The Gathering

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. "Why do l have to do this again?" I questioned Melissa. She was setting up a get together here in the palace. She was too busy going over activities, food, and drinks that she didnt even recognize me. I asked again with a lot more attitude than before. Might as well have some fun with this. She stopped and slowly turned around to face me. "Wanna try that one more time, hun? With some sense this time." She said with her hand on her hip, and placing all her weight on her left leg.

I giggled. "I just wanted to know why I have to participate in this. That's all." I said with a sweet, innocent voice. "Mhm, that's what I thought." She said."We're having this mandatory party so that you can make friends." She said with a smile. She thinks she's slick, huh? I thought to myself with a chuckle. "I have lots of friends," I paused, grabbing a bunch of air and holding onto it as if it were a person."See? This is my best friend,Patricia, and she says she loves your hair." I say with a British accent, while both motioning towards her hair and stifling my laughter.

Melissa laughed. "Stop being so silly and go get ready. The guests will be here in a few." She said quickly, trying to get away. She hurried off when I realized that she waited all this time to tell me they were coming so soon. "Really?!" I said loudly when I heard her giggle. "Thanks for the warning." I sarcastically mumbled under my breath as I sauntered up the stairs to get ready.

When I got to my room and headed towards my closet. I stopped at the entrance and took a deep breath. "Here we go. I won't be surprised if I ended up in Narnia" I chuckled.

It took me about thrity minutes to get prepared, but I found my outfit.

After picking out my clothes for the get together, Stella had informed me that the guests were here. I hurried down stairs and went into the den, where I followed the light voices I heard. There I found, Stella along with a few other people. They looked around my age. "Hi, everyone. My name is Reina. How are you all this morning?"I asked politely, with a smile.

A guy with deep red hair answered first. "Wassup, princess. I'm Rocket." He said with a head nod and a small smile. Then, I heard a toilet flush. Thinking nothing of it, I waited for the next person to introduce themselves. But right when a guy with a lot of tattoos was about to speak, an exact replica of Rocket came out of the restroom. Only this one had blonde hair. Rocket told him to speak to me. Blondie turned to me and sported a flirtatious smile in my direction, showing off his pearly whites. "How are you? My name is Chris, but my friends call me Bolt." He said with a deep raspy voice that knocked the wind out of my lungs and made my knees almost go weak . He was so fine. He chuckled at my sudden loss of oxygen. I'm glad he finds this funny. I thought to myself.

The guy that was about to speak earlier, started his introduction again. "Hey, I'm Kevin, and you just made my morning so much better." He said with a silly, exaggerated voices. I giggled uncontrollably at his unexpected goofiness. He continued with, "Can I get your number?" He said putting and emphasis on 'your' with the silly voice. After all the laughter died down. The girl next to him only stated her name. Call me Bambi. She muttered.

When we were done with introductions, we just sat and talked for hours. It wasn't until a group of royal-looking people came in, that I realized that this gathering wasn't for me at all.

Melissa and my dad were discussing the coronation without me. I'm officially pissed the fuck off.

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