The Princess in the Middle(On EDITS,DON'T ADD YET)

The Arrival

~~I dedicate this chapter to my BFF joshiecutie120500 for the awsome cover~~ :D thanks so so so much josh its so awsome!!

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"Where is he?" I say in an annoyed voice as I tap my foot impaitienly on the tiled floor of the airport's waiting room.

I've been waiting here at the Heatrow airport for nearly an hour,waiting for my father to pick me up.

"Where is he? he's never late" I groan,slightly worried about what could have happened to him as I sit down on the bench where all my luggage is.

"I've texted him 10 times, missed called him 5 times and still he hasn't replied once. This is so unlike him, he always calls or at least leaves a text.

He'd have better a good explanation for this. Making me worry about him like this,honestly.I closed my eyes to rest and pocketed my phone. No sooner had I closed my eyes my phone vibrated in my pocket, it was Dad calling.

I answered " Hey dad?"

"Hi honey!"he answered in a cheerful voice, in fact it was too cheerful that I knew something was definitely up. Dad never talks like this unless he was hiding something. Probably trying to hide the fact that he was late. "How are you?"

Nuh-uh not this time.

"Hi Dad, I'm great really and I can tell you are as well." I said into my phone. "Can we skip the formalities and get straight to it then?"

"Where are you?" I asked him. "I've been waiting for you for more than an hour now and you haven't answered any of my calls or texts." I told him through my phone crossly. Dad's a military man and he's always nagging on me about punctuality,not that it bothers me since its rare that you findhouse. This was wasn't my first time travelling alone, but it was the first time dad didn't pick me up or at least sent someone to pick me.

There was a long pause,which gave me the impression that dad was thinking. After a few seconds he gave his answer."How about Andy pick you up?"

Oh no , anybody but him!

"Dad, you're kidding right?" I asked him,my voice raising a pitch,or 3.

"Honey, please try to be reasonable-"he began but I cut him off "No, I can't stand being around him, you know that." I told him, pointing my finger

I sighed deeply, grabbed my bags and began walking to the exit. I hailed a cab and was putting my bags in the trunk I heard an all-to-familliar chuckle from behind.

Andy.

I ignored him and dumped the rest of my bags into the trunk and hurried as fast as I can to the door , opened it and sat inside and was finally going to close the door when somebody grabbed the edge of the door, shit so close..

"And where do you think you're going?" Andy's voice rang through my head like a gong..i could'nt stand it.I ingnored him and tried my best to close the door ,pulling it with so much force I swear I could have ripped the handle right off the door. "Aw how cute sis, trying to ignore me, you know its near impossible, with my looks"

Ugh, come on, I tugged harder on the handle, hoping for a miracle. But this gorilla was just not letting go.

"Um, excuse me miss, but are we ready to go?" the driver asked from the front of the cab,

"Yeah just give um.. give me a sec." I replied to the driver who seemed a tad bit annoyed. I tugged the handle with both hands this time.

Suddenly Andy said to the driver" I'm very sorry sir, but my sisterwon't be needing your services" then he opened the door and dragged me out of the cab, he then grabbed my luggage from the trunk and slamed it shut.