Queen Beau

“Liza! Liza Cong!” she shouts at the top of her voice and I feel annoyed immediately. I H.A.T.E Beau! I’ve been serving her ever since I was 6. Yes, 6. Child abuse, am I right? Working for someone who is the same age as me? It hurt as hell! But, my dad wronged the royal house, and as a punishment to my dad, he’d have to watch his daughter being a servant to the ‘kind' princess. She is just as ruthless and cunning as her mother.  “Liza!” I snap out of my thoughts and run towards her room. “My Royal.” I bow and I look up to find her livid face. Oh, no. I won’t eat dinner today, I just feel it in my gut. “Where were you? Thinking about how awful I am?”  “Yes.” she smiles and throws her dress at me. “I’m gaining, and that no longer fits me. I guessed it’d look good on you, but since you were thinking of killing me, I don't think you deserve it.” I just smile politely and gawk at the dreamy dress in front of me. I never saw this one though.  “Where did you hide this one, you b***h?” and yes, I get to talk to her whichever way I find fit. Let’s just say, I won a bet. Ha, ha, ha.  “Well, to be truthful, it’s your birthday gift.” I frown. What does she mean? “My birthday is three months away.” I say, taking a seat on a couch near the bed she's sitting on. “You’ll wear it on your actual birthday.”  “Will you throw me a party?” she shakes her head and grabs her book. No, no! She should not read the book. Once she reads a book, she doesn't hear anything. She only concentrates on the book.  “b***h! Listen to me!” and, she's on full ‘reading’ mode. Argh, she's such a bore. I'm grateful though. Let me go and put this dress on a good place. PRINCESS BEAU I watch as Liza leaves my room. She is frustrated, but on her birthday, she’ll be surprised and it's a surprise I know she’ll love. I consider Liza as my friend, best friend, but I know she doesn't. I know that she hates me, but I just don't know how to act around her. So, I just lash out. I am the Princess of Frikaland, soon to be Queen, and this is my story.