The Prince and his Frog

Chapter two

I looked around my empty closet of a room, I can't sleep. It was now 11pm and I could not get this party out of my mind. What will I wear? I have nothing.

Oh and his eyes, the annoying things are scratched into my mind. The deep hazel wrapped with gold specs. Ugh.

I gaze at the clock, 23:35. The field would be empty by now, I smirked at the thought and crept up, chucking on some rags and stepping out the door with a creek.

I look around the corner, no one there. Good. I run my hand across the peeling wall paint, I can't wait to go
back to my family. When my mother sent me here I don't think she knew this was my destiny, at least they're happy.

I sighed dropping my hand, everyone in this block and below is 19 years or younger. All our familys got into a desperate situation at some point and being sent here was the resolution. These blocks are constantly surveyed, officers wondering around at all times of the day and night to rush and scold us. That's if they catch you.

My dream is to become a Knight, serve the king and finally get out of this hell hole.

Oh to have my trusted steed racing into battle, only to return as the one true hero of Bracken. Girls and money begging to be mine!

One day.

"I can't believe he got away with it!!" A voice screeched.

"Shit" I gasped and leaped behind a heavy fabric curtain that laid to the floor. Dust flew in my face as I held back gags.

"That rat. Making us work for hours and him getting to prance around with the Prince!" Her familiar voice carried on. Fucking Melissa. People around her grunted in agreement.

A tingle went on my leg as my eyes widened, don't look down. I then felt the same sensation on my arm. My eyes darted to the area as I let out a piercing scream and jumped out of the curtain, dancing about to get the creature off.

"What the fuck are you doing, pervert." Melisas minion stated. The four of them standing like they owned the castle.

I froze staring up to them "nothing." Giving them a small smile and patted of my arm more.

"You're such a little creep" She scolded "why were you spying on us??" As if I was spying on them. What would I even do that for? To know the latest teen gossip on who's dating who? Not interested thanks.

"Why would I ever want to spy on you." I state and begin to walk forward. Melissa grabbing my arm and flinging me infront of her, a daring glare stuck on her face.

"I've worked my ass off all fucking day whilst you've been prancing about the Princes bedroom." She sneered "and don't think I don't know about you trying to throw me under the bus. Like I look like... well that" a giggle coming from her posse.

I growled "don't joke about like that, we all know ur ass can't even get the Prince to look let alone work." Her face went sour as her hand slapped my face. My balance failed as I stumbled to the floor, the bruise already feeling like its formed on my cheek.

"Don't you ever talk to me like that. You're just a dirty little slave." She started.

"You forget you're in the same place" a stern voice boomed down the hall. My eyes went wide as I peeked around the many legs cutting out his face.

"My Prince! What are you doing in the servant quarters? How can I help??" Melissa fell to her knees, the others following after.

I changed position and knelt with respect, my eyes not making contact with his. His shined black shoes now I'm my vision as he loomed above me.

"Get up." He coughed, I looked up turning red as he gave a reassuring smile. I followed his orders and stood. The others sending glares towards me.

The prince led me away towards the door, the distance travelled in silence.

Bit awkward, I thought. My mind drifting to why he would even be down there, especially at 11 at night.

"Are you ok?" He asked as we entered the main castle hallway, the difference in quality painfully notable.

I nodded avoiding eye contact "yeah I'm OK, what were you doing down there?" I muttered. My hands now dusting off my clothes.

"I came to give you this, it's just a little something to wear for tomorrow. I didn't think that you might not have anything suitable." He smiled and handed the bag to me. "Go try it on, we can go to my room".

I look up suddenly "your room?? You can't have a servant in there." I state. He shrugs and walks on checking to see if I'm behind him.

"It's fine no one will see, plus stephan won't tell on us." He winks and opens the door to his room. This is the second time I've been in here and it's just as amazing to look at. "Come, u can change in the bathroom."

I nod and walk towards the giant oak door that lead to the unsuite. My hand opens the bag as I pull out the contents by the hanger, a beautiful black full suit paired with a pure white shirt and black shoes tucked neatly in the bag.

"Wow" I mumble as I begin to strip the rags off. I gaze into the mirror at my body, we don't have any of these in our rooms. I haven't looked at myself in months. My ribs are on show as my arms aren't the most impressive either, what happened to being jacked. I chuckle at my thought and begin to put on the clothes.

Although a little baggy around the legs and arms they fit great! A grin placed itself on my face as I spun in the mirror. "How is it??" A voice shouted from behind, I strut towards it and wonder out.

"It's great! Look at the tail, the shoes! Oh I love it. Thank you!" I set my eyes on him, his face set in a slight smirk as he looks me over. A small blush hits my cheeks as I look away slightly.

"You look amazing. Now, what do we do with that hair." He steps up now fiddling with the birds nest I call my hair. I let a nervous laugh put and shuffle my feet.

"We could always gel it back, I used to do that when I was home." I say, now fiddling with a strand that fell in my eyes.

"Good idea, we'll try it out tomorrow. Here take these, you can get ready and come straight to the party." I look down at the metal tub of hair wax and small pocket mirror then up to his smile.

I smile back. For the first time in this place I might have a friend.