My life as Camille Spencer

Pointing daggers

Camille entered the ball room, and she could fee the many eyes staring at her, yet she continued her trip to the table.

Maybe Camille was really an idiot, for forgetting such an importing thing in the story line..... but she had already gone this far, so there's really no going back.

To be honest with herself, Camille didn't care much for her image, of course, she didn't want to be viewed as a stupid idiot and a pig, but rumours about her ugly looks or mean personality weren't a big deal, since they could be proven wrong easily.

But to disprove being stupid is much harder. If there's a rumour about you being stupid, you need to act flawlessly and perfect, to escape that rumour, but that was never happening for Camille.

So, Camille made it to the table where the noble ladies sat along with the princess. She was hardly breathing while walking to there, as it was very suffocating with all of the stares.

She sat down on the seat she remembered Camille sat previously, and exhaled. In the novel Camille wanted desperately to get into the princesses friend group, but the princess had no intention for her to be there.

And Camille was not exactly a perfect angel, with her bad temper, she drive the princess even more away from her. But this time, Camille has no intention of doing that, so she should be fine!

The information of this being a test of the Princess has been leaked, and some ladies have come prepared for war, it's seriously scary to think people have insults they planned and wrote back at home.

Camille, in the corner of her he, saw the majestic honey cake slices on the cake tray among the other cakes on the table. Camille almost started to drool, but stopped herself quickly.

But the worst part is that she can't eat until the princess says it's alright to eat, and it doesn't seem like it's going to happen any time soon.

When all of the noble ladies who's debutante it is today, sat down at the table, the war started, at least to them. Camille was containing her urge to get up and cram the whole honey cake on her plate.

-Hello, Ladies. It's a pleasure to spend this delightful (but certainly not for you) day with you! I hope you have fun (I'm the only one who'll be having fun).-Said the Princess. The Second Princess was a very popular person. Not just because of her beauty, but because of her smart personality and the parties and balls she throws were amazing beyond belief.

The Second Princess had Scarlet hair that went down to her waist, it was said to be so smooth and straight, that your fingers go through it like water. She had beautiful green eyes that could see everything and anything. Nothing escaped her sharp gaze. She would be one hell of an it in Red light, green light.

Camille was getting weird looks from people, that basically screamed 'What is she doing here?' 'Ah, I heard she's stupid, no wonder she's not saying anything' 'you are ruining the mood of this ball' It did hurt a little, but it was something Camille could bear with, knowing their just going off of rumours.

-Oh my, Princess, is that your brother?-One of the ladies said, pointing at the direction of one of the entrances of the ballroom. In the doorway stood a very handsome man. Camille froze, this is escalating too quickly, the heroine could arrive before I could even eat my honey cake!