Chapter 1

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Harry wakes up to the sounds of the birds chirping outside his window. He sits up and groans while rubbing his eyes. It takes him a bit to realize what is going on then jumps out of the bed in excitement.

"Yes!" He stands on his bed in excitement and starts jumping up and down with excitement.

"School!"

"You're this excited?" Harry's mother walks in with a surprised look on her face.

"I stayed up all night looking at normal people and how they interacted with each other. They communicate the same way we do in the palace except they don't follow orders or bow to certain people. They also seem so nice and caring to each other."

"You must get dressed if you want to go to school." Harry smiles as his mother leaves her son to get dressed. Harry claps his hands and one of his maids walks in with to pairs of close for the brown haired prince.

"Which one will look nerdier? If that's a word. The gray sweater vest or the checkered?" Harry scratches his chin then chooses his outfit. He gets dressed and walks up to his mirror. He looks at himself up and down and frowns. He feels like something is missing. 

"Your highness, is something wrong?" Harry turns his head to the side and shrugs.

"I don't know. I just feel like myself but just in weird uncomfortable clothes. "

"Here try these." The maid hands him a pair of large frames causing the young prince to cringe at the sight.

"What on God's green Earth are these?"

"Glasses to complete the look, your Grace. The lenses are not real so they cannot ruin your eyes."

"Hm." Harry puts them on and looks back in the mirror. 

"Perfect."

"These are the ugliest things but I think I can make them work. I must show Mother." The maid gives a bow and leads Harry in to the King and Queen's chamber. 

"Mother, I am ready for normal people's school!" The queen lets out a laugh and claps her hands. A butler holds out a bag for Harry to grab and examine.

"What is this?"

"Your bag for school. It has your notebooks and writing utensils for class." Harry has never seen anything like this but he thought his mother must know best.

"Honey, when you get to school please try and act like them." Harry nods at his mother with a smile.

"And Sherman here will drive you and pose as your father." One of his favorite butlers, Sherman, walks in with a fake mustache and a toupee causing Harry to almost die of laughter.

"Sherman, you look hilarious! Why would you torture him like this?" Sherman remains silent and Harry continues to laugh until Anne claps her hands to get his attention.

"We had to make it look believable, Harold. You better go now or else, you are going to be late." The queen shoves Harry and Sherman out of room and his butler leads him to the car. He opens the door for Harry to get in. He starts the car and begins driving towards the gate. The guard at the front gate salutes the car and begins to open the gate.

"Enjoy your first day, your grace!" Harry smiles back and waves at him as they head towards the school. 

"Are you excited?" Harry looks up from his phone and smiles. 

"Of course! I cannot believe Mother is letting me do this. When are we supposed to get there?"

"Your grace, we are here." Harry raises his eyebrows in confusion snd look towards the school as Sherman parks. 

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