18 REIGN OF EMILIA- "Stunning"

MONDAY Sept. 25 continued...

"I need you to be my date to a birthday celebration." That evening, when school was just dismissed, Emilia got straight to the point.

"Sure, when?" Ace asked. They now reached Ace's car and Ace opened her door before they both got in. Once they did, Emilia gave Ace a questioning look.

"Really? That is it? Do you not want to know why?"

"Why would I? It would be our first unofficial date, although, I wanted to be the one to ask." Ace days.

First date?

Emilia looked at Ace confusedly.

"Are dates not for couples? Does that mean that we are together?" She asks.

"Aren't we?" Ace was now the one who gave the questioning look.

"Well, I do not know, you have never asked."

"Well I just assumed since I like you...you like me...and we've kissed." Ace gives the girl next to him a knowing smirk before adding: "Multiple times."

Emilia felt her cheeks heat up and this slightly irritated her for she felt that her body kept betraying her whenever she was around this particular boy. However after a few seconds she managed to cool her cheeks down, before saying with confidence.

"No."

Ace stared at her in utter shock. No matter what, this girl has always managed to render him speechless.

"No?" he asked.

"No." Emilia repeated. "You have to ask."

"Okay, will you be my girlfriend then?"

"No, ask properly, I will give you three days, any later, and the offer is removed." Emilia did not know who she was kidding, even if he asked later that the three days, she could not manage to reject him. "And the party is tomorrow."

"Aye, Aye, Captain."

The two were so focused on determining whether they were a couple or not that Ace did not remember to ask who's birthday party he was going to. It is either that, or he just did not care.

Meanwhile...

At the White House in Washington DC, Adelaide sauntered around her father's mansion, followed by a number of staff members, barking orders at them. It seems, she wanted her party to be the celebration of the year. She was aware that as the heiress of the European throne, Princess Amanda's birthday was meant to be the birthday of the year, every year, but since the Princess did not have a birthday party this year due to her 'Hiatus', Adelaide was determined to go all out. Not to mention, since she knew Amanda had to keep her identity a secret, she was determined to used this opportunity to humiliate her in any way she could.

I must say, she really is a darn b*tch, and I'm not just saying that beacause I am Amanda's narrator.

"Hurry! That goes over there, no-not there you stupid servant- Ugh, give me that! It seems like I have to do every single thing on my own! You know what? nerver mind! Take it, I can not afford to ruin my perfect manicure. If you can't do it, then get someone more sensible to." while she continued to bicker, some of the staff couldn't help but sneer at her. I must say, I feel you, if my boss was a raging b*tch I would hate her too. Lucky for me, the only person that bosses me around is my mother.

Anyways. Back to the serious matters at hand...

•TUESDAY•

The next day, Amanda got herself ready in her room with Abigail. She wore a royal blue, spaghetti strap, deep cut, thigh split dress, that still did nothing to hide her perfect curves. Of course, her makeup was done by Abigail. Who needs a bunch of makeup artists when they have one right in the next room.

Emilia wore a pair of black lace 3 inch heels, which will makes her about 2 inches shorter than Ace.

Her hair, which done in high curls, along with her outfit, was chosen by her personal stylist, Havíer, who flew in from France for the particular occasion.

"Yasss, girl, you look stunning!" Havíer complimented excitingly.

"Thank you Havíer." Emilia smiles, looking at herself in the mirror.

"And you, miss Abigail, you also look gorgeous. And I must say, you did the makeup really well. If you ever decide to ditch being a duchess and pursue makeu, you know where to find me." He jokes.

Abigail was wearing a dress similar to Emilia's, but instead of the deep cut neck, her's was a simple curve and her dress was red.

Abigail gave a thoughtful look before smiling: "Who knows, maybe I will." she says seriously, causing Havíer to smile at her.

Havíer is 25 and bisexual, he has a boyfriend called Phillipé and also a girlfriend called Dahlia. Phillipé knows about Dahlia and vise versa. Yes the three are all in a relationship, together.

Lucky, I know.

He is well trusted by the Royal family, therefore, Emilia did not question whether she could trust him or not. She simply reminded him:

"Havíer, I'll have you know that I am here under disguise, therefore, whaever happens in America stays in America, understood?" Emilia says to him sharply.

Havíer gave her an amused look before giving her a light smile. "Your Highness, even if I was thinking about revealing your whereabouts, with the look you just gave me, I would simply be too afraid."

Emilia did not take pity on him simply because he was afraid, instead, she looked at him dead in the eyes and smirks: "Good" That word alone caused Havíer to feel sweat forming on his forehead.

After Havíer left, the ten friends met up at James' house and left together in a 'chartered limo'.

"Huh...Fancy clothes -and- a Limo? Ooh are we going to a Royals's birthday party or something?" Hailey jokes. Silly Hailey, you've already been to a Royal's birthday. Although it wasn't some extravagant celebration, it was still Royalty's.

No matter how many times Emilia heard jokes like this, she would still be surprised every time. James and Abigail did not say anything, they both just looks at Emilia.

Emilia just cleared her throat before responding smoothly: "Haha, you will find out when we get there..."

After a while, McKenna was the one to speak"Ugh, I hate this, how further until we get there?"

So far, Hannah's eyes never left her phone as always. She was wearing beige cocktail dress with her hair let down in big curls along with silver three inch heels and silver matching jewelry.

McKenna wore a black and white bell footed rompers with black stilettos and black jewelry.

Hailey, who was cheerfully conversing with Noah and planting occasional kisses on his lips and cheek, was wearing a blood red and black qipao, gifted to her by her mother. Peared with black three inch trapped heels and black earrings.

Hailey's mother, Chen Xing, is of course Chinese, but her dad Brandon, is caucasian and unfortunately, Hailey never got much of her mother's genes, so most people would not have guessed that she is half Chinese. She would even occasionally switch from English to Chinese when cursing. Just like Emilia would switch to German, or Ace would switch to Italian. However, Alec, Michael and Hannah, were all Mexican, which is one of the main reasons why they got along so well. Levie is Indian, by his father's side, and Noah is straight Caucasian.

After a while, James' sleek black SUV pulled up in front of an all too familiar big white mansion. Of course the crew recognized the building. To everyone else, it was the home of the most important family in America, while to Emilia, Abigail and James, it was the home of family friends and someone who they believe to possibly be the spawn of Satan.

"No-fudging-way!" .