Unbroken

Chapter 5

Groaning I roll over at the sound of feet pattering around my room. What is she doing? Opening my eyes I close them right back trying to get use to the bright lights. Looking at her clock I see it is five o'clock. What is she doing up this early? Doesn't she need like her beauty sleep or something? Looking at the closet I can see her shadow moving around till she finally walks out.

"Good you're up get dressed we have to head down for breakfast." Breakfast? Since when did we plan to go out for breakfast?

"Where are we going?" Standing up I rub my eyes. My first class isn't until seven-thirty.

Rose starts putting on her makeup while looking at me through the mirror. "We are all required down for breakfast every morning. No excuses, no matter who is here." Great breakfast with the royal family. Going over to my bag I take out the ripped jeans and over sized shirt.

This will have to do. It's not like I own a fancy wardrobe full of fluffy dresses that make me want to itch every two seconds. "No!" Dropping my clothes I turn around startled. "You can't wear that. I picked this out for you." Catching the clothes I look at them in disgust. She wants me to wear this?

"I am not wearing that."

Rose struts across her room throwing my clothes in the trash can and pouring her makeup remover on top of them. "You have no choice now, cause your not wearing those." She gave me a dark blue high wasted flaring skirt with a cream spaghetti strap crop top with nude heels.

This is so not my style, but I am not going down there naked. Rose goes back to doing her makeup, but not before she sends me a wink. "You win this time." Changing into the clothes I stare at myself in the mirror.

"Hey, isn't it going to be cold today?" I ask looking back at Rose.

"Here's a jacket." Taking the light jean jacket I slip it on and pull it tight. It doesn't look to bad. "You look much better." I guess. "Now it's time for breakfast with the family." Lord please save me before I do something that I know Catherine will want to kill me for.

"Oh and just so you know my brother and his friends will be there also." Rose smiles as she walks out. Following her I speed walk down the hall trying to catch up to her.

Once she reaches the stairs she turns around to see me hobbling ans panting. "Where did you get these clothes from anyway I thought you always had to dress modestly?" I would have never thought I would spot her in clothes like these.

"You can make anything look modest. With a crop top I wear high waisted pants, and if a shirt has cut outs in the back I just wear a jacket to cover it up." Smart, to bad I love cut outs so I won't be covering those anytime soon. Walking down the grand staircase we make a left walking down another hall till we turn again arriving into the biggest dinning room I've ever seen in my life.

"Mother, father." Rose kisses them both on the cheek while I nod.

"Arabella good to see you're taking out the trash." The King stares at me making me freeze. What does he mean by that, I'm taking out the trash? Does he mean that I'm the trash?

"Sir?" I ask confused as we sit down on the opposite side of the queen.

Rose glares at her father before turning towards me. What he means is the clothes your wearing. He doesn't like them because they show a little bit to much skin for him. You know how fathers can be. He thinks I am going to let you keep them." I wouldn't know. Since when my father was alive I never wore clothes like this.