I was walking down the trails to the stables when Kalzar came to walk beside me.

"Yes?" I ask my little brother.

"I'm bored" he stated.

"does that mean your going to bother me?" I ask


"great" I muttered

"Princess!" I hear someone call.

"yes?" I ask turning to face the servant who called me.

"your mother...come quick" said the out of breath servant.

I started running.

Here are the thoughts going through my head:

What happened?

Is she hurt?

Is there a visitor?

Is Father ill?

Is there an attack?

I shivered at all of these thoughts.

Besides the visitor thought. I wouldn't mind my nieces or nephews coming over.

I reached the doors of the golden castle with white accents in record time.

"What's going on?" I asked looking at the elegant (as my mother would say) lanterns floating

above my blonde haired head.

"You have a visitor" One of the decorators told me.

Good! Nothing bad happened!

"Krystal!" Somebody called my name.

That voice sounded familiar.

I turned.

Oh crap!

"Nick!" I said with faked enthusiasm.

Story time!

Once upon a time, an arrogant prince broke the heart of a sensitive hearted Princess after

she told him her feelings.

The Princess now hates his guts.

Back to present time.

He eloped me into a big hug.


I looked over to my mother. Who, to my surprise, was smiling. She knows he's the absolute

last person I wanted to see right now. Yet, she was smiling. Smiling.

What is wrong with her?

I released Nick.

"what are you doing here?" I asked trying to sound curious not disgusted.

But, my acting skills apparently stink.

"what? Do your not happy to see me?" He asked with his signature smirk.

Oh my gosh. That's so hot!

Krystal! Stop it! He's the enemy here!

Your right! He's disgusting!

Now your thinking clearly!

Yes I am. Few. That was close.

Well then answer him dummy!

Ugh! Why is he looking at me like that?

"Oh no. I'm elated!" I tell him.

Here's what I wanted to say:

"No I'm not happy to see you. Why would I be happy to see you? You leave for a stinking' month after I spill my

feelings to you!"

But, that would have not been Princess-like. Or even formally a girl-like for that matter.

"Why in the stinking' world is he here?" I exclaim to my mother through thought.

"Your seventeen sweetheart"

"holy crap" I muttered.

I didn't realize I said it aloud until Nick said:


"absolutely nothing" I replied cheerfully.

"Why did you choose...him?" I asked my Mother.

"Your history" she told me.

"Funny thing. That's exactly why I wouldn't choose him"

"Well, deal with it"

"I can't just 'deal with it'" I told her.

"Why?" she asked in her sweet voice.

It took ever ounce of self control I had not to go running towards her and yelling not-very-nice words.

"Do I need to spell it out to you?" I asked.

"I'll just be over here" I heard Jake said. But, I didn't care where he went to. He could fall off the face of this earth

for I care.

"Might as well" Mother said.

"Alright then" I replied.

"That...turd walked out after I told him I loved him" I explained.

"Oh" was her brilliant reply.

"Yeah, 'oh'"

"I'm very sorry sweetheart, but we already made the arrangements"

That's when my whole life came crashing down on my face.