped one arm around her waist and pulled her in for a searing kiss.
Tinka moaned into the kiss and she thrust her hands into his hair, her desire to feel his lips against hers rapidly intensifying. She could feel his hands on the back of her sparkly shirt, caressing her skin underneath it.
Ty nibbled on Tinka's bottom lip, and was about to be gained entrance to her mouth, when a female voice shrieked some very inappropriate words in shock.
Startled by the cry, Ty and Tinka pulled away from each other. Their faces instantly reddened when they spotted CeCe gaping at them from a few feet away. Behind him were Rocky, Deuce, and Dina, who were looking equally as scarred as CeCe.
"Oh, for all that is good and pure in this world, take it into the janitor's closet!" CeCe cried, exasperated.
"Okay, don't get your red curls in a twist!" Tinka snapped, frustrated after her moment with Ty was ruined.
"Yeah, CeCe," Ty said, infuriated by the redhead's temper. "Just because Günther isn't here doesn't mean Tinka and I have to hold off on the PDA."
CeCe cringed; Ty's words hit a nerve within her, but she did not bother to respond. As she watched him walk Tinka into the school, she sighed. She did not mean the words that she said to them, but she tended to lose her filter whenever she was in a fit of anger or jealousy.
Deuce and Dina narrowed their eyes at CeCe, as they also believed that her words to Ty and Tinka were quite hurtful. Then, they silently followed Ty and Tinka into the school, leaving Rocky alone with CeCe.
"I'm sorry about what Ty said," Rocky said, gesturing for her best friend to continuing walking. "He totally crossed the line."
CeCe shook her head, as she started walking, and said, "No, it's my fault. It's not their fault that Günther isn't here."
Rocky nodded, knowing that Günther was the reason behind CeCe's sudden outburst.
CeCe sighed heavily, as memories of Günther flooded her mind. Two years after he moved back to the old country, feelings were revealed, and CeCe began a long distance relationship with him. It seemed like ages since she had seen him last, and she missed him terribly. She envied that Ty and Tinka were able to see each other every day, unlike her and Günther.
"No, no one yells at my best friend like that," Rocky said, firmly. "You just say the word, CeCe, and hydrochloric acid will mysteriously appear on his seat in his chemistry class."
"No, don't be hard on Ty, Rocky," CeCe told the brunette, as they entered the school. "You can't blame him for what he said and did. With Tinka's whole arranged marriage fiasco and her parents being the reason for the couple being secretive, I don't blame him for wanting to be all lovey-dovey with her whenever he gets the chance to."
"True, but Ty still should have been considerate of your feelings," Rocky pointed out. "He doesn't know what it's like to have the love of his life on another continent, let alone another country."
"Still, I should apologize," CeCe said, having already made her mind up, "to both of them for yelling."
"The small fight happened not too long ago, so give them both some time to cool down first," Rocky suggested. "The last thing you need is facing the deadly end of Tinka's betwinkler."
"Good point," CeCe said, as the thought of being painfully pelted with large rhinestones sent shivers down her spine. "I'll just give them some space for awhile."
"Yeah, why don't you go to homeroom now?" Rocky suggested. "I'll meet you there."
"Wait," CeCe began, as Rocky started walking away from her, "where are you going?"
"I'm going to talk to Ty and Tinka, and see if I can calm them down a bit," Rocky explained. "Hopefully, I'll be able to catch them in the janitor's closet with their clothes still on."
CeCe smiled at Rocky's sense of humour and watched her head down the hallway, leading to the English wing of the school. The brunette always knew how to cheer people up, and CeCe was fortunate to have her as a friend.
As CeCe turned and walked in the opposite direction, towards the social science wing of the school, the smile on her face faded. She sighed and silently prayed that Ty and Tinka would forgive her for her silly outburst, and that everything would work out in the end.
Meanwhile, Rocky continued her journey through the English wing of the school, in search of Ty and Tinka. She knew that their homerooms were in this wing of the school, with Ty's class being English and Tinka's being creative writing. She silently hoped that she would easily find them, as she did not want to be late to her biology class; they were planning on dissecting frogs that day.
Through the crowds of students in the hallway, Rocky managed to spot two backpacks sitting on the floor, side by side. One backpack was simple and black, while the other backpack was so sparkly that it looked like it was sneezed on by a unicorn. When she noticed the backpacks' placement next to a closed janitor's closet, she rolled her eyes in amusement and slowly approached the door. She did not want Ty and Tinka's intimate moment interrupted again, but she needed to smooth things out between them and CeCe, so she reached for the doorknob.
However, when she pulled open the door, the brunette dancer let out an ear-piercing scream that caused several heads of students passing by to turn in her direction.
"Good grief, you two, not in the janitor's closet!" Rocky scolded, her left eye twitching slightly.
In response to Rocky's scolding, Tinka muttered a few cuss words from her Native language, words that she would never dare say to her parents' faces. Ty's response, although wordless, was a vulgar hand gesture that he would normally use whenever he wanted Rocky to get lost.
"Just get out here; I have to talk to you both!" Rocky demanded, looking offended, "and, for Pete's sake, Ty, pull up your pants!"
Ty grumbled, pulled up his jeans, and exited the closet. Tinka followed him from behind, smoothing out her shirt and wiping a stain off the side of her lips. Neither one of them was pleased at being interrupted again during an intimate moment.
"Look, I know CeCe's outburst was uncalled for," Rocky said, "but you have to understand what she is going through."
"What are you talking about?" Tinka questioned in confusion. "What kind of horrific experience is that little goat butt going through that makes her think she can dictate how my relationship with Ty should go?"
"At least you both are able to see each other every day," Rocky pointed out. "Günther is back in the old country. Do you think it's easy for CeCe to cope with her boyfriend living in another country, on another continent? How do you think she feels every time she sees you two being smitten with each other?"
Ty and Tinka looked at each other, both of them comprehending what Rocky had just told them, and they immediately felt a sense of guilt for their actions.
Just then, the warning bell rang, which was a sign that four minutes remained until the school day officially started.
"Listen, I have to get to biology," Rocky told the couple, "but just know that CeCe and both of you are at fault in this situation. The best thing to do is to just give each other some space to think. I want you all in the right state of mind, before talking to each other again."
Ty and Tinka nodded, as Rocky turned on her heels and headed in the direction that she came from. The star-crossed lovers looked at each other and sighed. It was bad enough that their forbidden romance was wreaking havoc on not only their lives, but also on the lives of their friends, and that was the last thing they wanted.
As the couple reached down to pick up their respective backpacks, they silently prayed that their issues concerning their forbidden romance, fragile friendship with CeCe, and Tinka's arranged marriage to Anton would soon be resolved.
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