Secret Life Of A Princess

Typical Life

Every morning I awaken by my maid opening the curtains to unleash the sun into my dark room. I sigh and throw the pillow over my head. Time for my daily duties as a princess. Yeah you read that right. I'm princess of a small country in Australia called Canberra. It's beautiful here.

All my life I've lived by a schedule. The way of prim and proper has been drilled into my cranium. An outfit organizer plans my outfits daily. Lately tensions have been high around the world. My family has been doing frequent community outings to ensure their safety.

Today I must quickly get dressed to attend a gathering at the children's hospital. We recently paid to have it built. The last was destroyed by a bomb. Many lost their lives and we needed to build a memorial.

Today my planner organized a chique dress to premier the opening. It's pastel pink with a sweetheart neckline with laced three quarter sleeves. My heels are tan with a little bow and diamond. My hair is set in pin curls. I look like a blonde curled barbie doll pretty much. This is the life for a seventeen year old I guess.

I walk down the cooridor and the butler meets me with a bagel and cream cheese. I grab it and rush to meet my mum and father awaiting me to escort me to the Mercedes Benz parked outside.

We drive to the hospital where hundreds of poparazzi await us. The doors open and the cameras flash. Millions of questions are being asked. I smile and wave. I quickly walk to the hospital entrance where I pose while my father and brother relay their speech. I smile with the occasional laugh. I'm told to keep my mouth shut unless something is scripted for me to talk.

My brother, Alex, steps forward to cut the ribbon. The second he does cameras flash and the crowd erupts into applause. I step forward and hug him and we pose for a family photograph. We then enter the facility but I foot my phone in the car. My security guard, Logan, quickly allows me to return to the car and grab my phone.

We reach the car when I look up to see fighter jets heading straight toward us.

"Abi we have to go now!"

Logan grabs my arm and we dash toward a nearby brick wall near a cafe. The second we do I look back and see the hospital go up in flames. Bombs were being dropped around us. I scream in terror as I watch the hospital in which my family is being burned alive in.

"It's to late Abi we have to go."

"Why are they doing this?"

"It's don't know, but we have to go."

We rush into the city toward the town hall when we see soldiers emptying all the buildings.

"What's happening Logan?"

"It's don't know, but they will kill you if they find you."

I take my heels off and we dash toward the back country side, carefully avoiding major roads. Along the way we pass a restaurant with a television announcing that the entire royal family is dead. My adrenaline is rushing too much to cry.

"They think you are dead and must want you dead. Come with me."

He grabs my wrist and pulls me along an ally way that leads into the clothing store.

The store clerk looks at me with surprise, "Ms. Abi you are alive!"

"Yes but you must not tell anybody. There's soldiers in the Villa I need some clothes."

"Anything for the royal family. Take what you need."

Logan grabs a pair of jeans and a blue v-neck shirt. I grab skinny jeans and a red t-shirt and some converse. I tie my hair back into a pony tail and quickly wash the make up off. I take fake glasses and put them on.