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Princess

"You will be getting out of this room tomorrow at noon." Lukas says as he's sitting on a chair in one of the corners of the room. His hair is perfectly brushed to one side. His glasses sit perfectly on the tip of his nose and match perfectly with his outfit. He's wearing a white shirt with a black tie and some classy black suit pants. His suit jacket is on the other hand onn April's shoulder. She's sitting on the other chair close to Lukas. The only thing that separates the grey chairs is a tiny white table. Lukas fingers slip through a pile of paper that he has on his lap. Probably something combined with the South America tour. I can see April adjust in her seat exited. Her eyes lit up when Lukas's grey eyes meet with her green ones. She then mouths something to him and he immediately eat up and excuses himself. He walks through the door and as soon as he's out the door, April gets up. Winks to me and goes out the same way. I don't want to imagen what they're going to do. I'm just so fucking bored. Pardon my language.

I get up. My feet are still shaken from before when I got that text. I told Lukas about it and he told me not to worry. He said that it probably was just some crazy fan that wanted to scare me. But I just have this bad feeling about this. And I also haven't seen Dante since yesterday. I would have told him about the text but he wasn't here.

I walk around the room taking in every detail. I'm glad that this wasn't just some creepy hospital room. The floors were white marble. And the walls were yellow. Not ugly yellow though. Yellow like the summer, soft yellow. The bedsheets matched the walls as the pillow and mattress were plain white.
I go over to the grey chairs and take a look at the papers Lukas was fiddling with.

They were indeed about the concerts.

October 16th: concert in Mexico City.
October 31st: Halloween concert in Colombia.
November 3rd concert in Colombia.
November 9th: concert in Peru.
November 11th: 2nd concert in Peru:
November 22nd: concert in Brazil.

And it goes like that till December 1st. I guess I have a lot to do. Well at least I'm goin to meet many new people and maybe I'll learn a little Spanish or Portuguese.

I put the papers down as soon as a familiar person shows up in the door. It's the pretty nurse from before. I still get star struck every time I see her. Men must trough themselves at her. Her eyes are the prettiest shade of grey. Like light grey. I wish my eyes looked that unique. My eyes are just brown. Like the common brown color that almost the whole world has except like the ones in Northern Europe. (I'm not judging brown eye color. It's simply what the character thinks. I personally think brown eyes are stunning.)

She comes up to me and helps me into the boring bed again. Her face shows annoyance yet show a little concern also. Her pretty brown hair is put up in a messy bun on the top of her head with a few strands falling down on her forehead. Which clearly shows that she's been working hard and they're not really meant to be there but they make her hair seem more alive and honestly more beautiful.

"I thought I told you to take it easy. You're not supposed to move much if you don't want to be sent to the hospital as soon as this ship arrives." Her deep, feminine voice says as she fixes the sheets to make sure I'm comfortable. She then looks at me and says the most random yet amazing thing ever.

"You know, I'm actually a fan of your music. I think it's absolutely amazing. Your voice is just so sweet and angelic. You're really just the perfect woman. You're absolutely stunning. You're kind and you have amazing talents."

"Wait, really?"

"Yea."

"Thank you so much I really appreciate that. And you're literally the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. Like have you ever looked in the mirror. You're literally stunning." I say and her face shows now pure happiness.