The Princess To Be

1st Chapter

Author's Note:

As a reader like all of you, I know that all of us want a meaningful and memorable story. And that's why I'm giving you The Princess To Be. I created this one with a great inspiration so I wish you all would like it as much as I do.

I know that there are others stories like this one. But to be honest, this isn't like those. This has better twists and turn that you would would appreciate and the plot isn't just what's on the description. This has more hidden secrets coming.

Another thing that I'd like to say is that this story has very few Author's Note! I promise!

Because I know, as reader like you guys, you hate these kinds of notes since you all just need the great story.

Oh, and I published the first two chapters on August 2, so yeah.

So okay... *drum roll* Let's go!

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Everyday, I wake up with a memory that has been haunting for for a year and it never failed to bother me. That memory that changed my was-so-happy family. That memory that changed my personality. That memory that never removed the guilt from me. And that memory that changed my life forever.

I once had a perfect family. Two loving parents and me as their only daughter. A house full of memories. Vacation filled with fun and adventure. Laughs and chit chats as a family and a lot more.

But now they're all gone.

It's just me and my mother. Living under one roof. But not treating each other like a real family.

Everything changed because of me. And I never forget that since it has already scarred me for life. I just wish that the accident just never happened. I just wish dad is still here. I wish, the guilt never came to me.

Here I am, staring at the ceiling of my room, thinking of those thoughts again. Well, it's already been a daily routine to me for a year. How couldn't it bug me each day if I was one of the reasons of why my life has turned like this?

"Rianne! You're gonna be late so you better get off of that bed!"

Well, that my so called mother, demanding outside my door. Like that was not even normal. I looked at the clock near my closet and read 7:10 which means I have 50 more minutes before I get late. My mom said that I'll be late even though I still have plenty of time because she knows that I take long showers or bath.

I yawned long enough to wake my spirit a little bit, stood up from the bed, opened the blinds and got my towel. I went off to the 2nd bathroom of the house which was just outside of my room and then, took a bath. These baths that I get are the ones that soothes me from thinking way too negative 'bout my past. Which is always better.

After a long bath, I went to my room with my towel covering my body and I dressed up. I wore my black tight jeans and a red t-shirt printed with the words Just Go with It. I matched it with some lip gloss and powder then with my red flats.

I got out of the room and went to the kitchen where my mom always is to say goodbye.

"Mom, I'm gonna go to school. B-"

She cut me off. "No young lady. You're gonna eat first before you leave. No school unless you take your breakfast."

Wow. How caring. As much as I remember, she never cared for me for like 12 months. Now she's acting like the worried mother that she isn't.