The Bad Boy's Princess

Chapter 11

Justine's outfit for the birthday and Photograph by Ed Sheeran

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I turn my head quickly to the doorway to my room and see Anthony.

Plain old Anthony. Nothing special.

I mean he's special.

But he's not.. That person..

"Oh thanks. Did you buy this for me?" I ask, patting down my dress.

"Yeah, your father helped me though, and Justine." He admits.

"It's beautiful. Thank you Anthony."

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There's ten minutes until the guests should be starting to arrive, I realised once the party starts all my relatives are going to want to talk to me and I won't have time to eat anything.

I quickly sneak down to the kitchen, all the cooks are making their way to and from the kitchen.

I'm about to sneak inside when I hear the phone ring. I press myself outside the wall of the kitchen and hold my breath. I'm supposed to be upstairs waiting to make my grand debut as an adult. But I'm a rebel.

"No. You listen to me," I hear someone say, "She doesn't want you hear okay?" Is that Anthony? "You hurt her. If you cared about her you would understand. Stop calling. It's her birthday and she doesn't need some jerk ruining it." I hear a small tapping sound - the phone going back into the holder.

I quickly run upstairs. He was talking about me... To Jackson.

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The doors open for me and I walk out. People clap for me. I wave to them on the balcony, like the scene from the princess diaries movie.

I walk down the stairs and take my father's hand. He leads me to the middle of the ballroom and puts one hand on my back and the other in my hand, I put my spare hand on his shoulder and we dance to Photograph by Ed Sheeran who agreed to come and play for us.

When we finish the dance, my father takes me to meet the King and Queen of Denmark. Then the Queen of England, basically a whole lot of important people. Heaps of them.

When the Prince of Denmark is 'chatting me up' I look over to Justine and she's already making her way over to me. But sadly, before she does, "Oh Robert and Arabella may we get a picture of the lovely couple?"

Someone shoves me into Prince Robert and I grab onto him for support, everything becomes white, from all the cameras flashing. Someone - Justine I think - grabs me and pulls me away into the kitchen.

"Are you alright?" Justine asks.

"Other than the fact that now everyone is going to think Robert and I are an item yeah I suppose I'm okay." I say. 

"Well maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing. I mean he could be your rebound you know?" She explains.

"I don't want a rebound, I want Jackson." I say and lean against the wall.

"Well you can't have him Arabella." She says and grabs a cupcake, in which a cook slaps her hand and she drops it back onto the plate. "Just go out there and wait for him to ask you to dance or maybe even you ask him."

"I don't want to!" She shoves me out the door, "Fine!" I walk out to where Robert is, but he's already got another girl swooning over him. 

I suppose no guy wants to be with me.

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Short I know I'm sorry but I promise next chapter will get better.

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