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"𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕"

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"𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕"

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝟕 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐖𝐀𝐒

sitting in the garden reading yet another book. Which was very boring in her opinion but who cares. There weren't any interesting romance novels to be read either. They were all about a prince saving a princess and them living a happy ever after but what about the enemies or childhood best friends to lover trope. So she was happy when her father told her to go visit someone with her.

As the maid did her hair and the other one prepared her dress, she looked herself in the mirror and thought 'Damn I am fine as hell, imagine what I will look like when I am older I am gonna be a real maneater biach'.Her light baby blue hair and her sky blue were passed down to the family. She stood up and let the maids put on a blue and white dress as well as her blue ballet flats that match her hair.

 She stood up and let the maids put on a blue and white dress as well as her blue ballet flats that match her hair

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She stepped outside the estate with her father as she waved goodbye to her mother

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She stepped outside the estate with her father as she waved goodbye to her mother. Getting inside the carriage and beginning the visit to that someone.

"[𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄]'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕"

After the long ride, we stepped out of the carriage in front of a big estate. As we stepped inside we were greeted by a butler who led us towards what I assumed was the office of his master. Everything was going fine until I saw a butterfly going towards another hallway and I followed it.

As I was getting closer to the butterfly I noticed that it lead me towards the garden and there I saw her Jennette. 'She is so cute ' i thought 'An angel no a saint'

I walked towards her and treated her " Hello I am [N-Name] de costa it is a pleasure meeting you young lady " 'did I just stutter I never stutter ' i thought 

She turned around with a surprised look on her face " I am Jennette margarita it is a pleasure meeting you" she said as a blush and a big smile appeared on her face 'So blinding, I wanna hug her' I grabbed her hand and said " Do you happen to know where the office is?" she said " A- yes follow me " and took my hand to lead me towards to what I assumed the office.

After we walked for what I think 5 minutes we arrived in front of a big door. I knocked and then the door opened and I saw dad sitting on the couch drinking tea. When I saw him I said "Daddy!!" and run towards him "Look I made a friend" and then he said "What" and tilted his head to show that he is confused."Look at her daddy isn't she so cute!! I want her daddy! I want her to be my friend!?"

Daddy looked to the left and glanced at Roger who nodded his head. As daddy turned to me with a smile I jumped down and run to Jennette to hug her. As I hugged her I said "Now that you are my friend I will call you Jetty " I watched how her eyes widened and she started to blush "Y-Yes!" Aww, how cute is this girl? 'My first friend ever!!' I took her hand and said "Let's go play" with a beaming smile and run towards the garden. 

By the time I was done playing with Jetty It was afternoon. I had to pit her a goodbye which I didn't want to. By the time we went home, I realized what just happened . ' I GOT REINCARNATED TO WHO MADE ME A PRINCESS AND I EMPERESSED MYSELF IN FRONT OF EVERYONE!!' 

I felt my soul life my body from embarrassment.

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𝐄𝐧𝐝 𝐎𝐟 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐


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