The Prince & I: The Prince & I Season 1 - 5
Joy's New Best Friend
"Rey, you're very kind to invite me tonight. So it's not nice, uh, with Princess Zoy," Princess Chelsea pretended to wink repeatedly at Joy without looking at her directly, in an overly contrived tone of apologetic voice.
"Want to remember our past in school alone, the story of our friends." Rey laughed cheerfully at Joy a little, as if siding with Joy's opponent now.
Then for half an hour, Rey was instead engrossed in nostalgia, chatting with her second beautiful guest, and silenced Joy, who was sitting alone at the end of the table without wanting to nod a word. Looks like Chelsea had Rey's desk tonight.
"Sorry so. I'll excuse you, if Your Majesty permits. I'm already feeling tired. See you in the final tomorrow, Prince Rey, Princess Chelsea." Pamit Joy while trying to smile and nod politely. "Good night."
"Young.gu.." Rey tried to hold him back. But too late, Joy's gone.
"Come on, Prince Rey, let's continue our conversation," Chelsea smiled wide at pleasure, feeling the upper hand. He held her tightly to Prince Rey's coat arm.
"Uhs. I just meant to test Joy. He was also jealous of me. Good anyway. But now I'm forced to get stuck with this boring girl." regretted Rey alone in the heart.
That night Joy decided she had better go out to comfort herself, take a walk in the rose garden under the full moon.
"Rey was on purpose or what the hell, didn't he know my rival was laughing in the heart of pleasure while I was away desperately struggling to hold back the jealousy that was about to explode in my chest?"
"What's Princess Zoy? Looks like you're fretting." The voice of the other girl present by his side made Joy startled.
"Oh, you, Princess Agnez. Sorry, I'm upset with Rey. I left my date because His Majesty was more interested in conversing with Princess Chelsea."
"Before, thank you, you were so kind to defend me about the roses I got in the preliminary round race last afternoon."
"No problem. You seem to be much better than Chelsea and Velove."
"of course. I'm not familiar and I don't like them either! From the time we went to school, the two tried desperately to get close to Prince Rey. But the friendly Prince Rey doesn't want a girlfriend. Yeah, Chelsea in particular, clap one hand."
"intriguing. Let's sit on the park bench and tell me more!"
"Of course!"
That night Joy gets a little upset with Rey, but makes a new friend: Princess Agnez. They kept talking about everything until midnight. It feels much better after confiding with a girl similar to him, at least his mood so much better facing the final round tomorrow.
"Yes. You must win, promise well, to repay their treatment of me."
"Of course, for the sake of you and all the tomboyish and nerd girls in the world, I'll prove we're no less attractive and charming than the Berbi-style girls like the two of them."
Hand in hand, they headed for the hallway of the palace where all the participants' daughters' rooms were staying, then parted to their respective rooms.
"Good night. Thank you for beating me up." Joy says goodbye to her new best friend.
"Night, good sleep okay?" Agnez was also happy, that night he got a new friend who was not much different from him.
The next day the deciding round, the final round. The three of them, the finalists, were awakened early in the morning by the supervisors and told to get ready to take a shower, have breakfast and enter the dressing room.
"Like a newlywed." lamented Joy who was still very sleepy.
"spirit... Today, what is Rey doing? Must be able to, must be successful, must win !!!"
The other two princesses were chatting and laughing, as if they had definitely won.
"Yesterday Rey was very friendly. Good thing a lot of the TV crew couldn't have dared to kiss and hug me." Chelsea began to speak out loud, deliberately to let Joy hear.
"Oh yeah? You're a pretty flirt, anyway. All the guys are also melting with you, let alone you're good at cooking, good at dancing, and an accomplished seducer." Velove said flatteringly as if she was looking for face, while smiling insinuously.
"If only a foreign princess from a strange and obscure new state would have gotten nothing in her education, a good way of walking, was very lacking. How to sit that manners, table manners, ethics, really seems less well. Ah, maybe the school is the same as the commoners. It is not fun to study with ordinary people. Must be in the reot building. It's nothing. Empty springing." Chelsea puffed up again with her arrogance.
"Uhh, I want to just her hair twisted like a rope mine, so it becomes disheveled like a broken mine! But, ah, that's it." Joy was patient. Cool. Calm. Only words spoken by envious people that do not need to be put into the heart.
"Prepare all !! Line up neatly, body erect, put on a smile. We're heading for the ballroom." said the supervisor, opening the door wide.
The final of the Royal Evertonia Games of Love is about to begin!