“I swear that if it was not true I will give up my throne,” he said.
“OK, are you sure that you don’t need any help or anything, right?” I asked him, still refusing to believe his story.
“I am absolutely 100% okay, except that I am somehow in this strange world where strangers are not welcomed with politeness,” he said, he seemed to say the last part a bit louder as Brad walked past us to go to the gym. Brad looked back at us with a I’ll-Give-You-A-Polite-Welcome look, but I shook my head and he walked away.
“Well, where were you when you, uh, found yourself here?” I asked, trying to be polite.
“Oh, I don’t know. By some house,” he said, how helpful!
“Any other useful comments you’d like to add?” I asked.
“Look,” he said. “I understand my presence is not welcome, but could you please help me? I promise that the reward will be greater than any struggle!”
I looked at him for a while. He had an innocent face and a pleading smile. You could tell just by looking at him that he was not making this up and he wasn’t insane at all.
“What kind of reward?” I asked, eyeing him. He seemed to think about it for a while.
“You could come live with me in Aumber, you could be my queen! My father has been trying to get me to marry a horrid girl, but my mother told me that if I found another girl, that she would work it out with my father. You could come to back with me and my mother would convince my father to let you marry me!” he said, very excitedly I might add.
“I just met you and you’re already proposing?” I asked. I mean, sure, it was a nice deal. I could get away from Mrs. Kensington, and Brad, and that stupid foster family. I would be queen, nobody would try to boss me around or think little of me, and I would be in a whole different world! Allen would be doing me a favour and I would do him a favour, but marry him? I am eighteen, but it would still be awkward, especially since I just met him about thirty minutes ago!
“Just think about it, ok?” he said and started to walk away, then realized he didn’t know where he was supposed to go and walked back to me. I laughed at him and lead him to Algebra.
I know it's short but I felt as if it was just time to cut it off, plus I'm out of ideas...
