Princess in Disguise [Book on Hold]

Chapter 1-The Beginning

"I'll be playing basketball with the President
Dunking on his delegates
Then I'll compliment him on his political etiquette
Toss a couple milli in the air just for the heck of it
But keep the fives, twenties, tens and bens completely separate
And yeah I'll be in a whole new tax bracket
We in recession but let me take a crack at it
I'll probably take whatever's left and just split it up
So everybody that I love can have a couple bucks
And not a single tummy around me would know what hungry was
Eating good, sleeping soundly
I know we all have a similar dream
Go in your pocket, pull out your wallet
And put it in the air and sing"

-Billionaire by Travie McCoy Ft. Bruno Mars

I woke up with sweat covering my whole body. No light was coming through the windows. I looked around to make sure that I was in my room and not in a hospital bed. I had dreamed of that memory ever since the incident occurred two weeks ago.

"Time?" I asked the room.
"It is 5:47AM," a robotic voice replied.

Oh crap, I forgot that today we were leaving to the states! I got up from my bed and made my way to the closet. I was still a princess so I had to wear a dress.

I got a strapless black dress that reached my mid-knees, and put it in the bed. I took a shower; and when I was done, I blow dried and straightened my hair. I put the dress on and some black wedges. I applied some eye shadow, eye liner, and mascara. A little bit of blush and some lip gloss.

I grabbed my phone and as quietly as possible walked to the other side of the building. I took a right and a left. I was lost in thought that I didn't see the wall in front of me. "OW!" I yelled. That goes for being quite. I got up and began to walk the right way again.

Once I got to the closet I noticed that Gretel had already packed. I got all my luggage bags and started the long way back to my room.

I checked my phone and saw that it was already 6 in the morning. Gretel is probably in my room about now. She said that she would help me.

"Hey Gretel!" I told her. She was inside looking at the clothes and jewels.

"Hey Royalty! So what are you going to take?" she asked looking at the bags.

"I'm probably going to take seven dresses and one crown. I'm going to take all my makeup and all my jewelry. I would like all my shoes sent to the new house, and I'm not sure about clothes? Should we buy it over there or what?"

"We should because we don't know the fashion over there right now," she answered grabbing a big box for my makeup.

A couple hours later, we were done packing all of our things. We walked down the corridors and staircases to the kitchen for lunch. Our flight was going to leave in two and a half hours so we had to hurry.

I saw the Queen and the King eating some lunch. Two hamburgers, some fries, bowls of fruit, two milkshakes and apple and orange juice was set out for us. Our stomachs started to growl. We blushed in embarrassment while our parents chuckled.

"Come on and eat," mom said.

"We wouldn't like you to miss your flight now would we," dad said.

"No, that would be terrible. No offense but I would like to leave the country as soon as possible. Dad, did you call the boarding school and tell them that we would be using a different last name? I know that we want to be kept hidden, but come on, we are going to be in a private school where children of the President and Governors go and so on. I still wish to use my first and middle name," I told him.

"Yes, but we also made you a new ID with a different last name," he replied before he began shuffling around. "Oh and sweethearts, we forgot to tell you that your bodyguards would be living with you."

"Wait! You said bodyguards as in plural. How many are going to have? Seven!" I asked cracking up a bit.

"Actually yes, you are going to have to live hit seven male bodyguards who range from the age of 16 to 18," dad answered while I spit out the juice I was drinking.

"You're kidding right?" Gretel asks.

"Sorry sweetie but we can't take any chances. So please don't be harsh to them," our mom replied.

"We will be fine, but who are the seven bodyguards?" I questioned suspiciously.

"Your bodyguards are: Will and Xavier Mckenzie, Jax Stuart, Cody Grayson, Adrian Blake, Liam Greyford, and Dmitri Daxon."

Both Gretel and I stared at my mother in shock. She wasn't kidding when she said that she would get the best. They may be young, but they were the best at what they did, and the name Dmitri rang a bell.

Once we finished we said our goodbyes to our parents and left to the airport. Over there we met our new bodyguards, and let me tell you something. They are not bad looking at all.

"Valde bona sunt, et quod non est eadem ratio," I told Gretel. She just nodded her head.

"Hello, we are your new bodyguards," said Will extending his hand. I shook his hand before I spoke.

"Okay well let's get onboard. We don't want to be late now do we?" I asked.

"No ma'm," they replied. Both Gretel and I looked at each other and let out an un-lady like snort.

"You do know that I'm only seventeen right? And Gretel is fifteen. So please just call me Royalty or Roy, and Gretel her name or Hope," I replied smiling a little.

We got on and Gretel sat beside me. When the plane was in the air, I thought of the things to come before I fell asleep.

However, I never expected what was to come...

*
Okay so their native language is going to be Latin, and if it's wrong, blame google translate.
"They are very good looking, and you can't argue with that." Is what Royalty told Gretel.