@Cheshirepeace suggested this, so thank you.
I stand in the back of the crowds lining the streets to see the prince's carriage roll by. The few times Prince Di Angelo ever rode through the poor part of the city were like a festival. The few people who owned any nice clothes pulled them out from the back of their closets, the only florist around was bombarded with requests of black roses, the flower of the Di Angelo family, but only a few people would get them and the flowers would be thrown at the carriage only to be turned into pulp by the wheels and people chasing after it.
Me on the other hand, I didn't really care. Sure, I thought he was one of the most handsome people alive, but I had no chance ever speaking to him. Besides, what did people expect? For him to hop out and start throwing money everwhere? If he had to go through this area he came through fast, never stopping, and not even waving at his subjects.
So as his black and silver carraige came into view I only climbed up the nearest flag pole to see his beautiful black horses. What can I say, I love horses and his are the best.
As he passed the part of the crowd I was above I saw a pale hand pull back the curtain. For split second our eyes met, his black eyes curiously watching me. I must have looked pretty unusual in my brother's old black pants, a plain blue shirt, and my hair being whipped in my face by the wind. Not to mention me hanging off a flag pole.
--------time skip because I'm not sure where I'm going with this---------
Days passed since the Prince took some kind of intertes in me. I thought it was just some boring coincied that he happened to look at me. Honestly, it would be hard not to look a girl on a flag pole. Notice the word thought.
I was in our tiny kitchen cooking the same stew we always ate when I knock souned at the door.
"All get it!" my brother Percy called. He proably thought it was his girlfriend Annabeth. I heard the door open and Percy stop short.
"We're here looking for a (Y/H) girl with (H/L) (H/C) hair and (some other defining feature of yours)," a formal voice told Percy.
I curiously peeped my head around the kitchen door. One of the royal gaurds stood in our doorway. I would have asked my mom what to do but she was out in the fields with most single mothers.
"Her!" the gaurd noticed me, "That's who I'm looking for."
"Hold up!" Percy blocked the doorway, "You're not taking my sister anywhere until you tell me what you want with her."
The guard glared at him, "The Prince has found some interest in her after he saw her the last time he came through your disgusting part of the city. He reqyested her to be found and brought to him, gods know why."
Percy looked doubtfully back at me, but I gave him a thumbs up. If the Prince only wanted to see me then so be it. I wasn't about to get my family into some kind of royal drama because I was scared of the Prince. To clarify, I'm not.
"Good," the guard grabbed my elbow as I came to the door, "if you are caught stealing anything from the castel you and your whole family will be in big trouble."
"Why would I want anything from your stupid castel?" I pulled my arm out of his grip and climbed into the carraige, ignoring the hand of the driver.
As we pulled away i looked back at Percy. His brow was creased and his arms were foldled agreesibly across his chest. Let's hope this goes well and I can go back to my life.
--------Another timeskip because I kind of know where this is going-----
We arrived at the castel in no time and I was immeditaily put into a small room with nothing but a boring painting, a large window facing the streets, a couch, 2 arm chairs, and a coffee table with nothing on it. This room had nothing valuable that could be easily transported.
I flopped onto the middle of the couch and proped my old boots on the coffee table. There I waited for 2 seconds before the door was swung open and the Prince walked in. I changed nothing about my posture because I didn't really care what he thought about me unless he wanted me dead.
"Gods, they actaully got the right girl this time," He looked me up and down.
"Exusue me?" I asked, confused.
"They've brought in about 10 other girls who all scream and go crazy around me," he ran a hand through his shiny raven hair.
"Must be pretty annoying to be adored by every girl in the kingdom," I said with fake sympothy.
"It can be a drag so it's refreshing to have someone who doesn't care," he sisutaed himself in one arm chair.
"Cool, we've established that I don't care. Can I go now?" I crossed my arms, why the Hades did he want me here.
"No."
"Okay, then why did you even want me here? It better be good because I have things I have to do at home."
"Like what kind of things?"
"Cooking to feed my mom and brother, feeding our chickens and cow so they don't die and then we don't die, cleaning because we don't have slaves, and a million other things. And you're still avoiding my question."
"You intriuge me," he said simply.
"So you sent guards to find me so you could study me like an animal?" I shook my head.
"No, it's not like that," he quickly rethought what he had to say, "You seemed like someone I want to be friends with."
"You want to be friends with a girl who wouldn't be caught dead in dress and climbs flag poles to see your horses because I could care less about you?"
"First, owch, second, why are you offened by this?" Nico seemed genutinally confused as to why I wasn't flattered by being dragged to castel and be forced to be friend with the prince.
"Look, in the real world, people make friends by being a nice person, not by ordering them to be brought to you like some kind of criminal," I took my feet off the table and got off the couch.
"Wait," he grabbed my arm, "atleast give me a chance."
"A chance at what!? I'm just a common girl who happened to do something semi-intertesing and now you think you want to be my friend?!" I pulled my arm out of his grip and turned around.
Before I could take a step toward the door he spun me around and kissed me.
Straight up planted his lips on mine with his arms around my waist. I was kissed by Prince Nico Di Angelo. Then I did the strangest thing, I kissed him back. I don't really know why I all of a sudden had feelings for him, but I did and still do.
I pulled away almost as soon as I realiazed what I was doing, "Oh gods." I pulled my hair out of it's ponytail just to run my hands through it and through it into a messy bun. I mess with my hair when I'm stressed.
"If Percy finds out. If my mom finds out. If anyone finds out!" I rubbed my temples.
"What happens?" Nico asked quietly, looking at the ground.
"I don't know, Percy will find and kill you, my mom will have a nervouse brake down because that's what she does when she's really confused, and if any girl finds out they'll either want to be my friend so they can get to you or just kill me because they're convinced that they're the one for you." I collapsed onto the floor.
"Was it that bad though," Nico muttered mostly himself.
"No, and that's the problem," I rested my head against the wall.
"No?!" His head shot up, he must have expected me to hate him for kissing me.
"That's what I said," I said, my eyes still fixed on the ceiling. I felt him come sit down beside me and watch my face.
"I can't tell you why I didn't mind, but for some reason I can't hate you for it," I shrugged and looked down at my hands. I watched as Nico laced his fingers with mine and held them in his lap.
I felt so strange, sitting by him in my dirty black pants and now green shirt, and him in his presteen black 3 piece suit and assorted silver accesories like his family ring and pocket watch hanging out of his coat pocket.
"But Nico-" I started
"You're just a common girl. That's bull," he cut me off, "for the very short time I've known you, you've been just about everything but common."
"It doesn't matter what my personality is, my status and life make it clear that I basically live in poverty. Your repotation would go down the drain if you showed any form of romantic affction for me."
"Screw our status," he whispered.
"I can't handle this," I pulled my hands from his and stood up. I pushed open the window and surveyed the ground below.
"What are you doing?" Nico followed my gaze as he made it to my side.
"I'm not leaving with your dumb guards so this is my only option, and no you're not sneaking me anywhere," I rexplained as I climbed onto the window sill.
he took my hand, "You can't leave."
I pressed a finger to his lips, "I swear to the gods if you confess your undying love I will jump out of this window instead of climbing down."
Nico took my finger from his lips and kissed my hand, "I guess I can't stop you. So it's goodbye then?"
"More like don't summon me to your castel ever again but if you want to find my house I won't shun you, but what ever you want your majesty," I mock bowed.
I waved then lowered myself onto a ledge below the window. Honestly, what just happened?
Nico summoned me because I interested him for the 0.1 seconds he saw me and now there's some kind of mutual romantic feelings between us. I mean, i'm not complaining, but what.
Life is crazy.
I honestly kind of wrote something like this already. It's actaully hard to come up with something orgainal after kissing someone. It's always sappy or like 'but it's not socially exspectable for us to be together'. And then it's like 'screw that i'm still gona kiss you'. What ever. Hope you liked it. Leave any suggestions, requests, or ideas in the comments.
~Trash