The Prince, The Princess and The Commoner (chapter 2)

"im just a simple servant, there is no need to pity me, your highness."

"i know, but you are more than a servant to me, my love"

the story of The Prince, The Princess and The Commoner continues....

on one stormy night, the commoner had the most unusual and wonderful dream. she dreamed of the prince. in her dream, she told the prince her true feelings, and asking the prince to forget what she had said and move on. but the prince did otherwise, he too confess his feelings to her. the commoner was shocked. but knows the prince only did that because he felt pity on her. and so she said,""i'm just asimple servant, there is no need to pity me, your highness." to which the prince replied with a smile, "i know, but you are more than a servant to me, my love"

lighting was flashing and the sounds of the thunder woke the commoner from her slumber. she was unsatisfied with the weather that woke her up from her beautiful dream.

"what is wrong with me?", she asked herself. its true she has a crush on the prince, but she did not know that she would go this far.

"I need to stop thinking about him, for the sake of everyone."

A Late Bloomer (one of the stories im working on)

Late Bloomer.

a late bloomer is a person whose abilities or talents are not visible to others until later than usual.

Clover, has always been the late bloomer in her class. her talents in English languages are shown shiner that her other classmates. she is called the late bloomer because, her communication skills are weak. she is not the type of person that likes to be in the crowd. and this effects her friendship with her classmates. they think she's a snobby brat. always quiet, and in her own world. her family status also is a problem to them. just because her family's wealth is much more than all of them combined, doesn't mean that she is a brat. why yes she's been to half of the world, but she is still a normal teenage girl that wants to have a normal typical life. but none of understands. none of them feels like being her friend. only one or two of them are friendly to her. only because they pity her, and not the other way around.

Clover doesn't mind being friendless, she likes being on her own. but sometimes, seeing her classmates talking and laughing with one another, she couldn't help but feel a little bit jealous.

a year ago, Clover was met with a group of amazing human beings that made her feel loved, made her feel that she wasn't alone, that she have friends. well had friends.

they were nice to her at first, but as time passed by, the group of "friends" started to isolate her. but sometimes, they were always clinging on to her. that was when she realized something. she was made a fool of. they only stayed with her when they have problems, or troubles with a certain subject where Clover was the only one good at it. whenever they were trouble free, they left her. thinking as if, she could be used and be thrown away at any time.

Clover couldn't believe that she was stupid enough to put up with their nonsense.

she was thinking of going back to before. to where she had no friends at all. but being a late bloomer, she did likewise.

she think if she work on her communication skills, her group of "friends" would finally accept her as a friend, and her classmates would finally accept her into society.

so she stayed. she stayed as the "plus one"

even though it would hurt but she is up for the challenge.

and so she waited, patiently. "my time will come", she encouraged herself.

On one gloomy day, the group of "friends" that she's been waiting patiently for did something outside her knowing.

usually when they're gonna go somewhere, they would ask her if she wanted to come, but this time, nothing. not a text, not a call. nothing.just silence.

this made her quite angry.

she waited for them.

she's willing to sacrifice her spare time in improving her socials skills just to be friends with them.

this hurt her a lot.

she never knew they would be this low.

even if she was mad at them, she was willing to forgive them. that is, until one of them started to rub it in her face.

this made her depressed, frustrated, broken and disappointed.

she was fine with them not inviting her, but rubbing it in her face, was definitely crossing the line.

from this day forward, Clover has made a decision.

whatever people say about her, she won't care, she is better alone than being someone's play toy.

will Clover ever come out of her box?

will she ever stop being a late bloomer and start growing into a beautiful blooming flower?

Clover, the 15 year old late bloomer.

Shining Star

lama xjmpe:)

sowi, bit busy with trials n stuff:)

speaking of trials, PMR trials bru je abis a day ago and im happier than ever(cm abis PMR plak keke)

well happy la, klo stress all the time, lgi pelajaran xmsk, btul x;)

ni nk cite sat.

cite ni dh lama actually but cite je la k;)

few weeks ago, me, my sister, my aunt and her hubby went to this super awesome Japanese festival, it was amazing:)

^the fireworks are beautiful:) def the best time of my life:)

.........

next chapter.

i have this "book" something like a diary but not really a diary but ok....

in this "book", i write my emmm... "feelings"

but i turned them into stories, the one im currently working on is call "The Prince, The Princess and The Commoner"

its based on wats happening to myself, currently happening actually.

my "hobby" of turning the events that happens in my life into stories started when i was still living in Sabah a few years back, it started with silly stories like "The Monkey Who can Talk"

and etc.

i like writing stories. anything from my life to fictional characters that i made up.

one of my good friends read one of my stories once and she said it was good. she said when i grow up, i should be a writer.

come to think of it, i love writing. when i write, i feel like im in another world, makes me feel good.it also helps my vocab and imagination more. writing is a healthy thing i guess:)

i think, so far, "The Prince, The Princess and The Commoner" would probably be one of my best works, its not done yet but im very proud of it.

its based on real things that happening to me, its kind of sad, lots of drama and unanswered questions.

heres a little teaser.

The Prince and Princess have always been in and "unstable" relationship.

The commoner, she is, well used to be the princess's loyal friend. but some misunderstandings happened and now, she's just like any simple commoner to the royalties, servants.

but nonetheless, the princess(used) to go to the commoner if she has problems with the prince.

but what the princess doesn't know is that the commoner secretly likes the prince. a lot. it wasn't just a crush anymore, its kind of love, a little.

the commoner is hurt whenever she sees the princess and the prince together.

but what could she do?

shes just a simple commoner, shes no one.

will she ever confess to the prince?

how will the princess react to it?

will the commoner sacrifice her love for her friendship with the princess?

or will the commoner forget the princess to be with her one true love, the prince?

does the prince knows that the commoner has feelings for him?

does the prince feels the same way?

what will happen?

a painful, romantic story. full of ups and downs of young love.

the end.