This was the story that I was suppose to post long time ago, after Baseball, but didn't. I'm not done with the story and don't know where it's going. However, I just felt like posting something up. So errrgooo.. :)

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Fairytale

The little girl sat on her godmother's lap and laid her small head on the older girl's chest; her eyes drooping and her body relax. Before running out of energy, she was running around in her backyard, playing around while her mother and her mother's best friend sat and watched her, smiling.

The child looked and acted both like her mother and father. She had her mom's smile, nose, hair, and attitude while she had her dad's eyes, ears, and sense of humor. She is always full of energy and a smile that could turn any frown into a grin. In a way, she was like her "aunt" too, especially when her eyes sparkles like an expensive and most valuable diamond across the land.

The girl who is now exhausted, shifted her body for a comfortable position on her godmother's body. She grabbed her "aunt's" waist with her tiny arms, hugging it tightly. Her tiny mouth began to open and words escaped her lips.

"Will you tell me a fairytale story Aunt Mi?" the precious darling asked.

The young woman smiled at her goddaughter as she nodded her head lightly and let her soft curls bounce onto her shoulder and back. She moved her body and leaned in more to the couch to get herself more comfy. She wraps her arms around the tiny body sitting on her lap and lays her lips on the toddler's head before starting the story.

Once upon a time, a young princess met a fine prince. They met at a ball with lots of people from all around. The princess' friend, Prince Zachary, introduced the prince to her. When they met, he held up his hand for a handshake, but the lovely princess giggled and refused, saying "I don't do handshakes, I do hugs." The boy, although confused, just shrugged it off and smiled as he held up his arms and let the girl snuggle up to him and give him a friendly hug.

Then, from then on, the two were inseparable. They became instant best friend and eventually became more than that. He became her prince charming and she became his girl. Their family and everyone around them thought they were going to last forever and so did the princess. However, an evil lady came their way. She took the prince from the princess and left her crying in agony and misery. She cried and cried all night and all day; her heart broken into millions of pieces, scattered on the ground, and unable to mend.

One day, she was in her room in a big beautiful castle and she saw a picture of the wicked witch and the prince holding hands and looking happy on a newspaper. She once again started sobbing uncontrollably.

Days past by and so did months, finally she was almost fine. She had another prince with her and even though, he doesn't compare to the old prince and wasn't in love with him, her broken heart seemed to somewhat began to repair itself. The princess' smile and amazing laugh displayed itself once again and her sparkling eyes shown at times. She was getting stronger.

Until one day, something unexpected happen. She saw her first love and became best friends once again. They even went to lunch together where everyone took pictures of them and videos. The people even taped the prince charming accidentally hitting another car slightly. It was hilarious, yet it was… okay. It was funny.

Anyways, things became better for the princess and her previous boyfriend. When her new love broke her heart, he was there to help her ease the pain. He even came to spend at least one day with her while she was in a far away land. They had a great time. The two spent jet skiing and a romantic walk on the beach. It was what the princess had been waiting for.

Until, another storm had torn them apart for the second time. This time, it was more intense and it got the best of the princess. She rebelled so much after the second time her heart were smashed on the ground and stomped on. She once again cried and cried, letting her tears drop until no water was available in her eyes.

Her smile faded and her blue eyes became a dull gray through a couple of weeks and with the help of another young man, the Duke of Australia, she began to feel special again. Slowly, she began to smile and began to feel beautiful.

Time passes by and she learned to love the Duke. He was nice to her and loved her. He made her feel like she was the queen of the world and everything more. He was kind and gentle; he never broke her fragile heart. Although they do have their small fights, they do make up afterwards. He loves her. He loves her dearly.

Now, the Duke and the princess are getting married soon. He asked her a few months ago and she said yes, three times. He went down on his knees and took out the mesmerizing ring while he asked her to be his wife. The princess let the tears flow onto her tanned cheeks and nodded her head. The man smiled and hugged her off the ground, spinning her round and round.

The princess is now happy, her heart mostly whole. She loves the Duke of Australia and knows how lucky she is to have him. However, no matter how time goes on, she can't help but question about the prince who stole and kept a piece of her heart. Sometimes, no, most of the time, she still remembers the lingering sparks that she felt as his hand softly touches her arms or any part of her body and the way his kisses always left her brain dead.

Don't get me wrong, she does feel the sparks going through her when the duke wraps his arms around her waist, but it is never the same. The flicker is mediocre and average unlike the prince charming's.

Regardless of how many tears dropped down her face or how many times she was left in agony because of that prince that walked away, she will always be in love with him and that's never going to stop.

The godmother finished her story and a tear ran down her cheek and onto her arms. She sighs and quickly wiped the tear marks from her face. She looked down and found the little girl sleeping gently and peacefully. She smiled and got up from her position on the couch. She carried her precious goddaughter up in her room and set her down lightly, hoping not to wake her up.

When the child was fast asleep on her bed and was already tucked in her cotton fluffed blanket, the older girl shut the door and walked down to the kitchen where she found her best friend sitting on the stool in front of the island and sipping a cup of tea. She weakly smiled at her friend who became like a sister to her over the years. The other girl grinned and placed both of her hands, clasping one another on the marble counter while the godmother of her daughter sat on the stool across from her.

"So princess, are you sure you want to marry the duke?" her best friend, Demi asked.

The superstar was taken back. She didn't know that her friend, the rockstar had heard her story. She thought that she was still washing and drying her family's clothes while she took care of the little girl.

"Mi, are you still in love with Nick?" she asked more serious this time.

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I have another part that's written.. so maybe I'll post that up to. But, after the second part, there's nothing. So yup.. Sorry. I dont know if I'm continuing this.

Um.. for other news, I am currently writing You Make Me Wanna Ch2 so hopefully it'll be done by this weekend. I haven't really got anything done because I haven't really touched my computer since my family came here. They have been using it while I wasn't. So, hopefully tomorrow, I can finish it and post it early. But never know. Anyways, that's it.

Thanks for reading. Reviews are appreciated. Thanku. :)