Royalty Goes Redneck

Day 1:

Once upon a time there was a princess. The thing about this princess though, she isn't amazed by the glam and glitter of what she is "supposed to be." This princess isn't materialistic. She likes simple, different and wild things. Of course the gourmet foods and boujie dresses are great. But she'd rather chill in her hoodie and eat donuts. People didn't know what to think of her, they honestly were afraid of her. They didn't like different. This princess often felt alone, and confused, because all she was doing was being herself and did what made her happy. When the princess turned 18. She hopped in her chevy, felt freedom for the first time, didn't feel bad because all she was really leaving was two black marks on a marble driveway. At least now they'd have to pay attention to her. As she was driving away, she dreamed of her simple, happy life ahead. She was Tennessee bound. She would let the stars lead her from there.

When she arrived she knew that she needed to make money somehow, so she got a job writing thesis's for famous authors. She always loved writing. She made enough to get her a little place overlooking downtown Nashville. She was living a dream. By day she was strolling the streets of music city, drooling at all the art, by night she was sipping tea admiring the sunset, and telling her journal how happy she was. This princess felt elevated. One day, when she was having lunch in a little cafe, she looked up from the thesis she was editing and saw a messy haired boy jump out of a jacked up Ford, and then behind him followed the cutest dog she had ever saw. The princess was used to tamed poodles. This dog was wild, curls bouncing as it walked beside the boy. She caught herself staring and looked back at her thesis. As she was starting to back into it, she felt a little brush against her leg. She looked up and smiled. The curly haired dog excitedly waiting to be pet, looked up at her. She laughed and said "well alright then." Then, messy hair came and said with the thickest accent ever "Stells, stop pestering this lil lady." The princess gasped, he was gorgeous. She said, "Oh no, she is adorable and i definitely needed the distraction." Messy hair looked down at her thesis and said, "You write?" Princess said, "Sorta, I actually edit what the more talented writers write." He said, "Sounds very boring, and not to mention like a headache." Princess laughed. "Hence, why I needed this distraction." He said "Are you from around here." Princess said, "No, but this is where I belong." With that, the dog jumped into her lap and licked her face. He said "Stells seems to think you belong here too." The princess laughed. Messy hair called Stella and they walked away. The princess never met a boy who wasn't trying to marry her. She smiled to herself, that accent and that face. Yikes. He's trouble.

The next day, the princess was on her way to her place when she saw messy hair and that curly headed dog again. She decided to walk up to him and before she could say hi he said "Hey, want to do something sometime?" She laughed and said "Eager are we?" But she agreed, and they went on their first date, and of course Stella was there.