The tricky princess

It’s been two days since I saw the prince. It began to feel like nothing had happened just a few days ago. I try to forget what had happened, but whenever I try to do an assignment, my mind drifts far away to what had happened between the both of us. It feels like a growing pang of hunger. As thoughts of prince Frederick crosses my mind, the famous Russian Rasputin song by boney m comes up on my YouTube collection of old songs. Even if I am still lost in thoughts, I try to do the famous Rasputin dance that I had seen on YouTube earlier on.

“why so into old songs? You definitely look like a chicken dancing like that. Are you trying to do the Rasputin dance, Jamie?” jenny says.

When I hear the tiny chuckle of my big sister, I immediately stop what I intended to do earlier on and get myself up.

“how much time do you have today. You know it will be really nice to take the twins to the zoo. I promised them I would take them,” I say.