*Dean's P.O.V*
After what happened at the last class my ability to hide my emotions has started to crumble. She was just so fragile and seeing her like that just broke my heart. Doesn't she see how amazing she is? Hasn't she noticed how much I like her... No. I don't just like her. God, I'm falling in love with her. It didn't help that she said I was amazing. That is possibly the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me. Amara is the most amazing girl I could ever wish to meet, and seeing her break down thinking she wasn't good enough... Well, it crushed me.
But I'm not supposed to feel this way. Not about the Princess. That's why I'm here. In Forester's office.
"So why are you here Dean? Things seem to be going well with the Princess' tutoring." He said peering at me from behind his desk.
"Um, well, yeah. But, I don't think I can continue being her tutor. I'm sorry but I have to quit." I said, fidgeting with my shirt sleeve.
"You are joking right? You want to quit the best job you could ever get?" He said, chuckling mildly.
"No, I'm not joking sir. I'm not ready for this right now." I said, trying to think of a logical excuse without telling him the real truth. Which would surely get me in more trouble.
"Well, I'm sorry Dean, but I'm afraid that I can't let you quit. I am seeing a tremendous amount of progress with the Princess' classes, and I am quite certain that you are ready for this." He replied firmly.
"But Sir-"
"In fact, you will be escorting the Princess to the ball tonight to help her transition smoothly to the atmosphere." He said while organizing his papers as if this wasn't a big deal at all.
"B-but, I'm just a-a-"
"A servant? I am aware. Though you look nothing of the sort, and with a little grooming, we can make you perfectly presentable." He said while trying to make me leave the room.
I knew I had no choice so I quickly agreed to escorting the Princess and walked out of the room.
This was not going to go well. I know that if I see her again I am likely to do something I will regret later.
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*Amara's P.O.V*
I had just gotten back to the palace after the fashion show to prepare myself for the ball.
Oh man was it gorgeous, clothes I never thought I would be able to buy in a million years being presented to me on stage. It was one of the best events in my life since becoming a princess.
Not to mention the people! They were lining up just to meet me! Literally, they were in line. It was fantastic, they all seemed so fascinated by me being a princess when months ago I was just an average citizen. There were congratulations and praises everywhere, and I was so blown away I could barely respond.
Now, here I am being rushed and trying to get ready for the big ball in 2 hours time. I didn't know there were so many things that needed to be done in order to "Look Your Finest." They actually handed me a list.
Mani/Pedi
Skin treatments
Facial
Hair
Make-up
Gown
Accessories
Who knew that all of this was necessary. Worst part is, because it was such "short time" to prepare, this was a basic list of preparations. What more could they possibly do to me?!
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God Save The Queen
Teen FictionAmara is just like any other teenage girl, she has experienced great sorrow and great joy. She lives the typical life of a middle class Canadian, but little does she know, something big is coming her way. Can Amara gather up the courage to face her...