A Princess and Pauper Modern Fairy tale with One Direction

chapter 7

Chapter 7: Maggie's POV

Ughh. It must have been morning. I had a horrible headache. What happened last night? I didn't even remember. I slowly opened my eyes.

"Where am I", I asked out quietly to myself. I saw Paris, the British girl I met last night in the corner of the room. She had been on some serious phone call it looked like. I looked around the room. There were leather seats in rows of 2. A huge plasma screen tv. It was a very nice room but looked like a... OH NO! It couldn't be! I looked out of the window and there I was thousands of feet above sea level. "They didn't!"

I looked towards the back. There was a bathroom. I quickly got up and ran towards the bathroom. Ouch my back and butt had hurt from the previous day from the shower incident and my head hurt like no other word except the one in the book we all know never to call a girl. I ran into the bathroom and before I knew it there it was.

"MY HAIR. WHAT THE HECK HAPPENED TO MY HAIR?". What happened the night before? Those psycho british folks. I knew exactly why they were all a sudden being nice to me and why she bought and got me a milk shake. To drug me. Paris must of realized I was awake because her and Peter were waiting outside the bathroom for me.

"Good morning", he said smiling. I felt a rush of warmth run against me. I was furious!!

"WHAT THE HELL! WHY AM I HERE? YOU GUYS ARE CRAZY! WHEN I GET BACK TO WHERE EVER YOU GUYS TAKE ME I AM SOOOOO GOING TO CALL THE POLICE AND TURN YOU GUYS IN!'

With that Peter looked over at his iphone dialing some number.

"Who are you calling?" I asked. He began to talk to whoever it was on the other end.

"Yes she's up and let's just say she is no happy camper". He handed me the phone. It was her. What's her face. Oh right Emma.

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?", I said angrily," THINKING YOU CAN JUST DRUG TO ME ALMOST TO DEATH AND DYE MY HAIR. PLUS ABDUCT ME AND BE A FRAUD BY PRETENDING TO BE ME". She began to chuckle. She was totally who you would call "Two faced".

"I know don't you just love it. I think your hair is beautiful. I mean before it was kind of well ugh". She began to laugh with that annoying British accent of hers.

"You almost killed me".

"Well it looks like to me you are still alive and breathing just fine". My head hurt and so did my butt and back.

"I'm going to report you guys when I get to the police. You will be sorry".

"There's no need to hun. The police will believe me over you. My friends will just tell them that you knocked me out at the hotel and pretended to be me so you could have my fame and wealth." She showed a video of her dressed up exactly like me pretending to drug what was me pretending to be her's drink. "Evidence", she smiled.

"Well my friends will never believe that stupid lie, trust me."

"Aren't you just going to be like okay I will go along with your brilliant plan and pretend to be you for a few weeks. You haven't even heard what you will get in return".

"Don't care what you have to say. I'm not going to do it".

"What about that poor animal shelter being shut down that you volunteer at. They do need $100k by August and that leaves you guys weeks before then. There's no way you guys will get that money from those stupid fundraisers". She definately was annoying.

"NEVER!" I said, "It's not that you will pay $100,000 or that you even have it".

"Come on I'm royalty like I said. Why $100,000 may look like a lot, it's like my allowance per month. Besides daddy will agree to write out a check especially if it's for a charity that I want to help with. He's usually the one who makes me attend charities".