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Thought I would share with you guys my older version of this story however have uploaded the new story for everyone to read. 

omething I've learned is that reality and people don't always stay the same, it's such an essential part of growing and developing into something bigger. We live in a time where people are more judgemental about others. However, the older generation is more tactful and non-judgemental of others. I was always taught to be kind to people even if I didn't like them. 

Everything I ever dreamed about happening in my life was more than a dream than anything else. I was 17 at the time, living two different lives. One as a royal and the other as a normal girl living in a small but dangerous town. I had no idea that it would be such a task to actually try and live both of those lives. it seemed so easy at the time. A few months later and i'd be shipped off. I didn't care at the time, I just wanted to live in the moment and I guess in some ways I kind of still am but in different ways from others. 

My alarm clock is about to go off any minute. I've been awake all-night packing for the horrible trip back to London. It wasn't to my benefit more, my dad's than anything else. By the time i'd finished packing i'd had an entire floor to clear before I needed to be gone. Today would be the most important day for my mum a chance to see me after 7 years. 

creaking like a floorboard, the hinges casually creaked and shrieked as the door gave way. 

"Sage"? a deep voice suddenly slurs, his hands clenched around the door. 

I know what she's about to say, as I scream to her and leap out of bed and sprint around the room cleaning up the mess on the floor. As my dad stood at the door insisting that I where to get a maid to do it for me, I preferred to be more self-sufficient and do it by myself. As he burst into the room as he felt the door give way all at once. I watched his hands struggle against the door as he made his way towards the centre of the room. 

I had spent the last couple of hours preparing for what is to come. I spent my weekends begging not to be shipped to England but then reality came, and I started to prepare myself for all my peers i'd finally see again. I'd be back to my normal self , drinking and doing whatever else I could do to not have to be in the same room as her. I however was the girl who was more quieter and prefurred to do things by myself more than anything else, but then back here I was popular and did what everyone else would do, I was he centre of attention. 

I'll put your bags in the car , Aria says, as Briana offers to open the car door, keys in her hand. They disappeared from the room, bags in hands and walk towards the car. As I now walk to the car which was filled from the top to the bottom of all my things,all my muscles start to tense and I start to realise how much I'll miss this place. Realising it's about a two hour drive and a lot of tense nerves there would be, but what made it worse was the fact the plan ride was around 2 hours and a half. 

I wish I could say that I wouldn't miss the normal routine , I'd been living in for years, the scenery and popularity of the place I called home but as we drove towards the airport it seemed like I would miss this place more than anything I'd ever missed before, the drive now indicated that we was getting closer and closer. 

Here we are! my dad exclaimed, hugging me as he practically pushes me out of the door. 

"be good"

he shuts the door as he frantically waves me a goodbye. 

I go towards the large board by the customs that displays the scheduled flight for today. 

Looking back over I see one scheduled to go to London. 

My flight had finally been called out, I wondered if I had been doing the right thing, by my dad, however had convinced me to spend some time back in England with my mum. I , however wasn't completely convinced about going back, it had been putting me off for months, waiting for the right time , to get myself together. Hundreds of people clustered around plane times and departed towards there gates. 

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