The Prince And I

The Prince And I: Chapter 1

-wednesday-

"Since that, the prince was not seen again, thus our majesty's ."

Norah watches the news in the living room.

"How are people supposed to find that boy, no one knows how he looks like." Her mom says as she walks in with a box full of clothes.

"What? How old is he, 17? That boy probably has never been outside before. "

She puts the box down.
"Hey? Aren't you supposed to help your father downstairs in the café?"

"Mooomm.." Norah moaned.

"Norah, go! Your father probably needs you right now!"

"Ugh..."

Norah ran to her room.

She walked towards her wardrobe and opened it, and took one look.

"Where is it?"
She threw all of her clothes out to look for her uniform.

"WHERE IS IT?"

"Norah! Stop yelling!" She heard her mom yell.

"Sorry!"

"Where is it?!" She thought.

She looked under her bed.

"Oh! There!"

"Oh man, I gotta hurry!"

It was a T-Shirt, with the café's logo on it, and a cute black apron.

She ran downstairs.

"Sorry dad..!" Out of breath she tried to say.

"Norah! Where have you been?!"
He seemed kinda angry.

"I-"

"Save it, table 9 ordered this." He shoved a tray with two brownies and a ice tea on top of it in her hands.
"Go!"

She walked towards the table, trying not to trip.

"A ice tea and two brownies?" She asked.

"Yes, thank you."

She placed it on the table and walked back.

And that's how her next three hours look like.

She took a break, and went upstairs again, she sat on the couch, while scrolling through her phone.

She scrolled on tiktok.

Her For You Page was filled with the prince, who has been missing, theories about how he could have been kidnapped, or ran away by himself.

But why run away from your royale parents?

-The next day-

"Norah! Norah!"

Norah heard someone yell in her room, but her eyes were too tired to see.

"Huh...?"

"You're going to get late for school Norah!"

She opened her eyes.
The first thing she looked at was her mother, opening her curtains, and then the clock on the wall.

"W-what time is it.?"
She thought.

"It's... *Yawn* It's 9:15 mom..."
"Wait, 9:15?"

"NINE FIFTEEN!?" She yelled jumping out of bed.

She had an half hour left until school.

She ran to the bathroom to shower, brush her teeth, and get dressed.