Chasing my PRINCE

Nostalgia

Narrator's Pov

It's been three days since Camilla moved to Rushtons. She's now busy on her music lessons, her ability to pick the lessons so fast amazed her tutor. She enjoys playing basic chords and keys. Perhaps, she's inspired while doing it. Speaking of inspiration!, who inspires her? let's hear it from her

Camilla's Pov

I dreamt of him last night, I was cinderella and he was my prince charming! I think it relates on reality, I hide from the reflection of Hya, the real princess in this story but the difference is, I don't have a fairy godmother. Hya, my sister! I'm really sorry, I think I really have a crush to your fiance, don't worry it's just a crush! please don't show your ghost to me.

Tomorrow will be my first day at school, I'm excited and besides I'll meet Charlie again. Our kiss keeps on flashing back on my head. Okay, this is just a crush! I can't fall in love with him. That's a big NO-NO. Someday, aunt Dolly and I will reveal the truth, as soon as she finds out the real cause of Hya's death, we'll tell the truth. I will also tell the Rushtons that I'm Hya's twin, their daughter. I don't know if they'll believe me or not. My problem now is the wedding, I can't marry Charlie, though deep inside, I'm very much willing to be her wife. Gosh! did I just wish to be his wife? infatuation at its best! I must stop dreaming of him now. I'll make a way to cancel the wedding.

I roam around to familiarize every corner and room of the house. I saw beautiful room where it has a lot of paintings and vases. The blue color of the wall compliments the plain white curtains. I take a glance of the ornaments. These stuff are beautiful and looks like vintage. I sit on the couch for awhile, when I moved my leg back a little, something beneath the coach bumped on my foot. What's that? I bend my body to check it.

"A notebook?" A black medium sized notebook. I shrugged it to remove the dust and webs on it. On the side it has a key hole. Where's the key of this notebook? I bend my body again to find the missing key, but I found nothing. Hmmh.. I'll just find it next time. I put the notebook at my back, I fastened it with my pajamas and hide it with my blouse. I'm about to leave the room but a small crystal vase caught my attention. Wow! this is brilliant, I lift the vase to see it clearer, I felt something on its bottom.

"What's this? a switch?" I click it and then the vase started to light in various colors. Amazing!

"Hya!" Someone called my name and I accidentally dropped the vase on the groud. It breaks into pieces and the lights vanished. It's aunt Cynthia who called, her eyes are furious and her face became pale. My hands begin to shake.

"A-Aunt Cynthia" I utters. I think she's mad.

"What have you done?!" she yell. I walked towards her to apologize, but she slapped my face before I was able to speak. I held my cheeks and face her again.

"I'm so sorry Auntie" I said while crying.

"You broke the favorite vase of my daughter!" Her daughter?

She picks all the broken pieces of the vase on the floor. I feel guilty, It's my fault and I deserve that slap from her. After picking the broken vase, she left the room without a word for me. I saw her cheeks filled with tears. Oh no.. I'm really sorry. I cover my mouth with my two hands.

I went back to my room, I'm still thinking about the vase. I should find a new one, but where? I need to talk to her, I'll do everything to obtain her forgiveness. I remember my mother, I miss her. I want to talk to her right now. Nostaliga is like a blade wounding my heart. I miss my old life, our village, the farm,friends and my chickens. But I need to do this, for my mother's sake and I want to know my real parents well, they're so kind and they give whatever I want and besides I still need to fill out some questions on my mind. I'll search for the answers, I need to know the truth. I won't stop.