Aurora Thermopolis became Aurora Alexandria Thermopolis Renaldi. She was finally told the truth on who she was. A princess. And because her father suffered a tragic fate, as the oldest child, she found herself being the heir to the Genovian throne...
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Me, Mia, Lily and 20 other girls around our age are all sat around as I finish opening my gifts.
"So I want to thank you all very much for my fabulous bridal shower presents. And now, I have a present for you. It's time for mattress surfing!"
I think tonight is well deserved. Everyone here always needs to be proper and elegant, so I felt tonight should be the night everyone can let loose. Hence the mattress surfing. I feel like people grow up to fast as teenagers, so then they find joy in 'childish' things when they're older. Everyone is going down the slide that was put up between the stairs and when they get to the bottom they go straight back up. They're all laughing and smiling and singing along to the music blaring in the background.
"I think I'll just have some milk and cookies in my room, Olivia" grandma says, walking into the hall where we're having the party, "and perhaps some earplugs"
"Yes, Your Majesty"
"Quite a party, darling" she tells me while coming to stand in front of me.
"Yeah we're just having a bit of fun" I say smiling.
"Oh, Rupert and the boys used to love doing that. I did too, you know. But a little differently. Felix?" Felix then grabs a mattress and begins to walk it up the stairs.
"Hold on, I was told you never slide"
"I don't. But I have done a lot of flying in my time" smiling, she makes her way to the top of the stairs.
"Is she really going to do this?"
"Looks like it"
Clarisse then jumps onto the mattress and slides down. Standing.
***
I'm not sure how but I have finally managed to convince grandma to sing a song.
"Some girls are fair,
some are jolly and fit.
Some have a well-bred air,
or a well-honed wit.
Each one's a jewel, with a singular shine
A work of art with its own rare design
Dear little girl, you are terribly blessed
But it's your heart of gold l love the best
And that will be your crowning glory
Your whole life through
lt'll always be your crowning glory
The most glorious part
Of you"
As she starts the song she reaches over to the seat I'm sitting on and holds me hand. However, as the song goes on she begins to stand up and go to stand on the stage. When that section of the song is done the CD reveals the twist to the song making me laugh lightly at grandmas shocked face.
