Wallflower

Five

          "Sonya, did you watch the news this morning?" Lucas asked. 
          Sonya was overcome by a sense of fear and nervousness. "Yes." Her quiet voice rang about the room. 
          "Princess Nia was killed in the arms of that evil man. We don't have an heir to the throne now." Jessica had no idea. "Well, unless the rumors are true."
          Sonya acted surprised as she was instructed. "What rumors?"
          Lucas covered for Jessica. "It was said that the girl who died is a fake. The king would not have let his own daughter die just like that. No fight or nothing. Nia is his only heir to the throne. The girl that died is supposedly a servant's daughter."
          There was silence and I could feel the heat rising to my face. Sonya couldn't say anything. My mind raced with thoughts. She couldn't. No, she really wouldn't.
          Before I knew it, I was out of the bathroom and in the middle of the living room where they were seated. Sonya looked more than relieved. "Ni- I mean- Amber, what are you doing?"
          "Oh," I said with worry. "I am just getting a drink of water. Kay and I are dancing hard in there. Man, I am worn out all ready." I slipped into the kitchen and got a glass of water in silence. Then a second for Kay. "Jessica, your daughter is one amazing dancer."
          "Why thank you." She looked as if there was a huge secret we were hiding that she was trying to uncover. Jessica wasn't wrong, but we wouldn't tell her that easily, nevertheless, at all. "Kay, we need to go. I believe we have overcome our stay."
          It hadn't been but fifteen minutes, yet I was relieved as we wished them goodbye. "Come and visit again. Thanks for the cookies, by the way. See you later! Bye!" The words rang out as they were shoved out the door and onto our sidewalk.
          Sonya took a deep breath. "Oh, thank you for saving me. I don't know how much more time I could spend alone with them. They were getting suspicious the moment I let them in the door. Our expensive belongings don't belong in the town. We are in the poorest of towns."
          "You know what? We don't know how long we will be here, we might as well learn to fit in. The time as a normal person will help us. Me, to rule. You, to get time off from serving two people and actually having someone to help you."
          "You are so right. But still, weren't you sick of that neighbor girl?" she asked with a sly smile spreading across her face.
           "I was getting annoyed that I had to play with a girl six years younger than me just because I said that it would be fun someday. I meant in the future. Like, the future where we won't be here." I laughed and smiled with Sonya at my own words.
          Then I could hear the radio booming a new tune. "Hall of Fame" by The Script was putting us into a great mood. It made me feel as though I was the best. Really, Rue was. She died and I lived. It was my duty to make it without telling a single soul.