Hiding the Prince in NYC [ ON HOLD ]

CHAPTER 1

As promised, after 10 reads .. Here it is !!!! =)

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Imagine this :

A high school girl with long dark hair flowing down mid-back with a single streak of bright red on the right side. Slightly pale skin ,but not the freakishly unhealthy kind. Brown eyes. Quite tall for a girl. Carefree attitude, but more of on the rough side.

That's me.

Cecilia Alessandria Conalleigh.

Posh name, but the girl who own that name is far from posh.

I prefer to be known as Dreya. ( or Drey ) Not Alice, not Sandria, not Ceelia, not Cici, not Alessandria and definitely not Cecilia.

Dreya Conalleigh.

Sounds much better, don't cha think?

You might think I am the kind that sneaks out the window and attend forbidden parties. The one that always never care about breaking curfew. The type of bad ass that beat people up for no apparent reason. The lonely emo girl who wears black every single day, wears dark make up and have piercings all over. A person that fail exams on purpose to show how 'cool' they are, and believe me- failing exams are very very uncool.

I am not that person.

For your information, I don't fail exams on purpose or wear dark clothes and make up. Neither do I have piercings. I hate make up and I wear normal clothes, just not the flashy, tight kind. I don't sneak out and go to parties, that's probably because nobody bothers to invite me. I don't have a curfew because my parents know I don't have a social life. I don't beat people up. I only stare and plot. Yes, I'm alone- but I do have friends. They just prefer to hang out with other people.

At age fifteen ,the whole house became mine. My parents often go on business trips and don't come back until after at least a month or two.

So, the big big big three storey house is mine... for now.

Posh name, posh house, still not a posh girl .

What is there to do when you have the house to yourself ,other than.............. relax in your room and enjoy the air conditioning !

But, sadly- I have a job.

I am a part time babysitter for a middle aged lady a few houses from where I live. Mrs Jennison aka Mrs Overly Bubbly Bree Jennison. My mum made me help her out a year ago, when she found out that all my time was spent locked up in my room.

After a while, I kinda enjoyed babysitting. It felt nice to earn your own money like a normal person.

At age seventeen, I have officially owned my own place to live ! A small, fairly comfortable apartment. Although from the outside, the dusty white paint can be seen peeling off the walls, the inside is quite nice. At least it's a start. But as ordered, I must be back at my parent's during the weekend.

Apart from being a babysitter, I am also a caretaker ! Whoopee for me ! ... Not.

I am just an ordinary high school girl, who is at the bottom of the 'Popular Pyramid'. Not a nerd, not a geek, not at all popular. I am just... just me.

I am in my own world.

Well, I was-until an utterly clueless and trouble prone prince came butting in.

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Hope u like it ! =)

This is something like an introduction.. The thrid chapter is much more interesting ....

Sooooo...

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