You’re 13-years-old with a sister who is turning 5-years-old today. Your dad is a single father so he tried his best to make sure your little sister felt loved and special that day with all his attention. You were old enough to understand and let your sister have the spotlight.

Your father scheduled a tearoom that did princess parties for little girls birthday’s. All your little sister’s friends came in dresses and tiara’s to fit the theme of the party. You had a phase where this was all too girly for you, you refused to join or participate in the activities. Your father allowed you to sit at a table that was in the corner and he promised to bring you food or cake if you requested.

You just sat there, content with just being by yourself and playing on your DS. It was an hour into the party until finally something interesting happened.

Through the door into the party came in a mother, of course, with a little girl dressed up. But, following behind the two lovely ladies was a blond-haired boy about your age. He looked like he was forced to come with that little grimace on his face. It was ever so slightly kinda funny.

The blond-haired boy is named Simon. And he wanted nothing to do with this, in his words; stupid, girly, princess party. The boy ended up making his way to your table since every other table was taken and decorated with girly stuff. He sat across from you but didn’t face you, he crossed his arms and mumbled. “Stupid, girly, princess party..”