Nice. I love this kinds of story! Princesses, princes, castles.. LOLXD. CONTINUE. Pretty please.

a new story huh? please continue it sis. gonna wait for teh update.

Good luck with the sneaking Caroline! Man, finally i can read something good. Good work! -- Reminded everyone to speak english only.

nice story sis kim. goodluck to princess caroline. lols gonna wait for teh next chapter. ^_________^

Last edited by _berii.^ü (2008-08-31 08:39:13)

nice story.. i luv english stories. wow. u can be lil 'Meg Cabot'!!! u know, that woman hu wrote princess diaries then it became a movie?? wooohooo!! lolxness. good luck!

Thanks for being supportive guys! I really appreciate it. [hr] [i][b]August 21, 2008[/b][/i] It’s been a month since I got out of the palace. I know Mom’s been going crazy finding me. But I just have to go and find my OWN SELF. I’m being selfish, I know. I just hope Mom will understand.. and also Dad. [i]*** My last night at London was a blast. When we finally got out of the palace, a guard came up to us (to them) and asked them what they were doing at the back part of the palace walls. Suddenly, Franklin kissed Belinda and told the guard that they’re just having some “tender moments alone”. And my, the guard scrammed back to the palace – ashamed of what he had seen. I was near to laughing out loud when he kissed Belinda. I mean, we’ve been friends for God knows what. I know Belinda has a crush on him ever since we were toddlers and Franklin keep on denying it. Anyway, back to the scene. When the guard ran back his post, they still kept on kissing each other. I even stood up from my hiding place and went at their side. “Okay.. you can cut it off now. I’m leaving.” I said. But the two didn’t cut it out. They were kissing so hard and I saw Franklin’s hands wandering at Belinda’s buttocks. O_O What are these two doing? “Okay.. I know you two won’t cut it out soon. Thanks a lot. Love ya! See you soon.” I said and started running away from the palace to Corner of St. Peter. There, I rode on a taxi and went straight to the airport. The riding-on-a-taxi part was the weirdest and strangest experience I’ve ever been. The taxi driver kept glancing at me and I got annoyed, so I asked him. “You got questions?” “I don’t mean to meddle with your affairs, but what does a Princess do at this middle of the night?” he glanced at me. “I’m going to party.” I answered calmly. “What about the suitcase, Your Highness?” He asked suspiciously. “It’s Caroline. About the suitcase, I’m going to party at.. uh, Japan.” I smiled sweetly. “In the middle of the night? Where’s your limo, Princess?” “I told you, it’s Caroline. Ca-ro-line.” He’s starting to annoy me. “I’m sorry. Yes, Miss Caroline?” “It broke down somewhere near the palace. So I had to ride a taxi to the airport.” I answered and looked at the city lights. London is still alive at 11:42 pm. Oh, London, I am so gonna miss you so much, I thought. When I got down at the taxi, I handed him my payment, but he just smiled and the next thing he said made me more confident and excited of my journey. “Don’t.” He smiled. “Welcome to the real world and I hope you’d enjoy it to the fullest, Miss Caroline de Valdi.” He knew what I was going to do. So I just smiled at him and motioned to keep it quiet. Then I proceeded to the airport. Since the flights are 24 hours, I went to the Ticket office and bought a ticket. The ticket assistant was astonished to see Princess Caroline Antoinette de Valdi buying a ticket in a Class B seats. She even asked me where my private plane went to. I just smiled at her and kept the matters to myself. I mean, come on, why would you ask a princess as such? Aren’t you acting bitchy? “Where to, Your Highness?” “Please.. just Caroline.” I smiled. “But-“ “I got you.” I grinned. “Okay.” “Uh.. I really don’t know where to go. But can you just please give me a ticket to some place you really want to go to? It should be the best.” I winked at her. She grinned. “How about North Carolina? I spent my teen-age years at that place and it’s the greatest place on earth.” Her eyes sparkled. “How do I get there? I mean, of course, I ride a plane.. “ my eyes rolled. “Then I want to ride a bus or something that doesn’t ask for names or tickets or something like that.” I said. “Then.. I’ll book you at this city and from there, you can ride a bus or a train.” She smiled again. “Oh, okay. Thank you. And please, I know the Royal Family will sue you for this, just say you don’t know where the hell I am. I probably won’t go there at all. Thanks a lot!” I whispered. She just gave me a thumbs-up and after an hour, I was sitting on the plane to Beaufort. As the plane took off, another weird feeling came to me. I felt scared, guilty, anxious, excited, sad and the combination of these stuffs. I couldn’t believe that I was really leaving my country, my people and most of all, my family. I couldn’t believe that I was really turning my back from the great “line”. I couldn’t believe that I was really following my own path. [/i] [quote][align=center][b]A blue-blooded princess – wherever she goes, whatever she does, whoever she is will always be a royalty in heart, mind and soul.[/b][/align][/quote] [i]My granny told me these at our last talk before she passed away. I know I will always be a royalty in heart, mind and soul. Maybe someday I’ll be back at that place. Maybe someday, I’ll sit on the throne again as a Princess of Wales, but right now, I just want to be a normal teenager living her own dream. [/i] [align=right]Love lots, [font=Viner Hand ITC]Caroline[/font][/align]

Last edited by *kim-a-holic (2008-09-02 07:45:42)

next next next..

Nice Story! Ill try to be an updated reader! i liek it! thumbsup!

wow. another story. and its about a princess. i wonder who will be her prince?

oh nice story sis..haha the royalty-ness.lol