I jolted awake to the sound of Jason’s electric guitar, clamping my palms over my ears as I stared at him in utter disbelief. I was still shaken by what his psycho brother did last night.

  What is wrong with these princes?

  “Wakey, wakey, eggs and bacon- oh, don’t let the breakfast burn.”

  He screamed it like he was headlining a sold-out stadium, dramatically dropping to his knees and dragging his fingers across the strings.

  "Jason, what are you doing? ” I yelled

  He continued to play and sing with his eyes closed, still unaware that I had already woken up. I got up and kicked over his amplifier after snatching out the cord.

  "What is wrong with you?"

  “Morning, honey bun. Mom sent me to wake you,” he said with the biggest grin as if he had just done some amazing thing.

  “So you couldn’t just tap me or I don’t know something you’d normally do to wake someone?” I questioned annoyed

  “Well, I tried the whole pushing and tapping thing, but you were knocked out. I'm talking about snoring and saliva just pooling, and I mean the whole grizzly bear-type snore...I didn't know what else to do”

  "I... I don't drool and I know my snoring is not that bad... is it?" I asked, looking down at the floor completely embarrassed. "Oh it is honey bun. It definitely is," He said with a huge smirk. I threw a pillow at him.

  "I am not your honey, don’t call me that. weirdo," I muttered that last part as I walked towards my bathroom.

  I didn’t even realize he was following me till his voice came so close behind me. "Wait so you accept my brother as your soon-to-be hubby?" He questioned with furrowed brows.

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  I slammed the toothpaste down on the sink and turned to face him.

  "I'd rather get hit by a truck"

  "Damn, that's how you feel after just one conversation with Dakota? We have so much in common. I'm so in love"

  I rolled my eyes and began to brush my teeth. There's a silence that lasts a little too long for comfort.

  I glanced at him in the mirror and caught him staring.

  "What?" I asked as I went to spit.

  "If you hate him so much. Do you have your eyes on Lou or will you be mine?" The question caught me off guard. I turned to face him and gave him a huge smile as I walked towards him slowly.

  I could tell he was confused. He went from leaning on the door to standing up straight and taking a few steps back.

  "You choose me?" He asked with a confused look then held out his arms as if he was waiting for me to run into them.

  "keep dreaming" I said as I slammed the door in his face and locked it.

  "You're feisty, but I like it. Just tell me when you're ready to be mine. I'll buy you a Huge teddy bear and chocolates!" he yelled from the other side of the door. I couldn't help but laugh at him. He has a serious problem.

  I turned the shower knob all the way to the end of the red line. If I successfully - I had no plans to stay long. To be honest I had no plan at all. Where am I going to go?

  All that I know for sure is that I am leaving this place. I got dressed in some comfortable running shoes, a long-sleeved white sweatshirt, and dark gray jogging pants. I tied my hair up in a tight ponytail and packed a light backpack for later when I escaped.

  I made my way to the elevator. Yes, the place has an elevator. Cool right?

  The doors opened revealing an older lady in a maid uniform. From what I gathered during our small talk her name is Marry. She went on and on about how great it is to work for King and Queen Sattarro. She said she’s been friends with them for over ten years.

  That's surprising you would think it'd be kinda scary working for a king and queen. I mean if it's anything like the movies or my old place. One wrong move and it's to the dungeons for extreme torture or beheading. but In her words, the king and queen are the nicest people you will ever meet.

  Her words made me feel a bit at ease. I hope they are, but then again It doesn’t matter since I’m leaving the moment I get the chance to. I made it to the huge dining table where the king, queen, and their three sons already sat eating.

  "Oh sweetheart hurry and sit, your food will get cold," Queen Satarro stood and pulled a chair out for me. "Thank you," I said as I sat down. I didn't dare look that devil's way. I felt uncomfortable just being at the table with him.

  "I don't know what you like so I had our cook make different dishes," Queen Satarro explained. There were six of us at the table but it was filled up like a feast. I felt grateful and bad at the same time. She had the cook make all of this trying to make sure there's something I like on the table.

  "Thank you so much, I'm not very picky, you didn't have to," I said before adding fruit to my plate along with some French toast.

  "Oh, It's not a problem" she said, giving a huge smile before taking a bite of an apple.

  Ok, I lied I'm a bit picky but no one would ever know. I feel like telling someone I don't like what they cooked is kinda rude and ungrateful. So whenever I don't like something I save it for last and pretend to be full by the time I reach it.

  In this case, I didn't have to do that. There were many dishes on the table I loved like strawberry french toast. Which is my favorite breakfast food. There are other great things but I only paid attention to the French toast and fruit-filled oatmeal.

  POP POP POP

  Thud

  Glass shatters against the floor.

  Suddenly there's a loud ringing sound in my ears. My hand trembled against the spoon I held mid-air. The green grape that sat on it now red. I slowly looked up from my plate afraid of what sight would be waiting for me.

  "Nooooo!"

  Is Sky is dreaming?