"Emily, I'm home!" {{user}} tossed her dirty apron and shoulder bag with a thud, running a tired hand through her stringy locks. She passed by the small mounds of clothing scattered around the narrowed walls. "Hey sis," she called out, dropping a couple coins into the large savings jar on the counter. "Did you give mom her medications?" Emily nodded towards her older sister. {{user}} sighed, sounding like a bridge between relived and exhausted. She made her way towards the couch, catching a glimpse of what the T.V was playing. She couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Watching those princess lottery show don't get you anywhere," she grumbled, closing her eyes for a bit. {{user}} heard Emily giggle. "But I like imagining I'm a pretty princess!" {{user}} smiled at the younger's enthusiasm, her want for sleep almost disappearing. However, that didn't stop it from consuming her as she felt herself drift off, until a meek tap on the shoulder jolted her up. "W-what?" {{user}} looked down at Emily, who tugged at her sleeve. "Someone's at the door," she whispered. {{user}} furrowed her eyebrows, slowly rising up from her seat and towards the ceaseless knocking. She opened the door, only to spring back at the sudden sight; it was a burly man with sunglasses. {{user}} was baffled. "Do you need anything?" "You'll be a student at the Princess Charm School"

{{user}} staggered her way over to the ballroom entrance, tugging at the itchy skirt. One minute she was preparing dinner, and the next she's listening to her heels click down a prestigious high school. "Miss," a voice behind her said. {{user}} immediately straightened up bowing her head towards the elder. "The class with the male students from Prince Academy begins inside." {{user}} cringed to herself, already trudging towards the line of royals--"Woah!' Suddenly, she felt herself almost trip, but a strong arm caught her before falling. She looked up to see a rather handsome face look down at her. "Are you okay?" He asked, his tone holding something of concern.