His Maid, Her Prince 7 Summerton

We packed our bags last night and n.o.body was shocked when I filled 2 suitcases full and a duffle bag full of drawing supplies and my softball.

"What?" I asked. They all just looked at me till Anna rolled her eyes.

"You have like 20 bags Ava."

"So?" They new how much I loved my clothes. I loved designing them, perfecting them, and I loved to dress them up in my clothes.

"Never mind." Brook sighed.

"Whatever. I mean in my defense we don't know how long we will be staying."

"She got a point." Rachel pointed out.

"I've always got a point." I flashed a smile at that.

We got out of the car and onto a private runway.

We all stood their mouths hanging open there on the runway stood a private airplane. Rich people, I thought. I rolled my eyes and Anna must of noticed because she said "Someone's a little jelly." 

"Aren't we all." I was speaking for all of us when I said that.

After a long flight

We steps of the airplane and I was greeted with a cool breeze and the sun s.h.i.+ning in the sky like a golden jewel. The greenest gra.s.s I've ever seen was everywhere with a rainbow of flowers in the field. So this is why is was called Summerton.

"May I ask why we are in a field." I asked the politer.

"We are at the royal family's private runway. They like to keep it away from the other airfields so they aren't disturbed."

Rich sn.o.bs.

All of a sudden a young man - who had to be the same age as us- came out of a limo and walked towards us. He was handsome you had to admit, but he wasn't my type.

"My name is Roshan. I am the royal family's driver." You could tell he was Indian because of his Indian accent.

Rachel all of a sudden turned a beet red. It was hard to tell when she was blus.h.i.+ng because of her dark skin, but at that moment I knew she was.

"Someone's blus.h.i.+ng~" I hummed. She whipped her head around so fast and turned a even darker shade of red if that was possible. I was snickering into my palm with Cam soon joining in.

And soon we were off. We drove down a dirt rode until we reached the main streets. Soon we reached a diamond-gla.s.s wall that formed a set of gates. This is where all the Lord and Lady's live. And the royal family. The gates opened up and we went down the main road. High end expensive shops lined each side of the streets. From silks to sweets.

We turned later on and there was a hill. On the hill sat the palace. Mansions for the hill also. They all looked like like blobs against the bright blue sky.

I must of fell asleep on the way there because I felt someone shaking me awake.

Rachel's face was inches from mine, "Wakey wakey sleepy head."

I groaned and sat up. Who knew a limo could be so comfy.

Soon we came upon tall black iron gates in a fancy design. There it was. The palace. The palace is a made up of glorious white stone, with spreading green lawns. There was Italian gardens in front of the house, and moonlight colored balconies over looking them. There was even tall pillars like from old Greek myth. Tall cedar trees formed a covering over the dirt ride leading up to it ti provide share.

This palace looks like it is from a old Greek myth.

That's when I saw her. Belle was waiting up on the large front steps with a handsome man. The two looked similar.

He had large broad shoulders with muscles. He had  short ink black hair put to the side in a little short arch. His eyes were a light blue eyes with tan skin. He had a "sculpted" jawline like that could make any girl swoon.

I'm doomed.