Maria_Isa_
(Looking for a story with the girl on top? Well you finally found one:))
Holy f#ck.
I just ruined his pretty face. What the hell Betty, what the hell?!
"You got something.." I said cautiously, narrowing my eyes and sticking out my index finger towards him.
"On your face..." I standed a bit, leaning over the table and poking the potatoes on his face, trying to move it off and then accidentally poking his eyeball.
"ACK!" he yelped, his hand shooting up to cover his eye and accidentally hitting my face that was by his.
"OW!" I yelled, falling more onto the table. My stomach hit a bowl of soup, sending it flying at him and hitting him square on his head. His head went back like a whip, taking the rest of his body and chair with him- TO THE GROUND.
"Ow-" "OMG IM SO SORRY!" I tried to walk forward to catch him, forgetting there was a table in-between us, though I already started and knocked the table down-RIGHT ON TOP OF HIM- and sense I jerked in a fast motion-I LANDED ON TOP OF THE TABLE- the the food and drinks crashing on the floor as the stack of a prince, table, then me.... all landed on the ground.
All the other girls at the table are just sitting in their seats shocked. "Ohhh...myyyyy....god," Rose said, still holding her spoon of soup up to her mouth.
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What happens when two royal parents can't get their only son to marry? They panic, that's what. Dove was already almost 20, and they were getting old. In a desperate attempt to make him at least slightly-like someone, they fly him out to a little town in the mountains. 1 month, ten girls. Can Betty survive...?
Or better yet, can Prince Dove?