My Complicated Princess

Life's a more complicated version of wonderland.

There are twists and tirns in every corner.

Mysteries and complications in every turn.

There are princes and  princesses and there are regular normal men and women.

There are girls too beautiful for their own good.

Then there are guys who are totally stupid enough to go after the girl ...

"I can stay awake just to hear you breathing/ watch you smile while you are sleeping .." Ike sang while handing her yellow lilies.

Ugrh. Here we go again thought Airell to herself. She already had a bad day so early in the morning and this jerk is making it a lot worse.

"Go to hell, Ike," she said then continued in her morning run.

Ike did his best to keep up with her while still holding the flowers, "What's wrong, Princess? Aren't yellow lilies your favorite?"

Airell stopped running as soon as she heard the word 'Princess'. It reminded her of the argument she had with her father early this morning.

She sighed then turned to face Ike, "Look, Ike, what part of 'go to hell' do you not understand? It means 'get lost' but in a more creative way!"

"Is it so difficult for you to just accept these flowers? Seriously, Airell. I've been wanting to date you since 7th grade!" He said out of frustration.

"It just means I don't like you! Do you not get the picture?!" She yelled.

Ike stood there and frowned. But the look of admiration is visible in his eyes. Who wouldn't be struck with Airell Jillian Carter? The daughter of a rich businessman. She got the looks, with her long mahogany hair cascading down her back, chocolate brown eyes, decorated with long prominent lashes, full pink lips that seemed so inviting, and an amazingly fit body that would make any guy drool.

"I'm sorry," was all Ike could say. He always has this effect whenever Airell is around. He gets all flustered, and it's weird because only Airell got this effect on him.

Airell just sighed and continued with her run, leaving Ike behind, looking longingly at her.

After a few moments, her phone rang. She stopped running and looked at the caller ID, and saw that it was her Dad.

"Yes, Dad?" She answered her phone.

"Where are you? Come home as soon as you can. We're having lunch with Jessica." Her Dad said.

Greaaaaat.

"No, thank you," she replied sarcastically.

She heard her Dad sigh on the other line, "Princess, please give Jessica a chance. Once you get to know her, you'll like her. I'm sure of it."

"That's the thing Dad, I don't want to give her a chance. I don't want someone like her to replace Mom."

"Airell Jillian Carter! Don't you think you're being too childish on this?! Enough of this nonsense!"

Frustration is clearly evident in her father's voice. But the thing is, if she doesn't want to do something, nobody can do anything about it, not even her father.

"Sorry Dad, I just can't," she answered.

"Airell! Come ho-" her Dad didn't get to finish what he was saying since she hanged up.

She groaned at the thought of another woman in their family. Or maybe,  she simply hated Jessica.

After awhile of contemplating on what she would do next, her phone vibrated, notifying her of a message.

Race in Italy today. You coming? -Cait

Caitlyn is her bestfriend who is currently living in Italy with her newly opened Club. She and Caitlyn have been friends for 7 years and she knew she could always run to her bestfriend for support.

Definitely. She replied.

Perhaps this is what she needed. A trip to calm her nerves.

She sighed and stared at the road for awhile before making another call.

"Carter Industries, Mr. Carter's office, how may I help you?" said a voice from the other line. She knew it was her Dad's secretary.

"This is Airell Carter. Book a flight for 1 person to Sicily, Italy this morning before noon. I don't care if there are stops. Just as long as I get there as soon as possible," she ordered.

"Uhm, does Mr. Carter know of this Miss Carter?" the secretary asked and she heard the sound of fingers typing on the keyboard. She knew this meant the secretary is already booking her flight.

"Yes. But I do hope that you won't tell him the time of  my flight. I want to surprise him," she lied through her teeth, "I'll be there in half an hour to get the information of my trip."

"Okay, then Miss."

"Thank you," she said then hang up.

She smirked to herself then hailed a cab to her Dad's office.

She knew she was being childish again. She knew she's being a brat, but she doesn't care.

I'm a Princess after all. And a Princess with an attitude that is, she thought with a smile.

~♡~

A/N:

Hey guys! Heres a new story from me to you. Catch Airell and her life-story on the next chapters. I know the prologue may suck but give this story a chance. It gets better. Maybe you'll like it.

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-kimmy

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