It's been fourteen years since you've seen Tom Holland, your best friend from childhood. He was about to become King, and he needed to find a Queen. Your adopted family had struck a deal for an arranged marriage for one of their daughters. Your step...
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Today was the day we headed for England. You can imagine my horror if they recognize me. I will just have to sit it out and wait. We were boarding the plane when I realized I would have to sit with the barbie bots the whole flight there. The Holland family paid for the entire family for first class, but my friends were an addition so they would get put in third. I decided to switch seats with our butler, Mr. Barry, that way I would be able to sit with my friends. It's definitely a tight fit in third class but at least I don't have to hear them bitching and whining for five hours.
My friends, and I chatted away almost the whole flight before we realized we were about to land. I was very thankful because I really need to stretch my legs. My body aches were insane for sitting in the same position for that long.
Once we got our luggage, we were guided to a car. There was a fancy limousine, and then a standard taxi. I was walking towards the limo, but what I didn't realize was that Hailey had her foot in the way. She tripped me, making me fall in a pile of mud.
Great. I thought. Now I'm covered in mud. That is a perfect addition to an oversized hoodie, ball cap, and pants. No, I didn't want to wear fancy clothes. I thought these might hide me more. It's a lot of effort but it's the measures I'll take to stay invisible. Besides, I didn't really see the purpose in dressing up when we were traveling. We were going to have wrinkly clothes anyways so why not be comfy?
"Ew. You're covered in mud." Kayla squealed, as she gagged.
"I don't want to ride in the same car as Y/N, she might get my dress ruined." Hailey stated, as she turned to her mother for approval.
"Sis, your dress isn't going to get ruined-" Alex began
"No, your sister is right, Alex. We can't have trash like this hang around them. She might taint them, and then end up ruining their prospects." Lady Helga agreed following Papa in the car. He didn't hear any of this, he was busy conversing with the driver.
"Don't worry about it Y/N, come with us. They were born acting like an ass." Jess told me, as he helped me off of the ground. "Let's go, we wouldn't want to keep Prince Tom waiting."
"Quit the winking, you know full well that's not going to happen." I rolled my eyes as I got into the backseat of the taxi.
"It makes sense. He already knows you. Honestly who would choose those two face hags over you." Tyler reasoned.
"Exactly my point but she won't listen to me." Jess agreed, throwing his hands up in the air in exhasparation.
"She won't listen to anybody she's too stubborn for that." Andy laughed. "Besides, the prince might tell her what to do and she wouldn't like that."
"Though, it might become tolerable for Y/N. It depends how sexy he is. I'm sure she'll deal with many things if he's a hunk." Tyler joked.
"Oh come on guys, we were seven. That's gross." I said. "Promise me you'll help me with what I asked. Please."
