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The Princess and The Bad Boy

After her mother dies, Daphne Lane has to go with her father and stepmother who is a queen to Luisa Island, a small (fictional) island that is very prosperous. To become a member of the royal family, she is taken to a mansion in Los Angeles (Twin City of the capital of Luisa) to be taught manners. During the debriefing, she was mentored directly by her stepmother and got a private tutor. In an instant, Daphne's free life begins to be restricted by rules. A set of rules that become a habit should not be broken. Like it or not, Daphne must follow the rules that apply in her life. Transferring to a new school, Daphne immediately becomes the spotlight there as the Princess of Luisa. Although many are queuing up to become her new friends, Daphne prefers to befriend the children who are members of the "Dumped Students" to avenge the crimes of the popular students' club led by Trixie Marshall. Despite being known as a trouble-provoking and a school bouncer, no one knows how Daphne has felt since losing her mother and having to live under the same roof as a stepmother who upholds manners and often compares her to Christabel. Her stepmother and even father also began to make her feel alienated in her new environment. Daphne tries to escape by tricking the security. But unfortunately amid her attempt to escape, she actually 'meets' with Justin Lancaster, an annoying guy who is a troublemaker at school. So her journey to the place of contemplation was again interrupted by the boy's presence.

MinAera · Teenager
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50 Chs

The Bullies (a)

Well, let me give you a few rules written in the book Gertrude handed me. These are just some of the rules I've written down and have to instill in myself. By my conscience.

1) Smiling is the habit of a royal family member (I already told you I like to give my angelic smile a lot, so this doesn't count, right?)

2) It is not allowed to argue with older people (well, I'm picky anyway)

3) For women, sit with legs crossed and back straight (this is not me, I prefer to sit with legs raised on the table)

4) Attend every important meeting, including regular tea meeting or charity activities (bless me)

5) Don't wear pants with holes (they don't know what fashion means)

6) Say thank you and sorry according to the conditions (in my life dictionary, there is no thank you and sorry)

7) No spitting in public (okay…)

8) Every time you meet a relative, you have to give a warm hug (if you mean a relatively handsome guy like Marcel, I'm willing to hug him for a full twenty-four hours)

9) Speak politely (not bad)

10) Fluent in at least eight International languages ​​(animal language included or not?)

I was just rereading rule number ten until someone's voice startled me. One of my personal maids, Donna, bowed her head respectfully before saying,

"Dinner time, Miss."

I nodded. I closed the etiquette book in front of me and coded for Donna to get out of my sight. Bowing respectfully, she waved away from me, leaving me still sitting on the swing of the yard. Instead of making Jackie get high blood pressure, I'd better go straight to the table and eat dinner. I'll admit, all the dishes cooked by the mansion's chef were delicious. Super delicious. Like the mayonnaise dressing on a salad that melts on my tongue. Or dessert in the form of tiramisu with melted sweet chocolate…

Yes, at least in this place there is still a bit of heaven. I wouldn't want to live in this place if I didn't have delicious food.

The dinner table was already occupied by Dad and Jackie, with a variety of food served to leave a delicious aroma in the air. Immediately, I took a seat, then started my dinner ritual. Before eating, I don't forget to pray, as Mom taught me.