(Hey guys! So the book has begun and I can't wait to start it. This is probably been one of my books I've been the most excited for. I don't know why but I just am. So I hope you guys enjoy~!)

Mitch's POV

I sighed and tried my best to try to unzip the tight dress I had on, but my mom slapped my hands away. I flinched and pulled them back. Then looked at her.

"What do you think your doing?"she questioned.

I frowned and sat on my bed. My pink, puffy bed that I hated SO much.

"Just trying to get this dress off"I mumbled.

"That is not lady like. Even if you are in your room. Keep it on and go to the throne room in four hours to sign some papers you have to work on. Okay sweetie?", I nodded and she kept talking ,"But I have a present for you. Okay"?

I nodded and slipped on my silky gloves that went to my elbows while sighing. Then slipped the tights ands high heels back on.

I just learned to walk in them not to long go so I could finally stop having bruises on my knees and down from falling cause of the cursed things.

She kissed my forehead and I left with her to follow her down the long hallway.

I bet your wondering what's going on here.

Well hey. My names is Mitchell Hughes. I'd love to be called Mitch, but everyone knows me as Michelle. So they also know me as Princess instead of Prince. Even my mom, the Queen, addresses me to that name.

Everyone world wide knows me as a female. A flat chested female.

My mom said my body and skin was in the shape a female so I could pull the secret off with anyone.

The reason I'm like this, is because my mom wanted a daughter and not a son. She's still really happy that I was born, but just wanted a daughter.

After my father, the King, died when I was 6 months old, that's when the girly stuff started.

My mom gave me girl toys, painted my little fingernails bright colors, stuffed me in poofy dresses and did my makeup which she thankfully doesn't do anymore because I would wipe it off every time she would do it for me.

So yeah. Only my mom knows I'm a male. The thing is, when I make a mistake of being male in front of my mom, I get punished for it. And trust me, you don't wanna know what she does.

She opened the door to her room and made me sit on the bed, which I obediently did.

Then she bent down and grabbed a large box from under her bed. She stood back up and handed it to me.

It as light purple with a magenta ribbon tied around it.

I slowley undid the ribbon and opened it by taking the little off.

My eyes widened and I pulled it out. It was a large stuffed animal of a cute elephant and cat. They were really fluffy both were about have my height.

I looked at her and faked a smiled like I do every time I receive a stuffed animal from her.

Last time it was a frog and cat. This time it's an elephant and another cat.

"Thanks mom"I mumbled.

She smiled at me ,"Your welcome sweet heart".

She walked to me and kissed my forehead. Then went to her closet.

I left with the animals and almost wanted to throw them out my bedroom window.

I have WAY too many! They covered my floors, shelves, closet, under my bed and on my bed.

I cant though. I can't get rid of it. It was a gift from my mom.. like the rest of them.

I placed it on my bed with the other and laid down.

Snuggling with one of them, the new elephant, and taking a small nap as I pulled the covers to my shoulders.