Princess

This is based off a dream I had, it's kinda weird, so bare with me. But I've learned so much about Russia though this and yeah.

Kaylie Amery Wilson, a normal teenage student in High School. On her 16 Birthday two strange men come to the school, and when they meet her, her world will be put off course as she is flung into the world of Russian Politics.

Most of this stuff I've made up, I don't know much about how they crown people, or how they choose their next ruler; again this was from a dream I had, and I liked it. Hope you enjoy

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“Do you want to talk to Vladimir now?” Dimitri asked as we walked to my locker.

“No thank you.” I answered and he gave me a dirty look. “I don’t like him!” I said and Dimitri rolled his eyes.

“Sure you don’t, but he can help you – he is your royal adviser.”

“Why can’t you just be my royal adviser? You’ve helped me more than he has with this whole thing.”

“He knows more than I do about this whole royalty thing.” Dimitri continued leaning against the empty locker beside mine. “I won’t be much help when it comes to the royal court, or the politics in that matter. I would only be able to teach you to fight, and to talk and write in Russian.”

“Writing!?” I asked, my head dizzy just from thinking about the whole other language I was now required to learn.

“You’ll do fine Kaylie.” He said as I slammed my locker door, swinging my coat on.

“I don’t know about that – I’m barely efficient in English, how am I expected to learn the politics and the Russian language?” I asked then turning to Dimitri, saw he didn’t have a coat. “You’re going to want a coat – it’s like minus 15 outside today, and we have to walk home.” I said raising my eyebrows.

“I’ll be fine.” I wanted to argue, but Dimitri dismissed the matter walking toward the door’s. “Are you coming princess?” He asked turning toward me; I sighed and followed quickly after Dimitri.

“Are you sure you don’t want a coat?” I asked looking up at him. He shook his head.

“Princess, I live in Russia, it goes below negative 15 all the time.” He said and I paused.

“You calculate your temperature’s in Celsius! That is five degrees here!” I said, pulling his arm so he wouldn’t go outside.

“So? What’s the difference?” he asked, and I choked out a laugh.

“What’s the difference? Come on Dimitri! Listen to me for this once that you will need a coat out there.”  I said sternly, and Dimitri just rolled his eyes. “Fine…” I said smirking. “But if you can’t handle it we don’t have to talk to Vladimir.” I said walking out the door stuffing my hands into my coat pockets. Dimitri followed close behind and we started to walk. “Hey, can we go to the bank first?” I asked turning to Dimitri and he sighed shivering already.

“Fine.” We walked down main street at a brisk pace, Dimitri pushing me forward, his fingers turning blue.

“You need a coat.” I said and he shook his head.

“I’m fine.” We were passing the clothes store, so I stopped and went into it; and of course Dimitri followed close behind, having to duck, being my loyal guard.

“Hello!” I said walking directly to the coats and throwing Dimitri a big thick work coat.

“I don’t need it.” He tried to argue, but I was already walking to the counter.

“Kaylie! Isn’t it good to see you!” Roy, the manager of the store said as I approached.

“Indeed it is… I need to lease this coat for my friend for a while.” I said gesturing to Dimitri, who was shrugging it on.

“Ah, you’re that Russian! I heard two of you were coming, something about a princess? Anyway, anything for you Kaylie. When do you think you can buy it?”

“Now. She can buy it now.” Dimitri said throwing the tags onto the table.

“But I don’t have –” Dimitri handed me a hundred dollars and I gaped up at him. “How?” I asked and he shrugged. “I’m not going to use this.” I said pushing it back to him.

“You are the Princess, you have unlimited amount of money at your disposal, this is nothing.” He pushed it back onto the table and Roy took it. “Thank you for this.” Dimitri said to Roy, his Russian accent soft.

“No problem boy. Now you two stay warm.” Roy said as we exited the store.

“Fine… we don’t have to talk to Vladimir.” I looked up at him, my eyebrows lifting slightly.

“Really?” I asked and he nodded. “Thank you Dimitri.”

“I just don’t understand why you don’t like him. He was like a father to me in the academy.” He said running a now normal colored hand through his hair.

“I don’t know, maybe it is just the situation, or maybe I just don’t like him – it’s hard to tell right now. Anyway, let’s go – I’m getting cold.” I said hurrying to the bank.

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“Thank you!” I said exiting the warm building and back into the cold, cold winter air. Dimitri followed close behind, his eyes searching the streets for any danger. “Now we can go home.” I said walking back down main street.

“This town is so quiet…” Dimitri whispered and I laughed.

“Yes it is, but you’ll get used to it.” I said walking down 6th street toward my house. “So the plan for tonight, is doing homework, practicing piano, and then the Basketball game that I have to sing at and then do stats for.” I said knocking the snow off my shoes as I entered my house.

“And then I will start to teach you Russian, the history, starting with the Russian Revolution.” 

“Sounds interesting enough.”

Dimitri talked for around an hour, talking about the Russian revolution. It was interesting enough; really horrible if you ask me, the things that Stalin did to the people… worse than Hitler, and we never hear about him – it’s crazy! He stopped talking, and I just sat there thinking over everything he said. Dimitri watched me intently, his knee bobbing up and down, like the energy had nowhere to go. “What are you thinking about?” Dimitri asked after around 10 minutes.

“How horrible Stalin was; I mean it is so – so -  awful! I have a friend in Ukraine, and the things he did to that county was awful!” Dimitri nodded slowly as I ran my hands through my hair roughly.  “And I’m going to be Empires of this country?!” I asked looking up at Dimitri scared.

“Yes you are Princess, but you can do it, I believe in you.” He said softly.

“How do you believe in me, when you barely know me as it is? It’s stupid how much trust you have in me.” I said standing up from my bed and started to pace around the room.

“I don’t need to know you long to know you aren’t like Stalin.” He said standing as well, taking me by the arm to hold me still. He looked down at me, brushing my arms with his thumbs soothingly. “You are not like Stalin, Kaylie.” He said sternly. I shook my head, not wanting to look up at him, because I knew that if I did, I would start to cry. But he took my face in one of his large hands and tilted my head up so I would look at him, and the tears started to fall without my consent. Dimitri’s eyebrows furrowed together as he brushed some tears off my cheek with his thumb. “Why are you crying?” he asked, his Russian accent making me want to cry even harder, just by knowing that he had so much trust in me.

“I am going to be Empress of a country that I barely have any clue about! And you have so much trust in me! Vladimir has so much trust in me! And he knows me less than you! Dimitri, I’m scared!” I exclaimed, starting to shake. Dimitri took a step toward me, so I had look up even higher to see his face clearly; his hand on my arm wrapped around my back, pulling me into a hug.

“It’s okay Kaylie.” He whispered as I wrapped my arms around his torso, burying my head into his chest, staining his shirt with tears. I barely knew this man, and yet I was crying on his shoulder, hugging him like he was my last hope to keep sane. We just stood there in the middle of my room hugging. I held onto his shirt as I tried to look at the clock to see what time it was. The clock said 4:30, I had to be at the school in less than 30 minutes. Reluctant to let go, I stepped back, whipping tears off my cheeks and gave a fake smile.

“We need to get going, the games start soon.” I said, and Dimitri nodded slowly, his eyebrows still furrowed together in concern.

“Are you alright?” he asked, his hands lingering on my waist.

“Yeah, just a little cry session, nothing to worry about.” I said trying to put some humor into my words; it worked, and Dimitri cracked a smile.

“Okay Princess; we better get going then.” He said taking his hands off my waist. I nodded walking to my closet and pulling on a sweatshirt then my shoes. Dimitri pulled on his new coat before putting on his shoes, and we were off, walking toward the school at a brisk pace to get out of the cold.  We walked into the school and shook off the snow before walking past the ticket stand and into the gym. The JV teams were starting to warm up for their game so I lead Dimitri toward the bench to ask our supper attendant if I was singing tonight, or if he had someone else. He said it was me, and I smiled and walked to the student section of the gym and sat next to Tucker, a guy in my class.

“What’s up Kaylie?” He asked sarcastically.

“The ground.” I answered like normally, and was answered with confused looks from both Tucker and Dimitri. “When we are born, we see upside down.” I explained rolling my eyes.

“Huh…” Tucker said, and I made this awkward… I sighed and watched the boys on the other team try to shoot three’s.

“I could beat them.” I said arrogantly.

“Yeah, sure you could.” Tucker replied, motioning for a ball, someone threw one at him and he handed it to me. “Show me.” I sighed standing, my heart racing in my chest. If I failed everyone would make fun of me, but if I made it… I shot, and the ball went up, and up and down, down, and swoosh! Nothing but net. I turned back to Tucker a smile on my face.

“Beat that!” I said throwing my hands in the air. Tucker blinked in a daze as I sat back down.

“Oh, come on, you were just lucky.” He said, and I shrugged. Dimitri laughed leaning back, spreading his arms out to either side. “Do you play sports?”

“I played some when I was younger; don’t have any time now.” He replied.

“What sports did you play?” I asked

“Basketball, Rugby, Martial Arts, Swimming, and Biathlon.” He said counting off the sports on his fingers.

“Well, no dur you’re good at sports, you’re like massively tall! How tall are you anyways?” Tucker asked stretching. I looked at Dimitri expectantly, wanting to know myself – he had to be the tallest one in the entire town.

“6’7”.” I gapped at him. My royal guard is 6’7”, he is six foot seven inches – holly crap! That is tall!

“I didn’t know you were that tall! – though I should have guessed, as you had to crouch to get through any of the doors.” I fumbled over my words. I turned to tucker and asked “How does it feel? Being shorter than someone?” he smiled ruefully.

“Ha – ha – ha, very funny Kaylie.” I laughed leaning back, forgetting that Dimitri’s arm was there. When I hit his arm though, I tensed up looking quickly at him. His face was in his guard’s expression – blank; but he made no attempt to move his arm or me; and just let me sit there. Slowly I relaxed, and returned to the world. The game started and we came out with a bang; making a three in the first minuet. I didn’t really care about the JV game, so my mind wandered, starting to daydream, and I was unconsciously aware of Dimitri’s arm tightening around my shoulder. Then a ball was flying toward me out of nowhere, and as quickly as it was coming at me, Dimitri’s other hand reached out in front of me and caught the ball; palming it like a kids toy, then threw it back to a ref. All the while still in a relaxed state. I gaped in awe at what he had done; sitting there tensed, unable to move or gain a full breath of air. I had been hit with too many basketballs in my life to know that one would have ended up in a bloody nose; and Dimitri caught it like it was nothing.

“How did you do that?” I asked turning to him.

“What do you mean?”

“How did you catch that ball?” I clarified sitting up; his face lit up with realization.

“I’m your guard princess; my job is to protect you from anything that will hurt you. I was just doing my job.” I gave him a scrutinized look, but leaned back to my previous position anyways.

“Are you two like dating or something?” Tucker asked looking from Dimitri to me, back to Dimitri and so forth. I was about to protest, but my words caught in my throat when Dimitri answered.

“Yes.” I shrunk back, hiding my face from Tucker, then turned to Dimitri.

“What the frick are you doing? We aren’t dating!” I whispered at him angrily.

“It’s the easiest explanation right now until people know you are princess for why I’m around you so much.”

“Tucker actually knows though, that I am princess!” Dimitri shrugged. And I closed my eyes annoyed, but my chest had butterflies at the thought of us dating. Tucker laughed as I opened my eyes. “Piss off.” I said sternly, and he threw up his hands in defense, and then I could feel Dimitri laugh as well and I turned toward him and jabbed him in his chest with my finger. “You too, or did you forget that I am your princess?” he smirked and nodded his head.

“Yes Princess.” His voice was calm and collected, like the guard he was, but his face gave away the fun he was having. I sighed sitting up.

“I want food – are you coming or not?” I asked, already knowing his answer as I stood up. He followed me out of the gym and to the concessions where I abruptly stopped walking and turned to face him. “What the frick?”

“I explained it to you – it’s the easiest way to explain why I’m around you so much. Vladimir already knows; after all it was his idea.”

“No wonder.” I sighed lowering my head in defeat.

“Come on, let’s get you some food.” He walked passed me and got in line, then lowered his head to mine when I joined him and said: “and it’s not fake dating either.” My eyes widened as he straightened up and walked forward in line.

“What do you mean?” I asked pulling on his arm.

“I meant exactly what I said – it’s not fake dating either.”

“So you mean that we are actually dating?” He nodded. “That’s not fair!” He looked at me shocked. “You didn’t even ask me properly!” his face relaxed a little.

“You don’t care that we are dating now; only that I didn’t ask you.” He chuckled a little and pushed me forward to order. I got a hotdog and a soda, and Dimitri go the same, and then payed for it, much to my disapproval. “Fine… Princess Kaylie Amery Wilson Vasiliev Romanov; will you go out with me?” He asked seriously, taking hold of my arm. I sighed.

“Yes; I will go out with you.” He smiled then took a bite of his hotdog, and after a second of it being in his mouth his face squished up into disgust and he walked over to the trashcan and spit it out. “Don’t like hotdogs?” I asked walking up to him, he turned toward me, spit hanging from his mouth, and I laughed, quickly whipping it from his face.

“No; I don’t.” He answered throwing the rest of the hotdog away before taking a swig of his coke. I smiled and took a big bight of my hotdog, making sure to chew more than usual before swallowing. He gave me a disgusted look. “How can you eat something like that?”

“I don’t know; because it’s good?” I said, though it sounded more like a question. He shook his head and took another drink of coke.

“You’re crazy princess; when we go to Russia I’ll show you good food.” I laughed and started to walk toward the gym. Dimitri fell into step behind me as we walked and we sat back down next to Tucker.

“What took you two so long?” he asked and I looked at Dimitri and laughed.

“Someone doesn’t like hotdogs.” I explained still laughing.

 

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