22Disclaimer: I don't own any of the royals, though I wish I could hug Prince Harry, I do, however, own my various Oc's.
****Chapter 1****
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''Identical twins are endemically alike in many ways.''-Edward Norton
15 yrs. later…
Location: Los Angeles, California, November, 14TH 2000.
Now 15 year old, Hilary Kowalski, was weird and rather aggressive, but as she grew older, she out grew her tomboyish ways…well not completely, she loved cricket for some reason as pertain to baseball, swimming, hockey.
She loved cricket because her best friend Annalisa, was from England, and moved next door to the Kowalski's.
At the time of the move, then, 8 year old Hilary at the time, loved pranks, so she asked Anna ,for help, after getting the supplies she set off to turn her older brothers' hair green with green food dye. After completing the pranks, the duo became close almost like they were sisters.
Annalisa with her calm, strategic mind: Hilary, with her melodramatic and persuasive will power.
Hilary knew she was adopted, the fact that she was the only dirty blonde - brunette that had red streaks in her hair naturally. She stood at 5'5, slim, curvaceous, and smart and always put others before herself.
Her brothers, Donnie, Steven and Richie were rather over-protective for foster brothers. Hilary was adopted at 2 yrs. old by Martha Kowalski, who always wanted a daughter but got sons, not that she wasn't appreciative of her boys; she was, but like every mother she craved a girl, she needed a daughter.
Hilary's brothers were all older than her by a good bit of years Donnie was 30, Steven was 28 and Richie was 25, when their mother brought home Hilary, they immediately fell for in love with her cuteness, especially when they were watching a football game and the boys were anticipating a goal, Hilary crawled over to the couch where the boys sat, after getting out of her high chair, she went over to Richie's side and crawled into his lap.
Richie unaware of his baby sister bit back a gasp and stared at the adorable face that had cuddled up to him looking at the television. She pointed at the TV's just as one of the teams got the ball, and babbled ''Fubul.''
Steven and Donnie snapped their heads to her direction and awed at her. When Ronald, their father came home, he just caught the look of her face, and went all mushy. But there was one thing about the Kowalski's that made them, as they were, they were all cops. Donnie was a member of S.W.A.T, Steve was an F.B.I agent for White Collar Division and Richie was a police negotiator .There father was police commissioner of the L.A.P.D. Miss Kowalski however, had to take care of these men, and she was a simple, caregiver, home-maker, mother and she worked as a baker.
NO ONE'S P.O.V KOWALSKI HOUSEHOLD.
'Mom, I'm going to Anna's,' Hilary yelled.
'Be back early,' her mom replied resuming her baking.
Hilary's P.O.V
'Did you get it, 'I asked excitedly at my best friend. 'Yeah, I can't wait 2 weeks in Switzerland, Ski resort here we come,' said Anna twirling around her room. Annalisa Lopez was 5'3, lightly tanned, brunette with wavy hair going down her back near her waist, had a heart shaped face and a buttoned nose.
''I can't wait to go to Klosters,''she replied, her posh British accent leaking in a bit.
''Me too-''I started to say only to be cut off by her computer giving off an update.
''Oh. My. Gosh…''she gasped. She turned to me with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
''Guess what!'' she practically sang.
''What?''I asked curiously.
''Princes William and Harry are both going to be there,''she squealed jumping up and down before grabbing my hands.
I had no choice but to jump up and down as well.
''Imagine that.'' I said holding unto my necklace, the only one I had when I was adopted, a simple silver,thin necklace.
''It's not like we're going to run into them anytime soon, they're going to have security tight around them, chances are nil to none.''I added shrugging.
She bumped her hips to mine, scoffing, ''It could happen, think about, we could even play spies, plus you just hate the fact that you look like Harry,'' she elbowed me playfully.
''I do not,'' I said defensively. Even though, I knew she was right and she knew, I knew, she knew was right, but she knew I hated to admit that I was wrong most times, which was rare.
Plus she knew of my blunt dislike of being compared to the royal redhead, Prince Harry.
I snapped out of my thoughts as I glanced at her curiously.
''Fine, if you say so, ''she smirked at me.
''Just get packed lady, before I kick you, in your so called derriere,' I emphasized before pushing her to her closet.
''Okay,'' she replied rolling her eyes and fake saluted me.
''Richie is giving us a lift to the airport,'' I replied.
Location: Zurich International Airport, SWITZERLAND, November, 15th 2000.
HILARY P.O.V
An eerily breeze went down my spine, as if something was going to happen. Walking over to the terminal, I saw a bunch of commotion up ahead, which probably were the royal princes and their posy.
I was currently reciting the notes to 'Blue Danube,' one of my favorite classical pieces. I was dressed in a black skinny jeans, black now boots, red sweater, a black hoodie covering my head, red mittens, a white scarf and a pair of aviators.
I was suddenly knocked down by someone one who wasn't paying much attention, Anna had left me to call her cousin who was to pick us up and take us to the Ski resort. I felt the wind knocked out of me, my aviators fell out, and I dizzily raised my head as I finally registered the other person on top of me.
'Can you please get off of me,' I asked politely through gritted teeth.
'I'm sorry, here, 'a large hand was shoved in my face, I grabbed it and was hauled on my feet.
Unfortunately, the momentum was too much and I stumbled in a strong chest, my palms rested on the stranger's chest that was a bit taller than me by about 5 or so inches I guessed.
''Are you okay,'' the voice repeated, snapping me out of my stupor. The British accent, made me look up at the culprit who had knocked me down.
Standing before me was none other than Prince Harry of Wales. I went to pull away, but instead I grabbed my head a little to snap me out of my dizziness, my hood had fallen down revealing my rather uniquely styled hair in a low ponytail.
My blues snapped to the gaze then I froze, blue met blue.
It was like one of those moments in a movie where everything seemed to pause, when you see something, that paralyzes you, you can't move, you can't breathe.
The only thought that went through my mind was, '' Holy shit, Anna you monkey, you jinxed me.''
'Harry, are you alright?' apparently we seemed to have drawn a crowd.
Their walking up to us, was his royal highness's, Prince Charles of Wales, with his older son Prince William. I literally gaped at them.
We both snapped our attention to William at the same time; I thought he looked taken back because he shook his head, like if he was arguing with himself. I felt eyes on me and met the intense gaze of Prince Charles, it was rather unnerving, but what could I do in this awkward situation.
I did the only logical thing that came to mind as I gathered my wits, I cleared my throat, ''Pleasure to meet you, your highness, watch where you're going the next time, have a nice day,'' I gave a fake laugh and a rather awkward courtesy before tipping my head back and quickening my pace to meet Anna at the exit/entrance.
Unaware of the pair of eyes following me as I walked faster, Anna was waving me from the front seat of a Nissan corvette. Our bags were safely in the car already.
''Drive,'' I yelled. Without a word we were off.
Location: KLOSTERS SKI RESORT, CABIN 2
''Finally, we have arrived,'' I craned my neck to the side in relief.
''Why did you want to leave so quickly, I heard the princes' were at the airport,'' Anna said puffing her cheeks curiously.
''It's because of them I wanted to leave,'' I said making a dive for the queen sized bed.
''Why?'' she gave me a piercing look.
''It's complicated, 'I replied.
She huffed, ''Well un-complicate it.''
''No time,'' I replied hurriedly before grabbing my suitcase and changing into my gear.
I nodded to her as I grabbed my skis and exiting the cabin.
As soon as the door was closed Anna blew a stray hair out of her face before looking up at the ceiling, ''Best friends can't live without, can't live with them.''
Location: At the same time: Royal cabin
'Boys, sit down I think there's something you both should know, 'Said Prince Charles, rubbing his temples worriedly, knowing the impending headache that were to come.
He pointed at the two red loveseats near the couch.
The boys traded glances and sat down, while their father started to explain what happened 15 years ago on Sept 15th, 1984. After he was done, he looked upon the faces of his sons, trying to gorge their reaction.
''So how do you know it's her,'' asked William, as he tried to process what he had just heard.
''She looks just like your dear mother, but had has my cheek bones, ''he replied fondly.
''But if she's my sister, doesn't she have some kind of indicator, like a birth mark or something,'' Harry cut in.
''A necklace,'' he replied after a moment, '' and her crescent moon birth mark on her lower back right above her waist.''
''What necklace?'' asked William.
''The necklace is one of your mother's family heirlooms, it's one of a kind, only the females get to wear that necklace, your mum gave her the necklace the night she was born, 'He answered.
''I need time to think, excuse me,'' said Harry, slumping out of the room not before grabbing his skis.
One would say, Hilary had a case of bad luck or that she attracted trouble, well most of the time she caused trouble to come back to her.
Hilary P.O.V
Coincidence, I think not, because somehow or the other I literally slammed into the redheaded prince again .Literally. Now I was the one on top of him, ''We've got to stop meeting like this, 'he groaned.
I chuckled at that.
Looking down at him, his gaze was intense, but it wasn't at me, put more on my necklace that had fallen out of my sweater.
''Hello, 'I waved at him in front of his face; he seemed to have snapped out of his trance, before standing up and pulling me with him.
''We need to talk,'' he said his gaze unbreakable.
Holding me firmly by the risk, he dragged me back to god knows where. I stupidly followed him, his grip on my wrist was firm but gentle, I didn't try to remove my hand, and it felt right at the same time yet puzzlingly.
Opening the door, I was surprised to see William and his father, in the middle of a conversation, but this of course stopped as they saw me by the doorway.
I did what any other American girl in a panic would do, I high tailed it out of there, at least tried too, but there were two factors that were standing in my way, the bodyguards who just appeared out of nowhere like ninjas and Harry who decided, to throw me over his shoulder like a potato sack and carried me to the couch, while I was pounding on his back incessantly, all the while screaming, ''Put me down you brute… is this what they teach all princes' these days, you redheaded caveman,'' At this remark, it made him laugh, it caused a small chuckle out of Prince Charles and Prince William to smirk.
He dropped me rather undignified on the couch near the fireplace and then they all surrounded me, I leaned back as they inched closer.
''WHAT!'' I yelled my outburst making them back up a few paces. I sighed, holding my chest a little.
''Young lady, the necklace you have, where did you get it?'' asked. Charles.
''I always had it, since I was born,'' I replied honestly.
''Do you have a birth back the shape of a crescent moon on the small of your back by your waist, 'asked William.
My hands flew to my waist instinctively. ''How did you know about that'' I demanded.
'Hilary,' Charles silently gasped looking at me.
''Dude, what are you doing?'' he approached move, giving me a look of absolute awe; I was feeling rather uncomfortable at this point.
I looked around the room, trying to find an escape root, and met the amused gazes of William and harry who were both smiling at me, like I was a new toy.
Seeing no other alternative, with a burst of momentum, I pushed past them , ran for the door, yanked it open, and sprinted like hell hounds were onto me.
''She sure runs fast, 'Harry let out a low whistle after a while.
''Well she is our sister, running runs in the family, ''said William joked.
A/N I hope you all like the new chapter 1; I am going to post Chapter 2 later. I hope you all enjoy it: D
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