Status: Writing.
Not Just Any Royal Pain
"Royalty is a government in which the attention of the nation is concentrated on one person doing interesting actions."
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"You are a complete and insufferable jerk and I don't understand how anyone can stand you." I told him.
"Yea, well I could say the same about you. You're so fake- that even Barbie herself can't keep up with you!" he retorted.
I was so enraged by his comment, that tears started to well up in my eyes, "Well excuse me for my caring personality- unlike you who doesn't give a crap about anyone except yourself!" I shouted. His comment hurt. I wasn't fake. I was as real as I could get.
"No dear," he spat, "I don't care what the media thinks about me. And I'm surprised to see that you would even say such a word as crap."
"Well at least I'm not the one who lied about being rich and, oh, a prince!"
He was going to reply, but he kept his mouth shut and that's when I knew I had won. I didn't like it, but I'd actually won one of our battles. And this battle declared that the war was over. I'd won, but the cost at which I had won it, made me seem like the fool of the loser. I quickly ran from him as people just started to show up and snap pictures. I never wanted to see that ginger prince ever again. This was the end of an absolutely horrid get away from my home, which reminded me once I went home I would never see him again.
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"You are a complete and insufferable jerk and I don't understand how anyone can stand you." I told him.
"Yea, well I could say the same about you. You're so fake- that even Barbie herself can't keep up with you!" he retorted.
I was so enraged by his comment, that tears started to well up in my eyes, "Well excuse me for my caring personality- unlike you who doesn't give a crap about anyone except yourself!" I shouted. His comment hurt. I wasn't fake. I was as real as I could get.
"No dear," he spat, "I don't care what the media thinks about me. And I'm surprised to see that you would even say such a word as crap."
"Well at least I'm not the one who lied about being rich and, oh, a prince!"
He was going to reply, but he kept his mouth shut and that's when I knew I had won. I didn't like it, but I'd actually won one of our battles. And this battle declared that the war was over. I'd won, but the cost at which I had won it, made me seem like the fool of the loser. I quickly ran from him as people just started to show up and snap pictures. I never wanted to see that ginger prince ever again. This was the end of an absolutely horrid get away from my home, which reminded me once I went home I would never see him again.
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Tracking Down Luggage
Skye arrives in England and has some difficulties locating her suitcase. -
The Elite Group
Bailey and Skye arrive to Greenefield Manor. -
The Do's and Don'ts of Table Manners
Bailey gives Skye a crash course on dinner utensils and polite talk. -
What A Girl Wants
Bailey and Skye are late to dinner with two important dinner guests. -
Wake Up Call
Bailey and Skye wake up the next morning and are inform they are having brunch with Mrs. Marshall (Bailey's grandmother). -
A Day Out
Mrs. Marshall, Bailey and Skye all go out to run some errands, but Skye gets left behind after a late lunch. -
The Prince!
Harry takes Skye to the Garden Muesem and then lunch afterwards. -
Work My Magic
Harry and Skye are late to dinner