Princess Undercover ✔

F I V E | This Was Going To Be A Long Night

{Pic of Jennifer. Not Edited}

Song: Counting Stars

Artist (s): OneRepublic

Everybody has a chapter they don't read out loud.

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'Princess Paige you need to understand the danger you are putting yourself into.'

"I do understand Mother. just please do not send a Bodyguard to babysit me. I am capable of protecting myself" I replied to the Queen. I heard her sigh through the line.

'He will protect you. Not babysit you' 

"Mother please. This is the last piece of freedom that I have. Please" I begged. I got a call after school from my Mother declaring that she will be sending me a bodyguard. It's not fun felling as if your thoughts are being controlled by an electrode, and someone else is holding the clicker. If I was meant to be controlled, I would have come with a remote.

'Just stay safe. We cannot afford to lose you. I cannot afford to lose you' she choked. I was all my Mother had. My father died when I was very young. I never really got to meet him. 

"Mother, I will always follow the advice you gave me before I left. I will follow my heart, but will also take my brain with me." I promised. I was told not to forget my Princess side under the influence of other people. 

'Good night Princess' She hung up. It was around 7pm and I had absolutely nothing to do. if Mother was so worried about my safety then maybe I should improve my self defence techniques. I quickly changed into some black mesh yoga pants and worktop before heading to a nearby gym. Even though I was walking, I got there within ten minutes.

I headed straight to the locker room before the gym. The gym was more empty than full, but there were still a fair share of people. I had my wireless beats headphones already around my neck so I just lifted them above my ears before starting. I grabbed some gloves and quickly wore them. I stepped closer to the bag so that I could hit it, even if I rotated my hips behind the punch. Digging into the ground, the big toe of the foot on the same side of my body as my punching arm, I through the first push. I let the force from my toe rise up through my leg, then turned my hips and shoulders. I performed a cycle of four to eight solid strikes. Rested and evaluated how the punches felt. If the bag popped when I hit instead of just swinging, I did it right. If my elbow, wrist or shoulder hurts, I did it wrong. 

"Quite a workout your doing there" Someone said from behind me. My head whizzed around only to see a familiar face. I removed my headphones placing them back around my neck.

"What are you doing here?" I turned back around continuing to punch the bag.

"It's a free world, I can go wherever I want." He comes to stand next to me. I didn't reply.

"You're surprisingly really good" he leant against the wall staring at me. More like checking me out. He stood with a wife beater decorating his chest along with some grey sweatpants. all in all, he looked hot.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I stopped turning back around to face him. I removed my gloves putting them back in their original place. I walked towards the wall Noah was leaning on and sat down. He followed.