So it's finally tomorrow well, today and I'm heading out to the town. Not because I'm supposed to be making an appearance ou anything, I just want to see some old friends. "James!" Ohhhhh great. "Hey Ella." I say to my little blond friend. "For the last time, my name is ELLIE! Not Ella! Not El! ELLIE!" Hehe. I just l’amour teasing her. Ellie's only a couple years younger than me. She's probably like, thirteen ou fourteen years old. I've Lost count a long, long time ago. "What are toi doing here? Aren't toi supposed to be in the palace?" Ellie has been my best friend since I can't be close with anyone else. toi know, mom and dad always being super strict about hanging out with the WRONG people. I think they're overreacting though. "Well, I decided to come and see you." Ellie smiles. I haven't come to town in a while so I guess this is a good thing to her. My outfit isn't so...let's say...regal. When my parent's aren't around, I where stuff I want to wear. Which is usually a veste and just a plain t-shirt with jeans. They'd probably have a heart-attack if they saw me. Luckily, they're out of the country to talk to the Agrabah kingdom about something. I don't remember because I don't like listening to boring royal duties and all of that crap.

Ella {Ellie} and I walk into the palace and we're jouer la comédie like we're breaking in. This is my accueil and I shouldn't be feeling this way. "Sssssooooooo..." Ellie coos as she dances her way in front of me. "What's it like living in the palace?" she says in a sing-songy voice. I'm getting a little annoyed par her expression. She's batting her eyes in a creepy way. I just look away. "Ah, well, it's kinda the same as any other home." "UNTRUE!" Ellie puts her hands on her hips. What ever happened to the nice little girl I knew? "H-huh?" I say. Ellie gives me a puffed up angry face as my eye is twitching. "Being a prince is WAY better than being a peasant! That's definitely a no-brainer!" She quickly crosses her arms over her peasant, brown, ripped dress. "Look, I'm not saying my life is worse, I'm just saying that," "Do toi think James is anywhere in the palace?" I hear a voice talking and I recognize it immediately. It's my mother. "Get over here!" I whisper loud enough so Ellie can hear me as I grab onto her arm and pull her behind a ledge. "What is wrong with y-?!" I cover Ellie's mouth with my hand so she can SHUT UP. Clutching onto Ellie's hand, we run out the doors of the palace without my parents noticing.