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Princess

Chapter 1

Talia's Pov


As I open my eyes, laying in my bed I glance around my room and roll my eyes to see it is morning. I groan in distress and annoyance as I gain the strength to get up.

I take a shower, brush my teeth and hair, and get Dressed. I walk down stairs and see my brother Dylan. He is on the couch, talking on the phone and I assume that it is only bad news. Well for me at least. Dylan has 'connections' with a tone of celebrities. Hmmm.. I wonder if he is talking to Bruno Mars? He left his car here, so maybe he is coming back. Bruno is fun. Oh gosh! Please don't tell me Taylor Swift or Demi Lovato is coming back here. Gosh, those two are not very fun at all. They are just rude! I have to admit, Demi was a lot better than Taylor. A LOT better.

"Hey D! Uh.. you were you talking to" I ask as I walk into the living room. "Uhhh. Nobody. So, what's up?" He asks me. Huh. Little fast to change the subject there. Oh well.

When I leave in my My car I can't help to feel that today is going to be bad. I don't know why, so I just ignore it. I leave the driveway, and go to my friend's Damian's house. I like it there, because I can be myself there, and not some real ch snobby princess everyone thinks I am. I get a bit bored, so I turn on the radio, and it us in the middle of Sit still look pretty by Daya.

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