Passenger Princess

by Morgan Elizabeth

Life is too short to spend giant chunks of time with anyone who doesn't hold your interest.

Growing up in a family of chaos and unpredictability, creating a routine was the one thing I could count on.

real asf.

Stay in line, or we’ll rip that pretty crown right off your head.

Something tells me they’ve never met a woman like me. What a disappointment for them.

I freaking love her. She’s a literal badass

You know what would definitely not be within the code of conduct? Punching Anne in the face. But it might be worth it….

“Perfect, great. So, here’s the deal: I don’t really like rules. In fact, the more rules people give me, the more I want to break them.

I freaking love her.

“If there’s one thing I love, it’s a challenge. Literally won an entire pageant just to see if I could. But you? You might become my favorite challenge yet.”

“Ava,” they say in unison, giving me a be-so-real look before I sigh.

"We have to work on that," she says. "You're like a British guard. I've gotta see if I can make you crack." "Good luck with that," I mumble.

"A real passenger princess, aren't you?" "The only real way to travel," I say with a smile.

I take a deep breath. “You can't just keep a stray cat because she fits your aesthetic.” "Why not?"

Girl wha-

“All the best girls have tummy issues, Jaime.”

FACTS.

One, he absolutely hates when I tell him he’s my new bestie, hence why I’ve started to sprinkle the term of endearment into my conversations even more. Two, he has a thing about being aggressively early for everything, so sometimes, I like to spend a little extra time getting ready just to push it.

She might be my new fav character tbh.

“Can you have fun without giving me a fucking heart attack?” “I mean, I guess I could, but it sounds substantially less fun.”

A work of art surrounded by more beauty.

“I enjoy living a life of delusion, thank you very much.”

but I’ve always liked the permanence of books most of all, and I like being able to tab and annotate the physical version.

“Because have you met men these days? I barely trust them to take me to dinner, much less choke me while they fuck me.”

"Pretty things can be dangerous,” he says pointedly and I smile.

"No, sweetheart. If you were mine, I'd take you everywhere. Anywhere. Show you off any chance I got. A woman like you, you don't tell her what to do, what to wear. You let her do it, then prepare to watch her ass as she moves, stay alert while she lives her life, ensuring no harm comes to her. You make it so she never has to realize there's a world outside of her bubble that isn't sunshine and rainbows."

Awhhh. Mr.grump is turning softttt.

"This is how it works, Ava. I kiss you. Every time, I kiss you, and I do it in a way that you can never forget what it's like to be kissed by a man wholly and completely obsessed with you."

it's like our everyday interactions but in a kiss: sugary sweet with a hit of fire.

"And that might mean they take you off my case, and who else is going to hold Peach while I be pretty?"

I got into this…job, knowing I would basically be a doll for people to look at and pick apart. I'm okay with it.

That's so sad.

In any other situation, I'd feel weird not having my face done, not having my armor on.

Are your friends really friends if they don't hate who you hate with a fiery passion?

And as I continue to get ready with my friends on the phone, I start to feel good again, reminded of just who I am.

“Yeah, I'm excited. You should try it, feeling emotion every once in a while.” That has him rolling his eyes.

"Where we stand is that you're mine now," he says without hesitation.

My woman is going to be the death of me; that much is for certain.

I'm Ava motherfucking Bordeaux. I won an entire nationwide pageant on a whim. I can handle a bunch of petty ass bitches who think they're better than everyone.

you tell them queen!

and even better to make such delicious lemonade out of her disgusting fucking lemons.

"However many I can hold, Princess."

This would quite literally be a dream come true...

"Because you're a disaster waiting to happen, Ava. With your luck, you'll pepper spray yourself by accident, just trying to show someone how it works."

Which I'm happy about because I fucking love her, chaos and all.

And as it seems to be, when you've got girlhood backing you up, we all move into business mode and get shit done.

Awhh. My heart

I love being in love with you, and I love the idea of you getting your happily ever after every damn day. I love the idea of spending forever making sure you're treated like a queen and that you have everything you want in life. That you'll always have someone at your side cheering you on and watching your ass while you do it."