Defiance

The Dates

The Dates

The ceiling has so many dots on it, like wow. I wonder who decided to put millions of these tiny little dots on ceilings. He must have been super bored.

Like you? Okay, I'm really bored. My dad asked me to write my speech for the opening of the city Clymeria. I mean what could you really say? "I've lived in the United Union and it's a great place so Clymeria will also be a great place. Move to Clymeria!!" It all sounded so artificial, like I was some sort of Barbie. Like someone entered words into my system and a button made me spit them out. Why couldn't my father understand that everyone hates artificial speeches and artificial conferences? He literally shadows the entire kingdom to the real world.

Maybe that's why everyone hates you. You are the easiest target, being a 17 year old teenager. Maybe my inner voice is right. It would make sense to why everyone decides to take all their anger out on me. People would understand if they knew I had no part in my father's decisions, that I hate how he rules as much as everyone else does.

But you can't tell them can you? You have to hide behind the shadow like everyone else. Again, completely true. If only I could stand up to my father, then everyone would understand. But if I did, he would probably have me whipped in front of the whole kingdom for treachery and defiance.

"Lady Chrystia, you have a guest who is willing to see you." My maid Arielle said. There must be someone important out there or else she would not speak so formally. Arielle happens to be my favorite maid and she's only 19. She works at the castle to pay for her father's hospital bills. He has diagnosed with liver cancer last year, so she came to the castle to pay for his treatment. Arielle is my best friend in the whole world, and the only person I can trust.

"Thank you for informing me Arielle. You can send them in." I raised my eyebrows at Arielle and she shrugged in response. Once she stepped away, I saw who wanted to see me.

Jonas.

"Hey." Jonas spoke. I eyed him warily. I was not prepared for another argument with him. I really did not want to talk to anyone today. I was just going to lounge in my room until I had to go on the dreaded dates with those two boys.

"Hey. Um, is there something that you need? I'm kind of busy." Not. Well, I am busy counting the dots on the ceiling. Does that count?

"I just wanted to talk to you. If you're too busy, I can go." Do I need the company? I really wanted to spend this day alone, in my solitude. You are too lonely. Since when do normal 17 year olds count dots on ceilings? I motioned for him to come and sit next to me. What could he want? I mean, I thought our last conversation was pretty final. He pretty much hates me for ruining his life and making a fool out of our kingdom. Which is completely untrue, I care so much about the citizens of our country.

"So, what's up?" I lay back on my bed, resting my hands on my chest. Why don't people count dots on ceilings more often? It's the most relaxing thing I have ever done.

"Why?" Jonas lies next to me. I didn't ask him to lie next to me. Is that how boys work? They just do what makes them happy? No wonder Arielle is always whining about her 'no good, lying, cheating' boyfriend.

"Why what?" What kind of person just asks why? Explanations make the world go round, ya know. Imagine if no one ever explained what they meant. We would be living in one boring world.

"Why do you do this stupid competition? Why do you want to be the Kaapa? Why do you stand up on podiums with a bright smile when you know what's wrong with the whole kingdom? Why don't you ever hug your parents? I really don't understand you Chrystia." Jonas turns to face me but I keep my position. Why must this kid have such a big mouth? That's what I would like to know. I think that I would talk to him a lot more if he didn't open his damn mouth every single second.

"Ummm." Smooth move Chrystia, um is a great conversational piece. Did I even know the answer to his question? I can't believe I've never thought of why I do those things. "Well, I started the competition because my father thought that I should find a husband to rule alongside. I mean I want to be Kaapa because I can help my country out, enforce some new laws and make the country flourish, all that stuff. I smile at speeches because I like to make people happy. It's a way to show comfort and stability. And, I really don't know about the parents' thing. It's just not a thing we do." I took a breath, thinking over my answers. It was pretty vague what I said. I don't like the idea of opening up to people, it makes me feel vandalized. Like someone reached in my heart and pulled out my deepest darkest secrets, only to have them throw it all away the very next day.

"Great answers; you should really answer people's questions for a day. I bet you would make at least a penny a year." I laughed shortly. When was the las time I shared a full on laugh with someone. "One last question." I groaned then slowly nodded. "Why are you so formal and rude with all the guys? Any teenage girl would be swooning to have a dozen guys in her house at one time. Why not you?" The questions never stop do they? Stop distracting yourself and answer the damn question.

"Well I'm just uncomfortable; it's always just been me and my parents in the house. Maids and guards were always spoken to formally so what makes any of you special? Nothing. Because I've known my maids and guards far too long to speak to them like strangers so why wouldn't I speak to you guys formally? And I'm not rude, I'm strict. The shorter this competition takes, the closer I am to becoming the queen. I also don't enjoy have a dozen stinky, sweaty boys corrupting my already busy life." I get up and straighten my dress. I am so tired of all these conversations with Jonas. It physically drained me having to think about why I did all the things I do in my life.

"Well, I'm going to jet. Thanks for answering all my questions Chrystia. I'll let you get back to all the 'hard work' you've been doing." With that, he smirks and exits my room.

Hey you guys! Don't worry there will be a part two with the actual dates. This chapter was just a filler, to give you some insight on what Chrystia does in her free time. What about them questions? Why was Jonas so interested in her answering those questions? (QUESTION WILL BE ANSWERED BY END OF BOOK REMEMBER THAT BEEATCHES) Anywayssssssssss, I hope you enjoyed this chapter; I worked really hard on it believe it or not. BIG FAT ANNOUNCEMENT I NEED HELP. I need a cover for Defiance, if you are good at making covers or you know someone who is good at making covers, feel free to contact me. You can Private Message me and my kik is crazymimi35. I don't have any specific preferences, just that it has to relate to my book. Thank youuuuu. BYE MY FAVE BEEATCHES.

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