The Old You
Nuh-Uh
sydneys POV
it was nearing around 10:00 when Prince Harry yet again made an appearance much to my disliking. He's just so cocky and arrogant.
" Hello Ladies, Eva, Sydney " He said shaking our hands and yet again kissing my palm. Is this like a thing in the royal communities Ask Little 5 Year Old you, all she did was watch the Princess Diaries and read fairytales... Ugh, i need to stop having these random moments of thought about the old me.
" Hello Harold " said a high pitched voice from behind us. I once again referred to my mental guest list and saw she was Duchess Lindsay Barret of Michigan. She was fake as hell. All i saw was caked on makeup, spray tan, boobs , and lips. Rumors that she hooked up with every Duke from the country were headlining every magazine in the stores i used to be able to go to. But now they're apparently to cheap and thrifty. Thrifty my ass. Anyways her squeaks interrupted my thoughts abruptly.
" Eva. Sydney " She snarled with distaste.
What the actual fuck?!?! SHes in my damn palace! Ive never even met the girl before!
" Excuse me, do I know you? " I asked playing dumb, bitch gotta know she aint all that. She paused from eye-raping Harry to look at me with a jaw half open and wide eyes.
" EXCUSE-ME?! I little miss Princess of shit, am Lindsay Barret, Duchess of Michigan. And you probably would've known that if you didn't live under a bus ; judging by your looks i guess you did " She sneered back, her squeals and squeaks sounding like mice running from a cat. I honestly wasn't up for a fight right now. If anything make her look bad ; she's squeaking away while im here with my head tilted, playing dumb because tan-orexic over here needs an ego boost.
" OH i know you " I said as she smirked with pleasure
" I Saw you PEOPLE magazine! you hooked up with all the Dukes in the country! " I stated, smirking with delight as her face grew red, obviously a deep shade since i was able to see it through the cake on her face. I quickly grabbed Eva's arm and escorted us out of that situation as i heard Harold laughing while Lindsay let out a frustrated grunt and stomped her heel. Snobby I see.......
it was nearing around 10:00 when Prince Harry yet again made an appearance much to my disliking. He's just so cocky and arrogant.
" Hello Ladies, Eva, Sydney " He said shaking our hands and yet again kissing my palm. Is this like a thing in the royal communities Ask Little 5 Year Old you, all she did was watch the Princess Diaries and read fairytales... Ugh, i need to stop having these random moments of thought about the old me.
" Hello Harold " said a high pitched voice from behind us. I once again referred to my mental guest list and saw she was Duchess Lindsay Barret of Michigan. She was fake as hell. All i saw was caked on makeup, spray tan, boobs , and lips. Rumors that she hooked up with every Duke from the country were headlining every magazine in the stores i used to be able to go to. But now they're apparently to cheap and thrifty. Thrifty my ass. Anyways her squeaks interrupted my thoughts abruptly.
" Eva. Sydney " She snarled with distaste.
What the actual fuck?!?! SHes in my damn palace! Ive never even met the girl before!
" Excuse me, do I know you? " I asked playing dumb, bitch gotta know she aint all that. She paused from eye-raping Harry to look at me with a jaw half open and wide eyes.
" EXCUSE-ME?! I little miss Princess of shit, am Lindsay Barret, Duchess of Michigan. And you probably would've known that if you didn't live under a bus ; judging by your looks i guess you did " She sneered back, her squeals and squeaks sounding like mice running from a cat. I honestly wasn't up for a fight right now. If anything make her look bad ; she's squeaking away while im here with my head tilted, playing dumb because tan-orexic over here needs an ego boost.
" OH i know you " I said as she smirked with pleasure
" I Saw you PEOPLE magazine! you hooked up with all the Dukes in the country! " I stated, smirking with delight as her face grew red, obviously a deep shade since i was able to see it through the cake on her face. I quickly grabbed Eva's arm and escorted us out of that situation as i heard Harold laughing while Lindsay let out a frustrated grunt and stomped her heel. Snobby I see.......
update
2/10/14