Ah! This one was pretttty exciting! It was so awesome to write, and I hope so awesome to read, too... Oh and this is a guy... you'll meet him! xoxo :3
“ Tell me who did it, now!” the queen shouted.
I was in the room with a whole bunch of loyals. I was so depressed, too. Isabella- I’m going to call her that from now on- Prince Aiden, and the queen were all looking at me.
“ I said, I don’t know!”
She laughed. “ Oh, don’t fool yourself girl! Of course you do know, tell me who it is if you dont want your silly head off your body!” she screamed at my face.
“ Mother!” the princess scolded her. She looked so angry. Her heart shaped face was red. “ She saved my life! If she doesn’t know more, don’t force her to tell you something she doesn’t know!” she shouted.
Just as the queen was going to open her lips, the prince talked in a relaxed voice, “ Mother, Isabella, don’t you see how scared she is? It’s obvious she doesn’t know a thing. She is exhausted, probably. No need to stress her and ourselves more. Am I right?” he looked at the queen. She lifted her eyebrows. Isabella was looking at me. She looked displeased. She looked at me with an apologising smile and talked. “ He is right, mother. Let’s not continue to do this.” The queen frowned went out of the room without saying anything. I sighed. It was over.
“ I’m sorry about her,” said the prince, “ She’s not always like that, she is just, you know, worried about Isabella,” he moved her eyes to her. “ I hope you understand, Miss ..?” “ Madelyn.” I comleted his sentence.
“ Yes, I’m sorry too,” Isabella smiled, “ She probably didn’t mean to hurt you, Madelyn,”
“ I understand,” I said in a kind voice. I tried to smile as they went out of the room.
“ Next, we have Riley!” the teacher called. I started to sweat. Everybody watched me as I walked slowly to the teacher.
“ Riley,what are you going to Show us today?” she asked.
“ This,” I smiled and rasied my toy up high so everyone could see it. I heard ‘wow’s coming out of their mouth. I giggled.
“ It’s very beautiful, Riley.” She laughed. “ Who gave it to you?” she asked. “ My mother,” I smiled, “ And her mother, my grandma gave it to her, and her mother, and her mother and-”
“ Okay Riley, I think they understood,” she laughed. While the class laughed, I blushed.
“ And, lastly, what is it called?” the teacher touched it. “ We’d like to know,”
“ It’s a merry-go-round,” I told them, “ My meerry-go-round.”
“ Riley?”
“ Yeah?”
“ Are you awake?”
“ No, no I’m not.”
She giggled. “ Right,”
I turned my body towards her. It was midnight. I had jumped to bed the moment I came back. I didn’t have the chance to talk to Talia.
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Love From The Past
Historische fictieAbout a girl who accidentally travels to the past. Will she find 'true love', or will she embrace a big problem?