Tatiana Clifford
"Smile a little, darling." My mother whispered.
As much as I love tennis, I hate watching the whole tournament. My family wanted to attend because my father is a big tennis fan.
Not me, though.
I was trying my best not to yawn. That's why I've been clenching my jaw, holding it.
"You need to pretend that you enjoy it," Gloria leaned to me, pretending to take my water bottle.
"It's boring. I don't understand why people love seeing balls going around." After hearing the word 'balls' coming out of my mouth, my parents turned to me like I just humiliated them in front of the whole world.
Which... I would humiliate them tomorrow, by the way.
"Behave, Tatiana." My father warned me.
"Will it be rude if I excuse myself to go to the toilet?" I asked Gloria, who was sitting beside me. "Not a good idea, hold it." With that, I turned my attention to the green bouncing ball.
After the tournament, we all got up and walked out of the stadium. My parents congratulated the winner as we stood behind them, smiling at everyone.
I hate living like this. The thought of me living like this forever scares me. Since I was born, my family knew I would be 'The Rebel' kid. My grandmother was ecstatic because it reminded her of herself when she was young.
Which was a nightmare for my whole family.
My grandfather knew I would cause trouble one day, and he was not wrong because I hated living in a box, especially when I had to be someone they expected me to be. The royal family has so many rules that I have had to follow ever since I learned how to breathe.
I had to learn how to be proper like a robot, how to talk like I have a secret, how to walk like I have constipation, how to eat like a snail, how to sit like I'm holding my fart, and how to smile like you have something stuck between your teeth.
The list goes on, and it's so dull that I will yawn every two seconds.
The only activity that I enjoy as a princess is charity.
I love doing charity with all my heart. The reason why I love it is that I get to help people and see their smiles. That's why I wanted to be a doctor, but my whole family disagreed with my dream of being a doctor.
Not because they don't want me to be but because I already have life planned. They don't want me to spend years in medical school, which is a weird reason. Usually, parents want their children to be a doctor, a lawyer, or a judge, but not mine.
They want me to be a pianist or a ballerina. I'm not a fan of twirling like a donut on stage or reading ugly notes.
"You need to stop behaving like a child, Tati." My brother, Gabriel, said to me once we got into the car, returning to the palace.
I have two older siblings, and they're twins. They are both the perfect children for my parents. They love being a part of the royal family, and they nail every rule and lesson on how to be the best prince and princess.