Arranged Marriage

Chapter-1

You know, it's not always easy to be a king and queens daughter. People always tell me I'm lucky to have wonderful stuff and a big home, but the truth is, I hate royal life! I've come to conclusion now that I despise it. It all started when we were having dinner in the dinning room with my parents best friends. Might I add they have a 18 year old son my age. His name is Reed. He's so arrogant and self-centered! How dare he sit there looking so smug! He has a tan complexion with green emerald eyes. He has straight white perfect teeth that I want to punch his perfect little mouth. His hair is silky blond that waves off to his ears. Damn, he's so handsome but his personality doesn't match his looks. As for me my names Willa and I'm 18 too. I have crystal clear blue eyes and long wavy light brown hair that cascades down my back to my hips. I'm not going to lie, I love my hair. I have slightly tan skin and have high cheekbones. I love to sing and play piano. I get most my looks from my mother but my eyes stay true to my dad. As you can tell I. Hate. Him. I always hate how both are parents are always trying to get us to have picnics with each other. We both hate each other. Plus I'm not even his type. He like the girl who dress slutty and have overly high confidence. I'm nothing like that. I stick to my normal silk gowns that cover enough to where men don't even give me second glances. My mother always try's to beg me to wear some of the clothes she's bought for me but like I said, I'm no slut. Reed always has a petty blond by his side. I lost track of how many "friends" he's had. As I pick my chicken apart, Reed decides to whisper, " psst Willa stop playing with your food", for right now I just ignore him and pray this dinner will be over soon. I'm only being polite because I love my parents and want them to be happy and if that means being polite with Reed than so be it. My father clears his throat and nods to Reeds father with a knowing look. Great, what going to happen this time, I thought to my self. I look over and Reed looks off... Like he knows there's bad news.
"Soooo" my father begins, "we think it's fit to tell both of you what's to happen." Reeds father picks up,
" to make our kingdoms stronger, you to are to get married." He announces. I'm beyond shocked. It feels like my choice in life has been stamp out in front of me. Reed just looks equally as shock but recovers quickly and says

" mother do you have a say in this??? Please say yes mother I cannot stand her" well that makes the situation so much better. Great job Reed, wow your so great why don't you just stop breathing and die please, thanks. No this can't be happening, I thought I had my life planned out, Maybe met someone cute get married have a couple of kids, throw parties but no it's already been laid out for me for who knows how long. I wanted to scream, kick and cry all at once, but I couldn't let them see my weak side.

"And if I refuse??" I bite out. " ha maybe let's not find out and do this the easy way." Reeds father says. HOW DARE HE SPEAK TO ME LIKE THAT!!!! I was infuriated with every thing. I look at my mom with pleading eyes and try to eye communicate with her but she smile genuinely at me as if nothing's wrong. That's it my last shred of patience has slipped through my finger tips.
" NO YOU CANT MAKE ME,I REFUSE TO MARRY THIS MAN!!!" I shout as I throw my napkin on the table and storm of to my room and slam the door shut. I fall on my bed and start sobbing my self to sleep.... I fall asleep thinking why me,why me. As I wake up my eyes flutter against the bright blinding sun. Part of my hair is stuck to the side of my fave by drool. My eyes feel crusty from crying all night. Then it strikes me, I'm getting forced to get married. Tears start to well up in my eyes. No. No way, I can't. I'll be singing my way into hell if I got married. I just want to be free but if feels like I'm getting suffocate with plastic. I get up and wash my self up then curl my long hair loosely. I freed in a long light silk pink gown. This is a little reviling but if I'm getting married I might as well provoke him with seducing him. Haha fat chance. He'll probably barf all over me. I'd never even had my first kiss! How could I make him fall for me. 

As I exit my room I heard my parents harsh whispering voices, "she's going to marry him whether she like it or not" my father states "and I agree with you but maybe we should send them to Paris and they can stay in a hotel sweet whilst we can stay here all alone" she purred. Ewwww that was the most disgustingly thing I've every hear. I might hurl. "Okay every thing is okay, even if I'm force to go to Paris, I can finally see the Eiffel Tower! Yes and then I can ditch him and finally let my dream come true!!!" I squeal excitedly.

" wow, first I knew you were crazy but I'm starting to question your sanity" he says as he smirks. " leave me alone, don't come near me. I hate you, you hate me ok? Maybe  we can pretend we agree on getting married and then go to Paris and then go our separate ways." I say thinking logically.
"Yes I think I like the sound of that idea" he states cockily. "Whatever" I turn to go but a hand darts out and grabs my wrist and pulls me towards them.  " who said I was done with you. Did I mention you look ravishingly drop dead gorgeous in that dress?" He says as he whispers right above my ear. I shiver in pure delight. " oh" he whispers huskily " so I do have an effect on you." I bite my lip and decide to push him away. As much as my body wants him, I know his real personality and can't fall for is tricks.