MY LITTLE PRINCESSA

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HEY GUYS "HAPPY NEW YEARS"🎆💋 I KNOW IT'S BEEN A WHILE SINCE I'VE ADDED ANY NEW PARTS TO THE BOOK WHICH I TRURLY AM SORRY FOR. HONESLTY I'M NOT GONNA LIE LATELY I'VE NOT BEEN AS MOTIVATED TO DO ANYTHING ON IT SINCE I'M BARELY GETTING AND READS OR SUPPORT FROM IT BUT I AM TRYING MY BEST TO GET BACK ON TRACK FOR THIS YEAR. ALSO I'M WORKING REALLY HARD ON A BOOK TRAILER FOR U GUYS AS WELL I PROMISE I WILL HAVE IT OUT AS SOON AS POSSIBLE...
AND I DEEPLY APPOLIGUISE IN ADVANCE IF THERE IS ANY MISTSKES . BUT HOPE U GUYS ENJOY...♥💋

•~Ariah~•
(Present)

I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm ,as I tried to move my hair away from my face to shut it off . Groaning as I hit the snooze botton. Mornings are never really my thing but my duty is called . As I drag myself out of bed.

After getting dressed, I made my way downstairs following the smell of freshly brewed coffee filling the air. It was my moment of calm before my horrible days begin. "Good morning Ariah" I heard a soft voice saying, It was my mom "Good morning mom" I replied as I walked into the kitchen and sat on one of the stools of the kitchen island. As she handed me a plate of food.

After i ate she asked me if i would like to help her bake cookies "yeah of course" I said with a slight smile on my face , since my classes didn't start for the next two hours and I never really get to spend time with her anymore . "The cookies is just a little token to celebrate my dad's success as a politician. Well basically today twelve years ago his career took off and we moved here.

~which also means that's it's been twelve years since I last saw ace.~

I stood beside mom, the excitement of the the though of having freshly baked cookies filling the air.... We were in the midest of our baking session, flour dusting our hands and our laughter echoed throughout the kitchen. As we mixed the ingredients together, I couldn't help but admire mom's skillful movements. And for the first time in my life mom shared stories to me about her childhood and highschool experience. It was nice to finally have someone to relate to and talk with. Considering I rarely get to socialize with people since I'm being homeschooled.

After we had finished I was walking through the halls to get to my room and I couldn't help but feel a bit of sadness all over me by just remembering ace. And As much as I try to forget him I don't think I ever will. As I got to my room i sat at my desk and pulled out my journal to write but then i suddenly heard a knock at my door "uhhhhhh" I scoft
"What is it now" I said quietly so whoever it was couldn't hear me. As annoyed as I am I quickly got up and opened it because I didn't want to get punished by my father for disobeying.
"Miss, your father has requested to see you in his office immediately". Said "Mrs laren" one of our servants. "Of course" I said with a quiet tone as I walked out to go.

I stood outside my father's office, my heart racing with anxiety. The thought of going in there and facing him made me feel like I was about to step into a lion's den. But I knew I couldn't keep avoiding it. I took a deep breath and pushed open the door, stepping inside.

"Yes father" said with a scared tone.

My father looked up from his desk, his eyes meeting mine. I could see a mix of concern in his gaze. "Ariah," he said, his voice steady yet filled with something softer. "I've noticed you've been avoiding coming to my office. Is everything alright?"

I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to express my fear and vulnerability. Because I'm not quit used to him careing he was mostly tough with me ."I... I'm just scared, Dad," I finally managed to say, my voice quivering. "I don't know what you're going to say or do. It's like I'm constantly on edge around you."

His expression softened even more,but slightly annoyed , he motioned for me to take a seat. "I understand, Ariah," he said gently. "I never wanted you to feel that way. My intention has always been to protect and guide you, even if it hasn't always seemed that way."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I nodded, feeling a mix of relief and sadness. "I know, Dad, but sometimes it's hard to see that. I just wish things could be different between us." Deep down I know that his intention was to just protect me but sometimes it's a bit too harsh for me.

He reached out across the desk, his hand finding mine. "I wish that too, Ariah," he said softly. "And maybe we can start by taking a step towards reconnecting with your past. I've been thinking, and I believe it would be good for you to go to the middle school reunion."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Really, Dad? You're letting me go?" I asked, my voice filled with a mix of surprise and hope.

A warm smile spread across his face. "Yes, Ariah. I want you to have the chance to see your old friends, reminisce about the good times, and create new memories. It's important to cherish those connections."

A surge of sadness washed over me as I whispered, "Thank you, Dad. I'm really looking forward to it."

He squeezed my hand gently. "You deserve happiness, Ariah. And I hope this reunion brings you just that."

Sitting there with my father, I felt a glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe, our relationship could heal.

As happy as I am to go I didn't really have any friends except for ace and I don't know if he will even be there considering that he'd moved back to Spain with his family.

I walked back to my room feeling overwhelmed as I just sat back at my chair facing my desk pilling up the courage to write all of my thoughts down.

Dear diary,
Today is one of thoese days where I don't know what to do or even how to think. It all started off great mom and I both backed chocolate chip cookies and actually bonded for once in my life it was nice to feel like I actually have a mom.
Today marks twelve years since I hadn't seen ace and I don't know how to cope with all of my pilled up feelings for him...everytime I think about him it's like I'm loseing apart of myself.
I miss him so much and I don't even know how I can even get in contact with him...oh wait I just remembered my dad told me that I was allowed to go to the middle school reunion next week. Which means there might be a possibility that I can see ace and fix things with him but that's if he would even want to see my face after I just left although it wasn't my fault but that's if he even remembers me, no no no he does right?? Uh maybe I should just stop the overthinking.....
Also dad is surprisingly been alittle nice to me today I don't know why but I'm glad that things are hopefully gonna get better from now.
Well that's all for now I guess
~Luv Ariah~

As I could barely keep myself together I shut my journal and jumped on my bed hugging my stuffed bear for dear life. As my tears kept rolling down to my checks uncontrollably, by just thinking of the fact that I might never see ace again. I know that times have changed and things are different but I just can't seem to get rid of my feelings for him, after all these years and it's still there.

Sometimes I think that it's stupid that I still cry because of it but I truely cared about him, i still do , and I think I always will. I quickly wiped away my tears as I soon realized that my classes were gonna start soon.

I went to my bathroom to washed my face and fixed my hair and went to my closet to changed my shirt that i just realized had flour all over it from earlier, so I can look some what presentable for class since I hadn't realize that I've been crying for the past "45 minutes".

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