I am James, Earl of Wessex. I am 17 and the son of Prince Edward of Edinburgh and Duchess Sophie. I attend Bradley College where I am top of my class, I play football and am on the shooting team as well as the cadets which is ambulance training. I am grandson of Queen Elizabeth II and Prince Philip.

At school, in my class there is a girl, Helena. She’s Belgian and absolutely beautiful and smart.. she puts me to shame actually. She is the crush of every guy.. including me of course. As heaven planned, my teacher paired me up with me up with Helena. My mates are fucking jealous

I spent the afternoon cleaning my room, making sure the palace is in perfect shape. Helena is meant to be here at 4pm, it’s currently 4:15.. I am walking up and down nervously. As I do, my parents, the duke and Duchess of Edinburgh are laughing at me. I softly groan. My parents are very lovey dovey despite being married 25 years. The second the doorbell rings I pounce and open it