A Princess and Pauper Modern Fairy tale with One Direction

chapter 1

Chapter 1: Emma's POV

I had just woken up. I had only slept for a few hours. I was so excited. Today was the day. The day where i would get to go to America for a few days on my own with no Daddy and no places I had to be or duties to do. For once I would get to go to America on my own. Sure it was only for two days but that meant no body guards constantly watching me, no fancy dinners to attend, even no community services to go to. I know it sounds bad, but for me I had been to sooooo many community services that it felt like I was saying the same words over and over. "Thank you everyone for coming! Please donate for the so so so charity. The money is going towards blah blah blah".

My name is Emma. I'm eighteen years old. I attend my first year of college next semester. I am what you would call a "royal". My dad is one of the princes in the royal family of England. I'm second cousins with Prince Harry and Prince William if that makes sense. My dad is constantly attending meetings around the world so I barely see him. My mum passed away when i was seven. Though it was a young age when she passed, i still remember everything about her. When I was twelve, my dad remarried to my step mum, Lacy. She's nice and all but I only refer her as my dad's wife, not a motherly figure in my life. It's hard to accept anyone other than Maude, a family friend and caretaker of me, to be close like that with me. Anyways I had woken up. Though I had gotten only a few hours of sleep last night because of how excited I was for the trip, it seemed like I was wide awake not even feeling 1% tired. I had gotten out of bed. Quickly I turned on the water in my bath tub. Usually the maids will get it started for me but I needed to act like a normal girl. One who doesnt have people doing simple things like that for me. I had walked over to my closet. Hanging on the door knob was my outfit for the day. I had picked out an American flag sequinced tee, black mini skirt, and my fav L.K Bennett platform pumps . Before I knew it, my bath tub was ready. I walked into the bathroom grabbing a clippy and wrapping my blonde hair into a high bun. I didnt have time to get my hair washed plus it wasnt good to wash your hair everyday and I had washed my hair yesterday. With that I plopped into the tub relaxing and enjoying the morning. I turned on the jacoozi button until I heard a knock on my door.

"Miss Emma are you up".

It was Maude, my caretaker and second mother at heart. I had gotten out of the tub and placed around my body a hot pink robe on myself while walking towards the door.

"Morning Maude, isn't the day glorious", I preached excitedly.

"You havent even been outside today and you are up extra early this morning. I figured too excited for your trip to the U.S", Maude said smiling.

"Yes Maude thats why I'm up. I mean finally it was time that Daddy let me do something on my own with no one to tell me what to do. I finally get to experience America on my own discovering the culture and what its like to be a normal American, though I wish it could be longer."

"You do remember the deal you made with your father, right Emma?"

"Yes, yes Maude. He said I could go to America for two days on my own with my two best friends, Paris and Peter as long as I attended the conference next week. "

"That's right", said Maude, " And what else?"

" I had to behave and not get into trouble", I replied making a puppy face. But it's not like I'm a huge trouble maker. Sure I spiked some of the guests drinks at some of the events I was forced to attend but it was only a dare. And the girl who I put crickets in her purse was totally asking for it. She was rude and snooty.

Maude had walked over to me. I was an inch taller than her. I was 5"6, while she was 5"5. I had known Maude since I was a baby. She was the caretaker of me. She was in her mid fifties, had dirtyblonde hair with some grey streaks in it. She always had it in a low bun parted in the middle. She was good friends with my mum before she passed away. She was the one who would tuck me in bed when I was little and would read me bedtime stories. Sometimes the stories were about my mum and how great she was. She looked over towards my bathroom.

"I can see you started your bath".

"Um yes I figured I didn't need your help and could start early since I woke up so early."

"Well do you have an outfit picked out? Dont forget to bring a jacket. It might be chilly".

"It's summer there", I said, "and Im wearing this today".

She walked over and looked at the outfit I picked out.

" Don't you love it," I said proud of the cute shirt I chose, "It's so what an American teenage girl would wear".

"I dont think Americans regulary wear the Nations flag on clothing daily but it sure is a stylish shirt. Have you eaten yet".

I had almost forgotten. Breakfast! I wasn't a big eater when it came to breakfast, in general. I mean I ate but got full imediately after the first few bites. I know weird. I had no appetite for breakfast. You know that feeling when your feeling absolutely anxious about an event about to take place or something about to happen and your stomach is not hungry at all, well that's how I feel.

"Actually Im not too hungry but some coffee will do!", I answered smiling at Maude.

"Emma thats not breakfast. I will be back in twenty minutes with coffee and some real food. In the meantime make sure you have everything packed for your trip."

With a quick goodbye, Maude left my room. I finished my bath that morning and got dressed up. I would be going to Washington DC for my two day visit. Peter and Paris would be staying with me at the Washington Plaza hotel. It was only four stars. I usually would stay at five star hotels but I needed to down off the royal life. The best part about my trip was that there would be NO PAPARAZZIS! I usually am stalked by them in London but I figured being in a different country for just fun and no charity cause would make them stay away from me..

That morning I finished my bath, got dressed, and curled my long blonde hair. After that I brushed my teeth after eating the breakfast the two cooks downstairs made me. They always argued who made the best food for me. There names were Gloria and Georgia. After brushing my teeth, I did my makeup making my green eyes stand out. Then finally it was time.

Peter and Paris finally showed up by eight o'clock all ready to leave.

"You look fabulous girl", sparked Peter.

"Yes Emma I agree, you are rocking those L.K Bennett platform pumps", Paris said agreeing with Peter. Peter and Paris were the bestest most stlyish friends any girl could ask for. They both had my back. Peter was 5"8, had dyed golden blonde hair with blue eyes. He would always wear hats that complimented him. He was working for numerous magazines including Glamour girl with getting the models styled up for the fashion shoots. Thats how he met Paris and I. Paris was my beautiful other bestie. She was a professional model that was 5"10. She had long, dark brown colored hair with green eyes. Her eyes reminded me of a cat's eyes. How stunning their eyes are. It looks like they are glowing almost. She was beautiful. Nope she was gorgeous!

"Thanks Petey and Pari", I said in an french accent.

"Can't wait for this trip. We are going to go shopping, site seeing, eat at fabulous restaurants, and most of all, said Peter, we all joined in,

"BOYS!!".

That day we left on one of Daddy's private jets for Washington DC. We watched some episodes of Gossip Girl on the way and then had our fair share of gossip.

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