Chapter 9: Maggie's POV
We had just landed in London. It was beautiful here. Once I stepped out from the jet, numerous of paparazzis were waiting for me.
"Emma, over here!!", some would say.
"Emma is it true you left for America?" Some just asked me the same questions but I just smiled and walked with the two body guards that were waiting for me with Paris and Peter. The body guards lead us into a huge black limousine. I had never been in one before. I was sooo excited.
As I stepped in with Peter and Paris, the body guards walked towards different vehicles. Holy cow! There were cars surrounded all around me that were body guards. Just watching over me! As we drove off from the airport, I saw some very beautiful buildings. I even noticed the Big Ben. SWEET!
"Okay remember the accent. And here", Peter said as he leaned in, "Your contacts arent even." After he adjusted them I felt someone squeeze my hand. It was Paris.
"Aren't you just excited to see the place you're staying at", she said in a high squeal.
I nodded my head.
On the ride home, Peter and Paris told me it was not bad being royalty here. They told me about how about every girl wanted to be you and how all the boys like you. Plus you got to attend any fashion show you wanted, the hottest parties, and be interviewed by many magazines. Plus you could attend movie premiers and be back stage at concerts. All though it might sound like living the Latvia Loca, I still rather live back in Washington DC. All my friends lived there and even if it meant not being the Number one girl, I sitll rather be Maggie Lee.About an hour had passed. We were out on some beautiful land and were pulling up to some huge building.
"Here we are", said Peter excitedly.The place was massive! There was a pool and a tennis court as well. Plus it even had a nice beautiful garden. Then I realized. This is Emma's home.
As the butlers began to pick up the suitcases from the trip, a woman came out on the front porch. It was Emma's step mom Lacy. She had shoulder-length strawberry-blonde hair ,and blue eyes. She was a normal size and height. She wore a long, colored black pencil skirt with black simple heels and a white long sleeved button up shirt that was tucked in the skirt. She was wearing one of the royalty hats that were the style that Kate Middleton would wear with pearl earrings.
"Hello dear Emma," said the woman, "How are your trip?"
I looked over to Paris and Peter. They gave me the cue to go up to her and talk.
"It was okay," I said in my British accent. "The boys were okay and the food was pretty good."
"Yes I heard you left early because it wasn't what you thought it was", asked Lacy.
"Erm sure I guess".
"Oh well I'm sorry to hear that but I'm glad you came home early. I've got great news", Lacy said beginning to get excited. She grabbed my hands. "You'll never guess whose going to be at the Queen of England's ball next week."
"Who?" I asked trying to sound excited.
"Your favorite boy band silly".
"Oh yay! My favorite boyband?" I had no clue what this woman was talking about. But I kept trying to sound excited. She was definitely nice.
"ONE DIRECTION!!!!" It felt like she screamed that. One direction? Who the heck was that.
" Oh yaay!!! How cool". I looked over towards Peter and Paris. I mouthed to them while Lacy gave me a big bear hug, "Whose One Direction??"
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A Princess and Pauper Modern Fairy tale with One Direction
FanficEmma is a blonde haired, green eyed British royalty who only wants to live the normal American life. When convincing her father on letting her and her two best friends go on a trip to Washington DC alone, she meets her fate. She meets Maggie, the wa...