|Princess? No way
Author: Abcde1Dominic1 PM
"I don't want to be a princess! I want to sit in my rundown classroom back in Chancellor high school!" I whined at Michael the butler. "Oh good, a rebel that will prove high for the rebellious students in the surrounding areas in the kingdom." I let out a groan and placing my hands on my head. This is the story of Emma Emeal, takes place thousands of years after the princesses.Rated: Fiction T - English - Fantasy/Romance - Chapters: 6 - Words: 14,750 - Reviews: 1 - Favs: 3 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 01-05-13 - Published: 11-21-12 - id: 8723412
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As soon as I stepped out of my room all dressed up for the ball Michael was scolding me.
"Princess Emma I have told you countless times, no rings on your face!"
"Michael what you don't understand is this is who I am. I'm not Princess Emma, I'm Emma Emeal and this is me." The Prince walked up next to Michael, with my mother following behind.
"Emma why do you still have the ring in your lip?" The prince asked, he looked genuinely curious, and my mother just looked pissed.
"I'm sorry your majesty but if I can't cancel the ball then I must have my lip ring. This is me, and no amount of make-up, or lessons will change that."
"Emmaline Bailee Emeal, you will take that ring out this moment." my mother snapped at me.
"Now Macy I don't mind her having it in. Maybe it's time some of this kingdoms Princesses speak there minds." she looked at him in disbelief and he kissed her forehead.
"Thank you." he nodded and headed down the hallway with my mother.
"Princess Emma since you like to disregard the rules we will have an extra hour of lessons tomorrow afternoon. Now out and down to the stairs." he followed me to the stairs leading down to the ballroom.
"Since we had no escorts for you Princess Lena and I tracked down one of your friends to escort you." I turned to see Lena walking with Miles and Ethan. I looked at Michael, I desperately wanted to guy them. He stares at me with a blank expression but I knew what he was thinking.
"I hope you don't mind I stole one of your friends." I smiled at her. Miles hooked his arm through hers, and Ethan did the same to me.
"Let's go." I whispered, we followed Lena and Miles down the staircase. There were hundreds of people in the ballroom, I was starting to get a little panicked.
"Common Emma, you can do this." I took a deep breath taking Ethan's encouragement.
"I don't think I can."
"Did you ever hear the story of Peter pan?" I looked at him from the corner of my eye, we were still descending the stairs.
"The story is of a boy who wishes to never grow up. He meets this girl who's father wishes her to grow up."
"Yes I remember the story." I interrupted, it was an old story my father use to tell me before bed. It's been so long since I've heard it.
"You implying you don't want to grow up Peter?" I smiled at him, and waited for his response.
"I don't know, what about you Wendy?" we had reached the bottom of the staircase before I could answer. He let go of my arm and walked over to Jazzy, Lena came up to me and smiled.
"You did awesome, next time smile the whole time. You give people the wrong idea if you smile after you've told a guy something."
"What?" I looked at her and she just gave me a look.
"That's not funny Lena."
"I wasn't trying to be."
"Lena may I have this dance." Miles held his hand out towards her and she smiled and took it. I was asked to dance by a guy I never met in my life claiming to be a descendant of Aurora. I had no other choice, after a song or two I was passed off to another person.
I started to flashback to my dream, oh please let it not happen. I was continually passed around to different partners, I always kept my eye on Miles or Ethan.
After I was passed off for what felt like the 50th time my eyes had glazed over so that I wasn't paying attention to who had me.
"Looks like I found you Wendy." I looked up and found I was dancing with Ethan.
"Yes you did." I whispered, I was so tired my feet ached, and I was glad I found someone I knew. He led me off the dance floor to Jazzy, Sam, and Khira. I stood with my friends and for the five minutes I had I talked to them, and begged them to hide me in a closet before I had to dance with a stranger again. No success.
"Princess Emma may I have this dance." I turned to see the Prince or my soon to be step-father. He had his hand out waiting for me, I didn't want to dance anymore. I put my hand in his and he led me to the dance floor.
"Emma I understand you're having trouble adjusting."
"It's not just that, I never asked to be a princess."
"Nobody asks for things to happen they just do."
"Yes sir I understand that. It's just this isn't me."
"I've noticed, you seem more the lip ring type." I smiled slightly at his comment, because I did in-fact have it in right now.
"You're mother and I have been talking, we think it's best to keep you in the school you're in now. Instead of homeschooling you, as long as you stay out of trouble."
"Thank you, that'd be amazing!" he nodded, and he started to pull us off the dance floor.
"I'll take you back to your friends now, you could use a break after all the dancing you've done tonight."
By the end of the night I could barely make myself head upstairs, Jazzy had to help me up. When we got to my room I collapsed on the sofa, my legs hanging off one side my face buried in the cushion.
"Common Em it wasn't that bad." I propped myself up on my elbow
"Yes because you were the one dancing with all those strangers." I growled at him. Miles patted my head and wished me goodnight before he left, a few minutes later the girls had entered my room.
"What now?" I whined, I really was tired I just wanted to sleep the rest of my life.
"Calm down were here for the night!"
"Great I'm stuck with you people." I groaned, jazzy clutched her chest dramatically pretending I broke her heart.
"Oh, my heart. It just shattered."
"Dramatic much Jazzy?"
"You know it! Now quit being so grumpy we know who you really want up here." I gave her a puzzled look what the heck was she talking about.
"Dont act stupid we saw you smile at Ethan through out the night."
"I don't know what you're talking about." I stuck my nose into the air pretending to ignore them.
"For a princess you're a bad liar." I rolled my eyes at her
"So a little birdie told me that you seem to be lost in this big castle."
"What?" sometimes Jazzy could be so confusing, especially in my half dead state.
"You took your ring off. Emmy you never take that thing off, what's going on here?"
"I don't know, it's just. I don't know who I am anymore, I try to remember but it never works anymore."
"Except when you're with my brother."
"What?" I stared at Ariel, please tell me she was not implying what I thought she was.
"Ariel I do not like Miles that way, do not, N-O."
We argued about this for the next 30 minutes as I changed into sweats and my tanktop.
"Face it Emmy you like Miles." Jazzy had grabbed me by the shoulders to make her point.
"And you like Ethan." now Khira decides to join the conversation.
"Khira not helping." I warned over my shoulder, she shrugged her shoulders, my door started to open and Ariel shrieked.
"What are you guys doing here?" I turned my head to see none other then my three boys.
"Aren't you guys suppose to be home buy now?" I asked.
"You're stepdad said we could stay for a while, your mom didn't argue either." Miles grinned at us, I rolled my eyes
"She wouldn't care about me even if I was dying on the floor right now, even then she wouldn't give a da-"
"Emma." Ariel warned
"What! It's the truth!" I held my hands up in surrender.
"Emma-bear what are you doing up so-" Lena was in shorts and a baggy shirt standing at my door. She caught sight of the guys, and then looked at me.
"Hey what's up Leens?" Miles nodded his head toward her as he asked the question.
"What are you guys doing here?" she asked, she stared at me the whole time.
"Lena its not what you think. The girls are staying over and the guys crashed the party." her eyes darted from me to the guys and back again.
"I'm going back to bed, I don't want to hear anything gross." my mouth fell open in shock. The guys erupted into laughter and the girls gave each other looks.
"It's nice to know you think so highly of me!" I growled as she left out the door.
"I think you're amazing Emma-bear, but I also know a few things about guys too." she stuck her head in my room before shutting the door.
"Was that suppose to be offensive cuz I feel like it was." Miles looked confused.
"Yes Miles it was directed at us." Ethan said putting his arm on Miles' shoulder.
"Yo,Lena get back in here." Miles called out to her, she came back shuffling her feet.
"What is it Miles?" she had grown comfortable with my friends over the past two weeks, I didn't mind her being friends with them.
"Was that suppose to be offensive?" she rolled her eyes at him.
"Yes Lena he's always like that." I told her, she giggled and nodded.
After a few hours I ended up laying across the couch with my feet in Ethan's lap, Lena leaning against Miles half asleep. Khira passed out with her head on Sam's chest, and Jazzy leaning back on Ethan's legs with Ariel's head in her lap.
I was running my hand through Lena's hair almost falling asleep myself. I started to shiver, why was it so cold in this room?
"Ariel?" I called out softly, she moaned her response.
"Can you get my blanket?"
"Mmm." that's how you can always tell she's asleep, she only makes noises and doesn't speak words. Jazzy was asleep now leaning on Miles like Lena was. His head was down and leaning on Lena's head telling me they both were passed out.
Ethan got up, and I picked my head up to see him grab a few blankets, he placed one on Sam and Khira, another on Ariel, and another on Lena, Miles, and Jazzy. He sat back down and placed the last one on me.
"Thank you." I mumbled, my eyes half open.
"No problem." I started to shiver again, it was freezing.
"Come here it's cold." the couch was gigantic so I patted the cushion behind me. He slowly moved towards me and laid behind me, I tossed the rest of the blanket over him. I leaned back on him, his chest was warm.
"Better now?" he asked, I could feel his breath on the top of my head.
"Mmhmm." I nodded my head sluggishly, I was drifting off to sleep quickly.
In the morning I still hadn't open my eyes but I started thinking about the ball last night. I moved slightly and felt an arm around my waist, why? That's when it hit me, Ethan had his arm around my waist. Was he still asleep? How did his arm wind up there in the night. I felt a tap on my shoulder and I opened my eyes. Sure enough standing in front of me was the prince, and my mother. My mother motioned me outside and I slowly followed, I was in deep shit now. My mothers long blonde hair was a horrid reminder of the last time.
My record wasn't clean, and this isn't the only time she's found me with a guy in my room. It was years ago, it was Sam's brother Max, we had dated for a month or two. We were watching movies at night, she knew he was over. We ended up falling asleep during a movie, and she got the wrong idea. The whole situation didn't end very well, let's just say we've come a long way from being princesses and princes.
I followed them into his study room, yeah I was definitely in trouble.
"Emma explain to me why you have three boys in your room." he had his hand pinching the bridge of his nose, I noticed he only does this when he's frustrated.
"It was after the ball, the girls and I were in my room. That's when the guys showed up sayin you told them the could stay for a little while-"
"Yes a little while, not all night." my mother growled.
"We were sitting down talking and we fell asleep. That's all that happened, ask the girls."
"Why was Lena in the room?" he was frowning at me, despite what they think I actually do care for her. I want her safe, I want to keep her safe.
"She was with me and the girls."
"I can't believe you Emma, this is the second time. I am disappointed in you." I stared at my mother, I can't believe them.
"Why do you think so low of me? Can't you trust me for once! I am your daughter you are suppose to trust me!"
"How can I trust you when you keep boys in your room? When you're constantly in trouble?" she was glaring at me now.
"Look i still have clothes on, my bra too! You always think the worst of me! Just because I get into a few fights, just because my records not the cleanest. Because of my lip ring which if I remember YOU got me! Maybe I am a good child and you just can't seem to realize it." I have no clue why but I was crying, it stung to not have her believe me. I shook my head, no she would never care for me, she would never trust me. I spun on my heal and took off out of the study.
"Emma!" I heard the prince call me and I ran faster. I ran into my room and slammed my bathroom door shut locking it behind me. I fell to the floor in tears. I heard a knock on the door.
"Emma-bear what's wrong?" it was Lena, she would always have her father believe her, I admit I was jealous of that.
"Ems what's wrong? Common let me in." Miles, no I didn't want anyone to come near me. I wasn't mad at them, I was mad at my mother. I stared at myself in the mirror, I'm a good kid, aren't I? I've never been into alcohol or drugs or anything, I've just picked a few fights I shouldn't have. My black hair and red tips, what would she do if I was blonde like her? Would she care for me then, if I actually resembled her instead of my father. I took my ring out, and placed it on the counter. I did fine without it last week, she didn't argue with me last week when I didn't have it in.
"Emmy let us in please." I ignored them, and continued to watch myself in the mirror.
I wasn't gorgeous, just average looking, my ring never helped my appearances, I never really cared though.
"Common Emma open the door please, just talk to us." Ethan. I couldn't look at my reflection anymore, I sat in the giant empty bathtub with my knees against my chest.
"Common Wendy open the door." my heart fluttered when he called me Wendy, it was our nicknames Peter and Wendy.
"Emmaline Bailee you open this door right now." why her? Of all people her? She didn't care for me, why care for me now?
I slowly opened the door, she was standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips.
"See you look better with out that ring. Now as punishment, you are not allowed to see your friends." my eyes widened, that wasn't fair. I looked over her shoulder, they all sat on the couch. Miles with a look of betrayal played across his face when he realized my ring was gone, Jazzy with a look of sadness, Ariel with sad puppy dog eyes, Sam frowning, Khira with a snarl, and finally Ethan with a look of loss. It pained me to say this, I had tears in my eyes as I spoke.
"Yes ma'am I understand." I watched there expressions go from shock to pain, to hatred. It was either towards me or my mother.
"I want that ring in the trash, and your hair is going to be dyed it's natural color again. A nice blonde." my hair was naturally black, not blonde how could she not know that?
"Yes ma'am." I had tears streaming down my face, this was it she finally broke me. Not even a month into the castle and she managed to break me. She turned on her heal to face my friends.
"As for you six, you are never to see my daughter again. Am I clear?" Miles stormed out of the room, followed by Sam and Khira. Jazzy and Ariel had tears and Ethan led the both of them out. Giving me one last glance before disappearing out of view.
"Ms. Macy please, it wasn't Emma's fault. Don't ban her from her friends she made one small mistake. We learn from our mistakes." Lena pleaded.
"She is learning from her mistake. It cost her her friends." with that my mother left and I fell to the floor. This wasn't fair, I had nothing left now.
It had been weeks, at night I'd sleep with my ring in, but during the day I kept it out. I hadn't seen anyone in forever, I actually feel like I've forgotten how to communicate with others. I've been home-schooled these past weeks, I learn nothing the whole time. I don't talk to Lena anymore, when she tries to talk to me I'll nod or write on a paper. I haven't talked to my step father since the incident, and I only talk to my mother when she demands an answer. I mope around the castle or stay in my room as much as I can.
I was sitting on the couch staring out the window when Lena came in with her phone in her hand outstretched to me. I cleared my throat, it was being unused for a while so I sounded scratchy when I talked.
"Not in the mood Lena." she kept her hand outstretched and I took it from her and she left the room.
"Emma is that you?"
"Jazzy?" I had almost forgotten the sound of her voice.
"Oh Emma it's so good to hear from you again."
"Jazzy I can't talk to you." It stung me to say this as much as it probably stung her.
"No, I don't want to talk. To you Jezebel." my voice was thick because I was about to start crying.
"Emma you don't mean that. I'm your best friend."
"No Jezebel I don't want to talk to you ever again, leave me alone."
"Emma, this isn't you talking." I heard a new voice on the phone, and I really couldn't handle it. I was crying badly.
"Common Wendy, listen to yourself this isn't you."
"I don't want. To speak to you. Ever again, leave me alone." it was hard to talk due to misuse and all my tears.
"Just listen to me Wendy."
"No. Leave me alone. I don't want to speak to you Ethan ever again." I hung up the phone and placed it on the couch, it hurt so much to tell them the lies.
"Im so sorry Peter." I hid my face in my arms and cried the rest of the night.