Chapter 6-Royalty, cool

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Friday was the big party Jack was throwing. I went to work as usual. Christian and I had been getting along. We were now close.

"Hi beautiful", he said and raised my chin to meet his gaze.

"Good but I'm really tired school was hectic."

"Thank God I've graduated from high school all those wicked teachers that give excess exercises, notes and my worst enemy, homework."

"Wait till you get to college", I murmured under my breath.

"What was that?", he asked

"Nothing", I replied.

"Baby I missed you", Priscilla said as she entered the bakery. She kissed Christian and glared at me.

"I saw you yesterday.", Christian said.

"Still a few hours away from you really breaks my heart."

Christian looked as if he never wanted to date Priscilla.

I walked over to the counter as an old man walked into the restaurant.

"Shall I take your order?", I asked him.

He looked at the menu and said,

"I'd like a plate of macarons and coffee."

I joted it down and went over to the counter and took it out of the sandwich bar. Christian was usually quiet. In a way I brought out the inner him. I was getting a weekly salary of $45. So I lied to my foster parents that I was paid $20. They took the $20 from me at the end of last week and now I was saving the remaining $25 for a nice black safari blouse and light blue jeans.

The outfit cost $75. I guess I was also going to tap into my savings for it. I used to get a weekly allowance of $20 when I was first going to highschool and Mr. Moltan still had his job. I saved most of it up and now I had  $150 hiding under my bed. I was saving it for college. I was supposed to use it to buy my lunch for the week. But most times I just starved, sometimes Christy buys me lunch. But I don't take it. Only when I'm really hungry that I do.

Since I already had $25 I needed....Oh you do the math. I'm saving my brain cells for my final year exams.

But I think I need $45 to complete the money for my flawless outfit.

I went to serve the old man and he was  reading his newspaper.

"Thank you", he said and I went back to the sandwich bar.
Priscilla was there, she was getting the orders of some college girls. Priscilla ended up being the best waitress because of the incident between Clarissa and I. Mrs. Metta didn't fire me since I still made a lot of money for her.

Christian came from the kitchen and brought us more sponge cakes.

"Can I speak to you for a moment?", he whisphered in my ears.
I turned around as Priscilla was still busy with the college girls. Priscilla was in her final year of high school. She was actually in Starton high. But I never knew her. I did not know a lot of people in starton high.

"This might sound pretty crazy. But would you like to go out with me Saturday after work?", he asked in a shy manner.

"Su..re I'd love to", I stamered.

"Great", Priscilla came back when Christian and I were done talking.

"Look Ariana Moltan. I can ruin your life more if you don't stay away from my man.", she said wickedly.

"Priscilla I'm not trying to steal anyone from you. We were just talking."

"I don't care okay, just stay away from him. I see how you look at him. You want something more and I won't let you get it.", she said as she walked towards me meanly with the knife she used to cut the sponge cake in her hands. If I didn't know any better I would have thought she wanted to stab me. She slowly retreated back as she sae customers looming at us. She smiled at them and hugged me to show that nothing was wrong.

I was really freaking out thinking that she was literally going to stab me in the back and thrash my body in the back room. Since she gave the video of me falling to Stella who then broadcasted it to the whole school she became more famous.

She pulled away from me and went to the kitchen.

After work, I decided to pay a visit to the Mrs Stephanie Staolo.

I knocked on her door and I got no reply. After knocking two more times and trying her doorbell. She came out.

"So you came back.",she said and motioned for me to come in.

I sat down at her table and she offered me latte.

"So what brings you back?", she asked.

"Ms Staolo I  found out that Greensage is  a  country actually a kingdom."

"Yes, you are right but please call me Darcona Sparks. Agent Darcona Sparks."

"But the orphanage said...", she cut me off and said.

"Yes I had to use a fake name for your safety. You were born when the Kingdom of Greensage was at war. Your dad who was the crowned prince at that time was married to the daughter of the duchess of Greensage and her water broke when the Kingdom od Baselemovich striked.
The maidens that took care of your mother had to make her deliver in the palace since the hospitals were not safe. When you were born your grandfather decided that I should take you away so that you would not die. They payed me alot of money to bring you to America. I realized that I was followed. Since the king of Baselemovich wanted you dead. I decided to keep you somewhere that no one would never find you. That was the orphanage, I kept you there using the name Stephanie Staolo."

"But why didn't you come back for me?", I asked in shock. I was happy that maybe just maybe I'm really important.

"I had to wait for 5 years before the war died down. I went back to the orpanage for you and they said you had been adopted. I didn't know who adopted you and where to find them."

"You could have asked the freaking orphanage.", I said in anger.

"They told me who adopted you and where to find them. But they had moved when I went there. So I'm sorry I told your parents that you are dead."

"What!! I don't know why I believe you but if you are telling the truth. Then I will march you to Greensage and you would tell them who I really am."

I always dreamed of being a princess or at least to be rich or special and this woman is not going to ruin it for me.

"Do you want me to prove to you that you are really a royal?", she asked.

"Sure", I said trying to sound calm.

" Check behind your neck underneath your long dirty blonde hair. If you see a moon shaped birthmark.  Then you have one proof. Then on your leg, under your feet is a mark of the sun. It was carved onto your foot when you were a baby."

She brought a mirror to check behind my neck and there was the moon shaped birtmark behind my neck. It was as clear as day. I sat back down and we saw the sun carved mark under my left foot.

"Proof enough?", she asked.

I nodded my head.

"How am I going to get them to believe me?". One of the reasons why I wanted to take my position as princess of Greensage was because Mrs. Moltan was sas soon going to give birth.

"I don't know. But there is this occasion coming up. They are going to come to America for their royal banquet then they will have the royal ball. You could attend.", she said.

"Me, attend a royal ball.", I said in laughter.

"Look Ms. Sparks. This might all be true but I doubt I would ever be accepted as a princess. I mean look at me."

"But you can save the people of Grennsage from the evil hands of Aisha."

"Who is Aisha?"

"Your parents adopted her when they could no longer find you."

"This is enough for one day. I'm sorry but I can't save anyone."

Before I left we exchanged phone numbers and she also laid on me the burden of not telling anyone.

Hey guys I'm back from school. Tell me what you think about this chapter by commenting. Also criticism makes people better.



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