As I wake up, I feel the sun shine on my face through the window to my right. It burns my eyes as I try to open it. I run as quick as possible to the blinds and close them roughly. I hate mornings. I just want to return home, to the Underworld. Many people think we aren't real, but we are. My father, King Adam Ronalds, is the King of Paratorya. I love my Kingdom, but the royal family had to flee away because of an attack from our "neighbors," City of the Moonlight. However, my father did not leave his people to suffer; he is commanding the Army of Paratorya. He, unfortunately, sent me with my elder brother and his wife to safety... We emerged up. I prefer the underworld, and I didn't want to leave my people, but my father insisted I leave with my 23 year old brother, and his 4-month-pregnant wife. He was protecting us.
Only a few governmental officials know we exist, so we are technically Americans, and have all the due rights or whatever they call it. We have schools and hospitals in the underworld. It is basically another city, just like New York, but underground. We are humans who hate the sun. We are completely normal. We sometimes come up for rituals, and celebrations, but not for long.
On official documents, my name is Paige Ronalds, but I am known as Princess Luna Grace, or Moon. My friends call me Moon Grace. All of the teens, kids, and women are with us in L.A. My best friends actually live with me, Helen Lunar, and Dai of the Moon. As you can see all of our names are moon related, because it is what supplies us with energy and not sunlight. My brother's name is Prince Erick Moonlight, and I just call him Rick. Officially he is Rick Ronalds. He is one of the few men who are not fighting with the army because he has a pregnant wife and a younger underage sister.
I am only 17. My best friends are also 17. We still have to go to High School which is starting on September 7th, 2014. We are going to be seniors. School here is not different than my old school back home, there are cliques and bad cafeteria food, strict and annoying teachers that could kill you from boredom, and of course the Jocks. I am technically one of the most popular girls in my school because I am President of Student Council, and Model United Nations. I am an NHS member and I am a PAL of my grade for 4 consecutive years. I get straight A’s and I have a GPA of 3.8. Besides being a Princess helped with the popularity and the Jocks never bullying me or my friends. They aren’t Royalty, so they were bullied quite a lot before I was their friend in 6th grade.
Just like any 17 year old, I have a crush, a crush on the most forbidden person, Jay Night. Jay Night is my Vice-president in both MUN and SC. He is also one of my close and best friends, but he is a Jock. Jocks can only date cheerleaders. It is like a ritual that can’t be broken until we reach University. And the fact that he is already dating a cheerleader doesn’t help my situation.
After thinking about what happened to me in the past few weeks and my city, I just want to return back to bed and sleep until everything returns to normal, but no. I have to wake up in the morning and live like the stupid human beings who like the sun.
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This is the second chapter to Why We Think. hope you like it and give me some feedback if I should continue the story :D
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Why we think?
FantasyWe think because of our brain cells merging and firing together but what is the real reason behind thinking? We think because we are curious. What does curiosity help in? Here is a short story on how curiosity killed the cat....
