The Princess To Be

2nd Chapter

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Wiping my eyes with the softest tissue I've ever touched, I tried to clear my mind and made my way back to my normal and old self. I wore my normal clothes on which was composed of shorts and a top with slippers. I tied my hair into a bun that looked more like a brown golf ball on the top of my head.

I know that I can never bring back the past so, I just need to move on again.

Going down the stairs to the dining room, I straightened my clothes. I like what I'm wearing at the moment since it's the most comfortable thing on the world - my Barbie shirt. It's the shirt that dad had gave me 3 years ago. Even though I was already 14 that time, he still never failed to treat me like his only princess. Mom, dad and I were just like a royal family when dad was alive. Mom would be the still bossy queen, dad would be the considerate king and I would be the spoiled brat princess. Okay, enough thinking about those.

I continued to walk to the table after pausing for a couple of moments when I thought about the horrible past. I looked for mom at the dining room but she was nowhere to be found, but I just took my seat and grabbed the fork that served the pasta. Taking my first bite, mom appeared, coming from the kitchen, holding a plate full of golden and delicious looking fried chicken. Oh my god, am I drooling?

"What's with the fried chickens flooding that plate?" I asked staring at what mom's holding, not even glancing at her.

"Well, I had a new recipe for the skin of the fried chicken so I decided to cook a lot of it. You can invite Mary here if you want." Uhm, I find it weird that her attitude right now is a bit graceful. Since I have nothing to do after dinner, maybe spending the night with Mary would be nice. Even though I know that everything she'll talk about are gossips or about the upcoming promenade.

"Yeah, I will. Okay, let me taste those." I grabbed a chicken leg with my fork. The fork that hit the chicken skin made a crisp sound that was too pleasing for my ears. Yes, I think I'm already drooling.

"Wait, wait, wait. Why won't you invite Mary first before eating so that we can all eat it together?" she suggested.

"Fine." Then, I grabbed my phone from my pocket and texted Mary.

Me: Mary the little lamb, come over. Mom's got new recipe for her fried freaking chicken.

I waited for a minute then she replied immediately with the sound of beep from my cellphone.

Mary: Oooh, sounds like fried "freaking" chicken would be great! I'll be there soon.

Me: Who would take you here?

Mary: I'll let mom do the driving.

Me: Okay.

Mary: Okay.

Me: What is this? The fault in our stars? Hazel and Augustus? Haha.

Mary: LOL I still remember that movie. It was awesome btw. Okay see you there xoxo

I didn't mind texting back so I sat on the couch of the living room and waited for her to arrive. I heard a horn of a car which, as far as I know, is Mary's Mom's Car.

I opened the door even though she was just getting off the car. I was too excited to eat the fried chicken. You can't blame me especially because I know mom's a great cook.

"Hey." Mary greeted and I greeted her with the same words. I led her to the dining room and I had heard her sniffing the delicious aroma already.

"Now, do you understand my fried freaking chicken?" I asked. And she nodded in excitement and already took a sit to get a piece of the white meat. Mom, Mary and I had little conversations about school, but most of the convos were between them since I don't like communicating too much with mom especially about my personal life.