Charlie's POV
A few days later after the Prince left my lessons on becoming a proper lady began. "Stand up straight Charlie!" Nicole my teacher slapped me with a stick, causing me to jump up. "Now walk." I've been in this class for about three hours now repeating the same steps over and over. "Miss. Nichole, don't you think I've practiced enough already?" I asked. "Nonsense! Your posture is that of a man, I must make you have the posture of a noble lady's!" She yelled smacking me with the stick again. "But miss we've been practicing for hours!" I slouched over. "That is why! No noble lady no, no commoner woman has the posture of yourself!" She slapped the back of my legs. "So until you at least walk like a commoner woman this class will go on." I spent about another 3 hours in there until she said it was good enough. Man, how did Melody get past these classes? They're so fucking hard! "So how were your lessons brother? Were they as easy as you said?" Melody's smug face looked perfect to punch. "They were fine, how about yours?" I asked. "Easy, I didn't even have to try." My sister makes such strange faces that remind me of my enemy that sometimes I just can't help but want to smack her. But I must admit her classes are not what I expected.
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I don't want to marry you!
Romanceafter Charlie's twin sister announces that she doesn't want to marry the fifth prince there parents not wanting to lose the relationship they've achieved decided to do the unthinkable.
