I'll Never Be Royal

Chapter 1

"I'm sorry miss, but Walmart don't sell animals." I said to woman. I was getting annoyed by her behavior. I told this lady that we don't sell animals over ten times.

Finally giving up she left. Not before giving the middle finger. I rolled my eyes at her ignorant behavior and went to the next costumer in line.

I looked at the time on my phone and sighed in relief at the time. It is now officially 5:35 and it is time for me to get off of work. I wiped the sweat off my eyebrows. I walked out with a smile on my face even though I am exhausted. The parking lot was full, but I always parks my baby in the same spot. The smile wiped off my face as I looked at the scratch on my car. My screams of frustration filled the parking as I hopped in the car.

After 45 minutes of driving I finally made it home. Belle idmediately meowed when she saw me. I named her Belle because I was named after a princess. My phone rung as I picked up Belle and answered it. "Hello." I said.

" The prince is dropping by people h-" before she could finish I heard a knock in the background. I began to worry because of the fright in her voice. In the background I heard voices before the call dropped. I could barely sleep that night thinking about my friend. Shortly after falling asleep I was woken my a loud knock at  my door. Rubbing my eyes I walked down stairs with Belle following me. I swung the door open with a tired a expression. That was until I saw who was at my door.

The Prince's guards.

I gulped nervously while rubbing my arm. "How may I help you?" I asked confused by why were  they here. I can remember Isabelle say something about the prince. The guards stepped aside as someone walked up to me. He is hot.

The way his dark red hair was shining and how his light blue eyes twinkled at  how I was dressed. I looked down at myself. I was wearing a Pokémon shirt with a teen titans shirt and some bunny slippers. Realization hit me in the face. " I'm prince Eric Campton, the younger brother of the Campton family." He said.

My eyes blinked repeatedly as I stared at him. What the hell? I raised my eyebrows. His eyes widen like he remembered. "Oh yeah, I'm here to escort gorgeous young women around the age of my older brother,Jared Campton, age to compete for a month for his heart." He said with seriousness.

"How old are you?" I asked him. Eric looks like he is  early twenties. "I'm 18 years old Ma'am." He said with a proud smile. My eyes widen in complete shock. If he is 18 what age is his older brother.

" I'm 24, but how old is your brother?" I asked. Eric smiled with happiness. "He is 24 and you are just perfect for him." He said. I rolled my eyes.

Hell No!

I'm not about compete against some stuck up wannabe princess for a prince I don't want to marry. What is going on in that brain of his. He think I'm going to leave what I worked hard for.

I smiled with politeness. " I'm sorry but I'm going to have to decline that offer." I said while closing the door. I turned around to got to the kitchen but I got interrupted by a knock on my door. I opened it to meet the face of Eric.

"Who gave you a choice?" He asked with a smirk of his face before hands reached out and grabbed me.