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Commoner Antonelle
"Father, please. Before I can be crowned King, I want to know how it feels to be normal," I practically begged my father to allow me to study in a normal university like Branwell.
He says it's too dangerous. I would be living a public life there.
Am I not already living a public life? Everywhere I go, even just for a morning stroll at a local park, I see a lot of paparazzis taking a bunch of pictures.
Everything I say and do is such a big deal to them. And for once, I just want to feel normal. Not Prince Christophe, the Crown Prince of United Kingdom. Just Christophe, still a typical guy.
After a few more convincing, he finally allowed me.
I finally had a chance to do every normal guy do.
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I personally enrolled myself and met the staff and personnel of the school. They said I could start the following week saying they had to prep the students for my sudden addition to the school list.
I agreed, saying I need time to prepare myself for this new adventure of my life as well.
I hear the teacher, Miss Lopez, I think, give a few words before I come in.
I entered the room quite shyly. I mean, I've been in a lot of situations. Press conferences. Graduation rites. And all the other bunch of those in this world, But, I've never been in this situation before, like meeting classmates that is.
I looked around but someone caught my attention. She had beautiful chestnut locks. Intelligent dark eyes. I suddenly felt my heart leap. I promised myself I would get to know this angel from above.
But before I could zone out, I caught myself.
"Why thank you, Miss Lopez. It's my pleasure to be here. I am Prince Christophe but I hope you will just call me Christophe," I paused. "I am really really happy to be here. I've been in palace for nearly my entire life and I wanted a change. A chance to feel normal. And so I am here now. I really want us to be friends. Please, never hesitate to approach me. After all, I'm still just a guy," I smiled, finding my confidence finally.
"This is definitely an adventure I'm willing to take alongside you all. I hope we call all learn from eachoth-," I heard somebody sigh in exasperation. I was cutoff in mid-sentence The students were staring at her. The angel who caught my heart at first sight. So, I took the chance and asked.
"Is there something wrong, Miss-..." I trailed off, not knowing her name. She then stood up , crossed her arms over her chest and pronounced her name clearly.
"Walters, Your Highness. Antonelle Walters," she said. Was she mocking me? But then, she had the perfect name for a perfect angel.
"Well is there something wrong, Miss Walters?" I asked her.
"No, no. There's nothing wrong. You can carry on telling us how happy you are to be here," She said smugly, raising her eyebrow at me. And sat down in her seat.
She sure earned a lot of nervous stares and snickers for what she did. But she also earned my respect. How ironic. I looked at her in amazement. She was one brave girl and that made me admire her more.
She saw me looking at her. So I winked at her and smiled my trademark smile. She sighed and rolled her eyes. I had to work so damn heart to win this girl.
I agreed, saying I need time to prepare myself for this new adventure of my life as well.
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This was it. My first day to school. I know that sounds rubbish but it felt kinda good. Being in a normal school, studying like a normal student.I hear the teacher, Miss Lopez, I think, give a few words before I come in.
I entered the room quite shyly. I mean, I've been in a lot of situations. Press conferences. Graduation rites. And all the other bunch of those in this world, But, I've never been in this situation before, like meeting classmates that is.
I looked around but someone caught my attention. She had beautiful chestnut locks. Intelligent dark eyes. I suddenly felt my heart leap. I promised myself I would get to know this angel from above.
But before I could zone out, I caught myself.
"Why thank you, Miss Lopez. It's my pleasure to be here. I am Prince Christophe but I hope you will just call me Christophe," I paused. "I am really really happy to be here. I've been in palace for nearly my entire life and I wanted a change. A chance to feel normal. And so I am here now. I really want us to be friends. Please, never hesitate to approach me. After all, I'm still just a guy," I smiled, finding my confidence finally.
"This is definitely an adventure I'm willing to take alongside you all. I hope we call all learn from eachoth-," I heard somebody sigh in exasperation. I was cutoff in mid-sentence The students were staring at her. The angel who caught my heart at first sight. So, I took the chance and asked.
"Is there something wrong, Miss-..." I trailed off, not knowing her name. She then stood up , crossed her arms over her chest and pronounced her name clearly.
"Walters, Your Highness. Antonelle Walters," she said. Was she mocking me? But then, she had the perfect name for a perfect angel.
"Well is there something wrong, Miss Walters?" I asked her.
"No, no. There's nothing wrong. You can carry on telling us how happy you are to be here," She said smugly, raising her eyebrow at me. And sat down in her seat.
She sure earned a lot of nervous stares and snickers for what she did. But she also earned my respect. How ironic. I looked at her in amazement. She was one brave girl and that made me admire her more.
She saw me looking at her. So I winked at her and smiled my trademark smile. She sighed and rolled her eyes. I had to work so damn heart to win this girl.
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It had almost three weeks. I always see her sitting alone reading a book, listening to music or just eating during break times. Today, I decided I would approach her, probably sit with her and hopefully be friends with her. I know it's quite a long shot but then, I have to try.
"So, Miss Walters, would you mind if I sit with you today?" She looked around to see who it was and pouted when she knew it was me.
"Yes. As a matter of fact, I would. Now would you please leave me alone?" She said forcefully, clearly stating she didn't like me.
I admit it, I was a wee bit hurt but I quickly regained my composure, smiled and said, "As you wish," I walked to my friends.
"Well, she declined, of course. Clearly hating my company," I said to my friends., my lower lip quite jutting out.
"Aww. That sucks, Christophe. Maybe some other time then," Marcus Hughes told me as he patted my back.
They continued with their conversation, and I participated with my nods of assent.
But really, I wasn't paying attention to them. I kept thinking about Antonelle.
How would I even win her over when she clearly despises my entire being?
__________________________________"Yes. As a matter of fact, I would. Now would you please leave me alone?" She said forcefully, clearly stating she didn't like me.
I admit it, I was a wee bit hurt but I quickly regained my composure, smiled and said, "As you wish," I walked to my friends.
"Well, she declined, of course. Clearly hating my company," I said to my friends., my lower lip quite jutting out.
"Aww. That sucks, Christophe. Maybe some other time then," Marcus Hughes told me as he patted my back.
They continued with their conversation, and I participated with my nods of assent.
But really, I wasn't paying attention to them. I kept thinking about Antonelle.
How would I even win her over when she clearly despises my entire being?
Well, that was before. In the earlier days of my "student status". Now, well. Now is different.
She eventually warmed up on me. She rarely gives me snide comments, which I'd actually gotten used to. And she learned to befriend me. We would now talk in the hallways, before she would walk away from me. I would walk her to her classes. And we have same classes, where we sit side by side comfortably. We would sit together during breaks and she wouldn't push me away anymore. And sometimes, I took her to dinner publicly.
You see, the paparazzi just couldn't stop themselves. The first time I took Antonelle out for dinner, they didn't stop snapping pictures. But I didn't care, just as long as she's with me.
I got to know her better. She's not the smug, clearly-irritated-with-me kind of person after all. Sure she was intimidating but it was just part of who she was. She was a smart, funny girl. She had this interesting and mysterious personality that brought us closer since I couldn't stand not knowing everything about her.
The first time I set eyes on her, I knew I loved her. I didn't know how I knew it but I did. I do. And there's no point denying it now, anyway.
You probably think I should tell her. Yes, my mind have crossed that a billion times but I can't possibly tell her. I definitely would end up sweating buckets and making a fool of myself. No, I can't risk losing the friendship I've worked so hard to gain.
So I've kept everything inside me, careful enough not to give her hints I love her. I have to keep it this way. Even if it tears me apart.
She eventually warmed up on me. She rarely gives me snide comments, which I'd actually gotten used to. And she learned to befriend me. We would now talk in the hallways, before she would walk away from me. I would walk her to her classes. And we have same classes, where we sit side by side comfortably. We would sit together during breaks and she wouldn't push me away anymore. And sometimes, I took her to dinner publicly.
You see, the paparazzi just couldn't stop themselves. The first time I took Antonelle out for dinner, they didn't stop snapping pictures. But I didn't care, just as long as she's with me.
I got to know her better. She's not the smug, clearly-irritated-with-me kind of person after all. Sure she was intimidating but it was just part of who she was. She was a smart, funny girl. She had this interesting and mysterious personality that brought us closer since I couldn't stand not knowing everything about her.
The first time I set eyes on her, I knew I loved her. I didn't know how I knew it but I did. I do. And there's no point denying it now, anyway.
You probably think I should tell her. Yes, my mind have crossed that a billion times but I can't possibly tell her. I definitely would end up sweating buckets and making a fool of myself. No, I can't risk losing the friendship I've worked so hard to gain.
So I've kept everything inside me, careful enough not to give her hints I love her. I have to keep it this way. Even if it tears me apart.
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