Once upon a time... I know what you're thinking, oh no, not that kind of story anymore. They always go there. Once upon a time there was a princess and a prince, then the bad guy comes, they try to take the princess away from the prince. That works. The bad guy ruins a relationship, but then the situation improves and they live happily ever after. The end. These are great stories but they are predictable. Not this one, so let's start again. Once upon a time there was a beautiful young girl named Danielle. She has the reddest hair imaginable (it has the tiniest curls); bright blue eyes, fair skin and 5'3. Yes, she was a princess, but not an ordinary princess. Danielle hated being a princess. She never invited any of her friends because they would see all of her possessions and her parents' castle. Every time she had a birthday party, it was somewhere else, but not in her palace. This year she will be 13 years old. Maybe this time she could tell them her secret. Yeah, I'm his best friend Ivy; I'm 13 years old. I have brown hair with blonde highlights, I have bright green eyes and I'm 1.70m tall! Everything you need to know about Danielle. I'm the one telling all his darkest secrets. I know all about her being a princess and all that, but the only reason I know is because she got sick one day. So, in 5th grade, I brought him homework and assignments to class. My mom dropped me off a block from Danielle's house (unknowingly). I was walking around looking for the address his mother had given me. I headed to the next neighborhood and there was a castle right behind tons of huge buildings with billboards above it so no one could see it. I was shocked. I guessed it was for the rich, maybe 10 mansions long, five stories high, the lightest pink, with...... middle of paper......a friend great and mine too. Danielle was nowhere to be found. “Introduction, Princess Danielle,” Austin and David exclaimed in unison. Danielle went down the grand staircase. She wore a short teal, light pink and purple dress. From his waist down it was teal. Below her waist there was purple and tiny pink ruffles. She wore white high heels with two X-shaped straps around her feet; Danielle wore a white pearl earring, a slightly loose choker also made of pearls and a pearl bracelet around her left wrist. On her head was a tiara. I gasped. She rushed up the stairs and exclaimed, "That's not a look for my party." It's my life. I am a princess. My brothers are princesses; my mother is a queen and my father a king. I live in a castle that you are in now. I am Princess Danielle Elizabeth Trasowech!”