Undercover (ON HOLD)

A Princess in the making is very stressful work. Listening to her brother Clairissa goes on a break night out with him. She then wakes up in a strange place. She ventres through the city when she is attacked by a gangster. She flees for her life. She runs into a crowd of people and cameras, not careing about who might see her she keeps running, even worse security guards are chasing her, she's still running until she crashes into the body of a handsom young blonde boy. She changes her name to Clare and tries to find a way back to her home, but has to stay Undercover. Dedicated to my best friend forever&always AKA: Clare.

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3. The Party

"Clarissa! You ready yet?" Harry yelled at me through my door.

"Just a minute!" I yelled back. I looked at myself in the mirror. I wore my short black dress, it's emo, goth but it still rocks. Black heels, gold hooped earrings, my pink varsity jacket, and no makeup. What was I missing? Oh yes my neckalace! I went over to my dresser and picked up the neckalace. My ex boyfriend Marcus gave it to me... I don't know why I wear it anymore, I guess I'm not going to take it of until someone heals me. I look at the silver heart with little dimonds on it.

"Clarissa! Let's go!" Harry yelled nocking me out of my thoughts. I slipped the neckalace on fastly and open the door. "Hey wadda I miss?" I asked.

"Only the last few years! God girls take so long to change," Harry said.

I rolled my eyes, "Whatever!" I shut the door to my room and we headed off.

*At the Party*

"Harry my man, what can I do for ya?" The doorman asked.

"My sister here and I would like to go in," Harry answered.

The doorman looked over at me in surprise. He was a tall dark man, with broad shoulders and a tight face, he was very buff and looked really mean. Someone you woudn't want to be stuck in an alley with. He grabbed my hand and kissed it. "It's nice to meet you Princess," he said.

I smiled "Just call me Clarissa."

"Any lucky man yet?" he asked.

"No all the Prince's are the same. You look lovely my dear, it is a honor finally to get to meet you," I mocked "There all stuck up snobbs."

"That's too bad, won't your mother be furious that your out, I hear she's very stricked."

"She is, but she doesn't know I'm out," I said.

"We got a rebel here!" he laughed.

Harry smiled "Less talky more let us iny."

"Okay......" I said.

"Well it was nice to meet you Clarissa if you need anything at all just call," he said.

"Thanks..."

"Nat! My names Nat," he said.

"Well thank you Nat," I said and ran after Harry.

"That took forever," Harry said.

"He doesn't seem like it at first but he's a nice lad," I said.

"Ooh Clarissa's got a crush!" Harry said patting my hair.

"Don't you'll mess it up! Do you know how long it takes to curl straight hair? It doesn't even stay half the time!" I yelled at Harry.

"Sorry little sis," he said "Well I'm getting something to drink, try not to get the attention of every guy in this place."

I rolled my eyes, Harry left and I didn't know what to do so I stood there waiting for him. I watched the people around me dance, some of them losing needed clothing. 'Drunk retards' I thought, 'they probably don't even know who their partners are'. A tap on the shoulder broke my thought's I turned around and saw a guy who looked my age standing behind me.

"Hi, um I reconize you from somewhere... What's your name?" he asked. He had a Spanish accent and he smelt like beer, but other the that he was pretty cute. He was tan and well built. He had soft browm eyes that seemed to say if you let me befriend you I'll always be there, dark brown hair that swooped down on his forhead, and his smile was very welcoming as if even if he didn't know me he wants to be my friend either way.

"My name's Clarissa," I said.

"Ahh... The Princess!" he said "What are you doing so far away from the castle at this time of night, and at this place?"

"You make it sound like I'm in a fairytale," he laughed "My brother took me out."

"And where is he now?" the boy asked.

I opened my mouth to answer "Right here," Harry's voice echoed. I turned around  to see Harry's angry expression.

"Clarissa let's go," Harry said. 'What was his problem?'

"Ok, what's your name?" I asked.

"It's Josah your highness," he answered.

"It was nice to meet you Josah, hopefully I'll see you again sometime, and please just call me Clarissa," I said.

"Okay then, bye Clarissa." I waved back at him and was dragged away by Harry.

"Who was that?"  Harry asked. His eyes looked so dark, instead of there usual light blue, seemed more dark like a navy blue, like he was tired..... he was mad.   

 "His name is Josah, and he seems nice, why do you care anyways," I said.

"I care because your my sister, and that's just it he just seems to.. Nice! Like he's welcoming anyone to become his friend," Harry said "I just don't like him, please promise me you will stay away from him."

"Fine," I said, it's not like I was ever going to see him ever again. Harry smiled and started to walk away "Harry wait!" he turned around and I ran up to him to give him a hug.

"Woah! And that was for?..."

"Being the best brother ever. Thank you for careing and taking me here," I said. He returned my hug and we went our seperate ways. I walked to the middle of the dance floor and started to dance, I must of been dancing for at least an hour, I close my eyes to enjoy the music. I just stand there listening to the music and the people around me, I smile and open my eyes and that is not what I expected to see! 

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