Chapter 1: Royal School
“Hey, ching chong, or whatever wake up!” said the mistress. “Actually its Saku Chan, do you understand Sah- coo Ch- an” I said annoyed. “Get you’re rude a-…” said the mistress interrupted by my father walking in. “Hey honey, hey Saku” said father. I changed my tone to a happy tone “Hey father” I said. “Hi, Sweetie” said the mistress. My dad smiled at us then realized “Oh Saku, hurry up or you’re going to miss the bus!“. I hurried to get ready and had to put on my princess dress. I sighed “Ugh I hate being a royal!” little did I know that was all going to change soon. By the time I got ready the bus or should I say carriage left. I was annoyed by the minute, I was forced to walk to school which was ok I guess but as I was walking, I saw a poor old man walking down the street and a car almost hit him. I ran over to the car in the front of the elder and almost got hit, luckily the driver saw me in front of the elder and stopped his car on time. So, I finished my duty and helped the elder cross the street when I was done, he gave me a charm in the shape of a full moon made of diamonds. I said “Thank you, sir but I can’t accept it” but before I tried to give it back, he was gone. At that moment I realized “SCHOOL!” I was late! I ran in my high heels to school it was so hard I don’t know how Cinderella ran in her glass slippers. She must have been a professional. I finally made it to school, I almost thew up when I saw the name of it School of Royals ugh, I hate it!
As I walking inside of school I saw maids, brats, pretty boys, and pushovers. All of them seemed to enjoy going here guess I was the only one forced by my step-mother, the mistress. I’m the richest and most known royal in all of the 51 states right now. Cool, right? Not at all! I have so many duties, haters and lovers, and I have to eat one meal a day to stay at 80 pounds! I hate it more than others hate me! At least I still have Hubert, my dog let me correct this he is not real he is a stuffed bear! Harsh, right? “Ms. Chan, stop daydreaming!” said my teacher. “Ms. Linda stop yelling before my ears bleed out, please!” I said harshly. Then she slapped me so I slapped her. She started to choke me and then a strange man with a hoodie pulled me away from the classroom one last look at her and I saw her smile wickedly.
After that, I felt a sharp stab to my neck and my eyes felt heavier by the second. Then my eyes fully closed.
