Nadia Pov
"OK have you heard of the backstreet Boy's?" Rachel asks me. I think. My mind draws a blank. I'm sure my face looks blank too. I finally give up and shake my head. She gets up and goes to her book bag. She rummages through it and picks out a CD. She puts it in the player.
"What are you-?" She cuts me off and shushes me.
"Just listen." I roll my eyes. She smirks. I sit and listen to the words of these backstreet boys.
Yeah
You are my fire
The one desire
Believe when I say
I want it that way
But we are two worlds apart
Can't reach to your heart
When you say
That I want it that way
Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a heartache
Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a mistake
Tell me why
I never want to hear you say
I want it that way
Am I, your fire?
Your one, desire
Yes I know, it's too late
But I want it that way
Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a heartache
Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a mistake
Tell me why,
I never want to hear you say
I want it that way
Now I can see that we've fallen apart
From the way that it used to be, yeah
No matter the distance
I want you to know
That deep down inside of me
You are my fire
The one desire
You are (you are, you are, you are)
Don't want to hear you say
Ain't nothin' but a heartache
Ain't nothin' but a mistake
(Don't want to hear you say)
I never want to hear you say
I want it that way
Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a heartache
Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a mistake
Tell me why
I never want to hear you say
I want it that way
Tell me why
Ain't nothin' but a heartache
Ain't nothin' but a mistake
Tell me why
I never want to hear you say
(Never want to hear you say it)
I want it that way
'Cause I want it that way
"you two are weird!" I hear a snakey voice say. I roll my eyes and turn around. Even though I know who it is.
"How are we weird?" I ask her. I shouldnt encourage her but I love seeing her that way. She glares at me.
"You two....." She trails off. She true to think of a comeback. Rach and purse our lips so we don't laugh.
"Were what?" I ask. She still trys to think of a comeback.
"You-"
"You-" I mock her.
"Nadia..."
"Nadia..."
"St-"
"St-"
"St-"
"St- then stop talking!" I say. She makes a face. She walks up to me. she's so close to me. She looks me in the eyes. I can see her soul. Its pitch black.
"You don't know who your messing with." She threatens. I touch my heart and look like I'm sad. She narrows her eyes.
"I'm so scared." I say. She stares at me. I give her a smile.
"You think your so perfect just because your a princess." She snares. I shake my head and let out a laugh.
"im no perfect but you think you are. How'd you do on your math test?" I ask.
YOU ARE READING
The Third Wale
Fanfictionbefore she died Princess Diana had a daughter named Nadia Jean Marie Veronica Adeline Sophia Elizabeth Aday Rose. She was 10 years old when her father walked into her room and told her the tragic news. She fell into a deep depression. She wanted h...
