The Royal

25 XD

Mason POV

I felt continuous poking on cheek, I tried ignoring it, but it continued.

"Agrhhhh stop it."

I whinned, trying to slap it away, but ended up slapping my own face instead.

I heard Amy's laughed, as I opened my eyes.

"Morning sleepy head!"

She whispered.

I chuckled getting up and then helping her up as well.

"Yeah right,.."

I smirk.

"Ok then, Today I wanna ride around!! Please!!!!"

I nodded.

"Ok, Let's go get changed into our riding outfits!"

Amy nodded.

"Yeah ok see you by the stables around 10?"

I nodded.

We then went to our changing rooms, I changed into a blue and black checkered riding jacket, black riding pants and boots, and a white t-shirt.

Then stepping out to the stables I find Amy already there, with a light green riding jack, tan pants, black boots, and white t-shirt.

She smiles and waves.

"What's up bro! It's been forever!"

I rolled my eyes.

"Amy you are not a guy!"

"Whatever you say...my dear servant."

With that she got onto her chestnut colored horse and me, my light tanned horse.

"Hey Tyson! It's been awhile hasn't it?"

I say hugging my horse, then hopping onto his back.

Amy sighed loudly.

"Uhgg Man Eclair I can't stand guys, there to dramatic, C'mon let's show em' whos boss!"

She and her horse Eclair then began to speed off.

"Hey! You're the one to talk!!! C'mon Tyson!"

Nathan's POV

I woke up to someone screaming.

I bolted up in bed, looking around frantically, finding Jack backing into the corner of the room with wide eyes.

"AHHHHHH!! SOMEONE!!"

He screamed.

Jumping off my bed, I dashed over to Jack.

"What is it?"

He turned to me, his wide eyes flashing fearfully.

He pointed his shaking hand at the window.

"P-p-p-p-p-p-p-PERSON!!!"

I looked over at the window, and yelped.

There was a doll like person behind the glass, her silky black hair waving in the wind and her beady black eyes staring into our souls.

Her hands were pressed against the glass.

I also backed up, and me and Jack both pressed up against the wall.

"AHHHHHHHH!!!"

We both screamed.

The girl in the window suddenly moved her lips, sorta like she was speaking.

My eyebrows furrowed, and I took a step toward her.

"No!! Don't move! She's probably putting a curse on us!!!"

Jack shouted, grabbing my arm.

I looked over my shoulder, smiling softly.

"But didn't you say I could do anything?"

Jack let go of me, pouting.

I turned back to the girl and went over to her, opening the window.

And the first thing she asks.

"Do you have candy?"

I stare at her dumbfounded.

Candy?

"What the hell..."

I stared at her, and she stared back.

"Do you have some candy?"

The girl asked again in her expressionless voice.

"Uhmm.... and why do you want candy?"

I asked her.

She stared into my eyes.

"A man on the street brought me to his van because he said he would give me candy and then he took me away. I was trapped in the room, but then a scary man came to save me. But I remember the man that gave me candy and what he said. He said to ask thugs like yourself for some candy."

I stared at her.

"What the fuck..."

I said, taking a step away, creeped out.

"What does fuck mean?"

I laughed nervously.

"It means... Candy in the grown up world!!"

Surely she won't remember it.

"Ok... Do you have fuck?"

My eyes widened and I took another step away.

I put a fake smile on my face.

"No, honey, I don't have candy."

I slammed the window shut, but before I did, the girl grabbed the frame and pulled it up.

I backed away a couple steps as she stepped inside the room.

She was wearing a black dress and brown lace up boots.

She looked up at me with her expressionless face.

"So? Do you have some fuck?"

"I was just-"

"Do you?"

I paused.

"...yeah."

I went to my bag and pulled a stash of candy out, throwing it at the girl.

"That enough?"

I asked her as she caught it.

She nodded.

"Yes, but can I ask another question?"

I sighed softly.

"What is it?"

She looked at Jack, then at me.

"Can I stay here tonight?"

We both looked at her dumbfounded.

"Stay....here....?"

She nodded.

"My mother threw me away outside, so I don't have a home."

Jack stepped forward, clasping the girl's hands.

"Of course."

He nodded at me, and I nodded back.

She nodded, walking over to the dresser, getting on a black T-shirt and black skinny jeans, black nikes.

She looked like a boy.

"What's your name?"

I asked her.

"London."

She answered, blankly staring up at us.

"Age?"

"13."

"Why are you here at the castle?"

"I want to see the prince."