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"I have an offer for you, Charlotte."

"Charlie. It's Charlie." She corrected.

Francine ignored. "You allow me to switch places with you for a year and in exchange, I pay you enough to clear the hospital bills for your father."

Charlotte smirks, clearly amused by the idea. "When do we start?"

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Francine Maxwell, a twenty-year-old princess has always had one desire before she takes over the throne and succeeds in the king - her father.
To live a life like an ordinary individual. To explore the world on her own. To understand the sentiments of her subjects and to soar high like a free-bird.

Enter Charlotte 'Charlie' Robinson. 

Charlie- a twenty- year- old-  has always been a tomboy for as long as she remembers. Living only with a cancer patient of a father, she has to work at a restaurant and look for part-time jobs to make ends meet and also to pay for her father's hospital bills.

What would happen when these two 'identical' adults meet?

Yes. You heard that right. They are not related in any way but they are look-alikes. Francine wants life to be enjoyable. She wants to break the rules for once. Charlie wants nothing more than to have enough money in her bank account to save her father's life.

Will the journey be that easy?
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Warning: This story contains curse words, so if you're not used to them read them at your own risk.
This story is inspired from a few movies and books. It is not a copied work as the plot is totally different.

THE PRINCESS AND THE TOMBOY..

"You just have a few broken ribs and a fracture. Other than that, you're all good." Nurse Sophie smiled, writing something on her clipboard and handing the paper to Nicole.


She smiled. "In a few hours, yes. But first, pay the bills."


I frowned. "Bills again? I told you, nurse, I am managing it. It'll take time."


She shook her head in disbelief. "I suppose I am talking about yours, Charlie. Not your daddy dearest. Also, as you have oh-so kindly reminded me about those bills, make sure you pay them."


I smiled. "you know, even the doctors aren't that bothered about the bills as much as you are. Come on, woman! Relax a little!"


She frowned. "The doctors don't personally tell you this because of me, Charlie. I have been assigned to your daddy dearest. All of the necessary information comes to me -including the fact that you need to pay those bills as quickly as possible because the doctors might stop the chemotherapy for this. I'm sure you do not want that."


I assured her. "I don't, nurse Sophie. Truth is, I don't have much to pay his bills. I'm currently looking for part-time jobs but even the total income will not be able to pay this amount. I'll try and pay in installments, will it be okay?"


She smiled. "As long as you try, it is alright." 


She walked out of the door and that was when Nicole turned to me. 


"I'm paying this bill." She waved the bill in front of my eyes.


I sighed. "Fine, do it. I'm not in the mood to argue."


She flashed her victory smile and as she jumped down from her chair.


 "Good, because if you did argue, I wouldn't have backed down without a fight."


"Wanna meet your dad?" Nicole asked as she stared through the glass window on the door. 


"Not today, Nic. I need to go home and relax. Besides, dad would freak out if he saw this." I pointed out the sling.


She laughed. "Yeah, and then you would have to explain the whole scenario of-"


"-How stupid I was and how doubly stupid my friend here was who was stuck on a tree."


She smacked my arm - the one inside the sling.


"This is what you get for calling me stupid!" She huffed.


"Doubly stupid." I corrected to which I received a glare.


She grabbed by the sling-free arm and dragged me outside, screaming.


"So, how was your day?" I asked her, glancing sideways to see her expression. She was pouting and trying to avoid me by distracting herself from driving.


"I really enjoyed the day, now. The swings, the drive, the riding shotgun. It was all fun. You really can make such amazing plans."


She did not utter a word, but the corner of her lips twitched indicating that she was trying to fight a smile.


I continued. "Thank God, you can make amazing plans like this. I'll finally win my $100 from Eric."


"Eric? Why would he give you $100?" She finally asked, taking a right turn.


"Bet on if I could make amazing plans?" She glanced at me for a mere second.


I smiled. "Nah, bet on how long it took me to get you to talk to me."


She suddenly realized what just happened. I had manipulated her into talking to me.


She shook her head, trying to hide her smile with annoyance. "You're annoying, you know that?"


Once, we reached my apartment's parking lot, I got out of the car and shot Nicole a quick goodbye before heading home. Finally, I was done with the day and now that I had a broken arm, I had to take care of it.


Once I reached the door to my 'home sweet home', I fished inside my bag to get my keys out. That was when I saw the umbrellas there. 


Wow, I guess I should start believing the weatherman, after all.


Smiling to myself, I took out the keys and inserted it into the lock. The lock opened with a click sound and allowed me in. 


Bets and Broken Ribs