ROYALS

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Peter calmed me down over the next hour, brushing his hands behind my back in a swift comforting motion.

"It's not your fault you know..." Peter says, stopping in his words as he thought of what words he should say, "Simon wouldn't have kept coming to our practices if he didn't want to see you. I can tell he misses you by the way he looks at you, and the way he tries to stop himself from talking to you."

I feel a final teardrop rush down my skin as I sat in my thoughts.

"I would do anything for him, you know? I would go back in time and say the right thing, and I would go back and kiss him one more time." I paused catching my words, "My mom scares me so much... I don't want to be the Prince, I want to be a normal kid."

I put my hands in my hair, brushing it back.

"Do it over again then. Start over. Go up to him and say your name, maybe shake his hand, and start over. Go back to your first day. Make something new." Peter puts his hand on my shoulder.

"I know what I have to do," I say quickly, standing up and heading off. I turned quickly, "Thank you Peter, I mean it."

"You don't need to thank me for being your friend." He smiles,

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It was the middle of the next day. It was time for me to start over, and I had done the steps for it.

In the morning I took myself to the Headmaster and requested giving me a solo in the choir performance, and changing the song. It took nothing more than a few kind words to get past him.

I left breakfast early to practice, and set up, and then we resume to the present moment.

There I was, behind the stage getting ready to preform. I looked out the side of the curtain to see Peter and Felle sitting together and talking. To the far right there was Simon, and my heart skipped a beat.

Suddenly It was time to go out, and I was terrified. I took my steps slowly and carefully, and we filed in order. My breath hitched as I tried to deepen it.

I got to my place and looked up, scared but ready.

The choir began with a simple melody, slow and mesmerizing. Seconds later I began... Whatever happened to the funky race? A generation lost in pace.

I looked up with confidence as I fell into the music... Wasn't life supposed to be more than this? In this kiss i'll change your bore for my bliss.

My eyes went to Simon for a second... Let go of my hand, and it will slip on the sand if you don't give me a chance to break down the walls attitude.

My eyes scan the crowd... I ask nothing of you, not even your gratitude...

And if you think i'm corny than it will not make me sorry, it's your right to laugh at me...

And in turn, it's my opportunity to feel brave.

'Cause it takes a fool to remain sane, I feel seen by everyone, and I pick up my voice, Oh, It takes a fool to remain sane. Oh, it takes a fool to remain sane.

Oh in this world all covered up in shame... I look to Simon and see him smiling, and It makes me heart stop, and a smile appear on mine.

Every morning I would see her getting off the bus, the picture never drops its like a multicolored snapshot, stuck in my brain, it kept me sane...

I feel free and alive with the biggest smile plastered in my face. For a couple of years, as it drenched my fears, of becoming like the others who become unhappy mothers...

And fathers of unhappy kids.. and why is that? 'Cause they've forgotten how to play, or maybe they're ashamed, to seem strange, to see seem insane, to gain weight, to seem gay...

Well i'll tell you this... I take my eyes back to Peter, Antony, and Felle who have a proud look in their eyes, and it makes me feel love.

'Cause it takes a fool to remain sane, Oh, It takes a fool to remain sane, Oh, it takes a fool to remain sane, Oh, in this world all covered up in shame...

The song goes to a finish and we all give a bowl and head off the stage.

As everyone started walking back to the school I ran up to Simon who was surprisingly not with Ethan.
I tapped on his shoulder and stuck my hand out.

"Hi, my names Wilhelm, It's really nice to meet you."
I displayed a smile and looked up into his eyes.

"I'm Simon." He says meeting my eyes. I see him grin and the world starts to fall back into place.

"I wrote this for you a few months back and I never was able to give it to you, So here..." I said turning away and walking off.

I could tell Simon was caught off guard but this needed to happen now.

The letter went a little something like this...

My dearest Simon,
I meant it when I said I loved you. Those words were the hardest i've had to say other than goodbye. I'm trapped in fear of what my future will be like, how I will be perceived. I always will want you Simon, I will always wished that I had held your hand longer, kisses you longer, but you know this all to well. I broke your heart that day and probably much more than that, and I know you don't want my sympathy, but I want what we had back. I want to tell everyone your my boyfriend, that we're together. I want my mom to treat me like a son. and I want her to accept us as a couple. I just want the world to be a good place Simon, I place where I can be with you. Please write me back, please just let me know that your okay, that your not still hurting, I love you.
Sincerely, Wilhelm.

My life laid out on a letter for the one person I have left. I agonized on the unknown, and prayed for my luck to come back around.

When I got my room, I pulled off my shirt and put on pajama pants, and climbed right into bed.

I closed my eyes to thinking of the night that Simon had kissed me during the movie.

Authors Note!!
Sorry if this chapter was mad I was 🍃 during this. Love you all so much and thank you for reading my story! All rights go to young royals tv show.