‘They're ditzy. Forget them,' she said
'Ditzy?'
'Silly and stupid, Anyway, I better leave too. My driver should be
here.'
We walked out of the eafeteria to the main gate. Her dark blue
BMW waited outside, ‘So I'm your basketball friend?' I said as we
reached the ear, ‘Well, that, and my lemonade-and-mince friend,'
'How about tea friend?'
‘Sure,’ She stepped inside the car and sat down. She rolled down
the window to say goodbye.
'Or a movie friend?'
'Hmm,'
‘What?’
‘Need to think about it.’
‘Think about what?’
‘Will the royal highness condemn me to death if I say no?’
I laughed. ‘I might.’
‘See you later, Prince,’ she said. The car drove off. '
I didn’t know if I was a real prince or not, but I had found my
princess.