As Melonie and I keep walking and talking, I decide to ask her some questions.
"Soooo, why did u run away from home pagina anyway?"
I ask her. She just shrugs.
"It's a pretty long story." Melonie says with an embarrassed chuckle.
"Oh. Well, if u don't mind me asking, were you, I don't know, feeling like an outcast. Cause, u know, I. Was." Melonie asks.
I'm not confessing anything to this girl but, I've got to make her feel comfortable in telling me something. "Yeah. I know who u are." Oh snap! What if she really does know who I am?! I'd be in deep, deep trouble!
"Okay then. Who am I?" I try to say in a calm-ish tone.
"You're Prince James of Syracuse. Your parents are King Proteus and Queen Kida." She says in a obviously tone.
How the hell does this girl know all of this stuff? {A/N: Sorry about the language.} Is she a stalker? Dude, that'd be creepy.
"How do u know all this?" I ask her.
Melonie looks at me like I don't have a clue in the world.
"Uh, you're a prince? Of course I would know that!"
She keeps walking and I try to keep up with her through the sea of people and creatures.
"How would u know that, exactly?" I question.
Melonie sighs and stops. Her long black hair is flowing in the wind.
"Because," she starts. "I'm a princess."
"Soooo, why did u run away from home pagina anyway?"
I ask her. She just shrugs.
"It's a pretty long story." Melonie says with an embarrassed chuckle.
"Oh. Well, if u don't mind me asking, were you, I don't know, feeling like an outcast. Cause, u know, I. Was." Melonie asks.
I'm not confessing anything to this girl but, I've got to make her feel comfortable in telling me something. "Yeah. I know who u are." Oh snap! What if she really does know who I am?! I'd be in deep, deep trouble!
"Okay then. Who am I?" I try to say in a calm-ish tone.
"You're Prince James of Syracuse. Your parents are King Proteus and Queen Kida." She says in a obviously tone.
How the hell does this girl know all of this stuff? {A/N: Sorry about the language.} Is she a stalker? Dude, that'd be creepy.
"How do u know all this?" I ask her.
Melonie looks at me like I don't have a clue in the world.
"Uh, you're a prince? Of course I would know that!"
She keeps walking and I try to keep up with her through the sea of people and creatures.
"How would u know that, exactly?" I question.
Melonie sighs and stops. Her long black hair is flowing in the wind.
"Because," she starts. "I'm a princess."