*I don't own Aladdin, I only own the Reader*
Reader is the little sister of Jasmine, Yes, she is a Princess like her sister but it's like she is under an invisable coat, No one notices her excpet her sister.
No one out of the castle knows who she is...
-Edited- * Hey just a quick note, I made this book when I was younger so sorry for like mistakes or things you guys find disappointing but please not hate on this as I worked hard on this but I hope u still enjoy!!!!*
(Readers) Princess clothing:
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i know that it kinda looks like Jasmines but i wanted something that was simple, but u guys can change the colour if u want.
Her going into town clothing:
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With out the heels, this is the outfit so yeah onto the story!
Hi! My name is (Reader) and I am the youngest sister to Princess Jasmine,
Oh, you have never heard of me. That is fine, not a lot of people know or remember me, even my own father does not remember me if I am not bending down into his chubby face!
My sister is the only one that remembers me as her family and if u count Twig, he is the second one.
Anyway.
I live in the castle of course, I share a bedroom with my sister, which can be a plus and a minus, I am pretty antisocial, and I only really walk around the castle or stay in the library and read my life away.
You may think that my life is boring but it is not always, when my sister is out meeting the princes wanting to marry her, I sneak out and go out into the city,
I walk with the normal people who push and shove, who have places to be and people to be with,
I walk in between the shops, with the shopkeepers shouting and screaming like monkeys at the people walking by to buy some of their stuff.
I play with the little kids that run in between the adult's legs like mice.
I give food and money to the poor that seat in the dark alleys like shadows.
However, my favourite thing to do is the tricks and dance in front of people.
I love seeing the kids smile so big that their cheeks are about to burst,
I love making the adults with their stone faces break a little smile when I shout out my humour and I love grabbing one of the people in the crowd, kid or adult and dance with them with the beat that the paid drummers make with their magic hands.
Whatever I do, I make people smile and laugh.
Nevertheless, there was always one person that caught my eye whenever he showed up; he was always in the deepest part of the crowd as he was hiding from something.
He had tan skin, Midnight hair, a little red hat on his head and had mysterious brown eyes, he also had a little monkey friend that I just wanted to grab his cheeks and squish them together like a grandmother would do to her gran-babies.
He would come to every single one of my shows and would always stare at me with a bright smile.
Yes, I could have grabbed him and danced with him but I was too nervous to, so I just left him and danced with others, but every time I danced with a male.
He would always have a frown and a glare on his handsome face and I guess that is why I did dance with males to see his cute jealous face.
After my wonderful performances, I would rush home and stay in the garden or the library before Jasmine comes in and complains about the latest jerk prince.
Therefore, that is my life, and I hope you stay for the boring ride, but who knows something interesting might happen.
