Secrets of a Teenage Heiress. Katy Birchall
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First published in paperback in Great Britain 2018
by Egmont UK Limited
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Text copyright © 2018 Katy Birchall
The moral rights of the author have been asserted
First e-book edition 2018
ISBN 978 1 4052 8650 3
Ebook ISBN 978 1 7803 1786 1
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For Sam, Luke and Lily
Have you read the It Girl series,
also by Katy Birchall?
Superstar Geek
Team Awkward
Don’t Tell the Bridesmaid
CONTENTS
SIX
SEVEN
EIGHT
NINE
TEN
ELEVEN
TWELVE
THIRTEEN
FOURTEEN
FIFTEEN
SIXTEEN
SEVENTEEN
EIGHTEEN
NINETEEN
TWENTY
TWENTY-ONE
TWENTY-TWO
TWENTY-THREE
TWENTY-FOUR
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Q & A with Secrets of a Teenage Heiress author, Katy Birchall
Prince Gustav stole my selfie stick.
And now I was stuck hiding in his wardrobe, while his PA attempted to teach him how to strike the perfect pose.
‘Instagram is all about confidence,’ the PA explained, as Prince Gustav nervously checked his teeth in the nearest mirror. ‘Loosen your shoulders and show them some attitude. They want to see the real you.’
I peered through the wardrobe keyhole out into the suite as the PA adjusted MY selfie stick and waited patiently for Prince Gustav to finish rolling his shoulders back and forth.
‘Are you ready?’
‘I don’t know, Freddie.’ Prince Gustav sighed dramatically. ‘I was sure I wanted an Instagram account but now I feel very stressed about the whole idea.’
‘I understand,’ Freddie agreed, ‘but that’s why I’m here to talk you through it. And it’s really about time that we had one up and running. Soon you’ll be taking selfies wherever you go without any assistance.’
‘What do I do with my head?’
‘It’s all very simple. I’ve done plenty of research and downloaded all the best apps so we can get the filter just right.’ Freddie ushered Prince Gustav nearer to the window. ‘First, we need the perfect lighting. There you go, that’s great. Now, tilt your head.’
‘I feel like a Labrador.’
‘It’s a great angle,’ Freddie insisted and all the security men and women in the room nodded in agreement. ‘Perfect! Now, take the selfie stick and when you feel ready, just click that button at the bottom.’
Prince Gustav warily took the end of the pink and silver bejewelled selfie stick and attempted to position it correctly, almost knocking Freddie out as he swung it through the air.
How could he not know how to use a selfie stick? He wasn’t even old! Do castles not get Wi-Fi or something?
Ducking swiftly out of the way, Freddie gave the prince an enthusiastic thumbs up. Silence descended upon the room as everyone waited in anticipation. Keeping his head in position, Prince Gustav tweaked his shirt collar with his free hand before clearing his throat and forming his lips into a mild pout. After a few seconds, there was a small click.
‘Did it work?’ Prince Gustav asked, swinging the stick clumsily back towards Freddie.
Freddie unclipped the phone and everyone held their breath as he inspected the photo.
‘Well,’ he said, breaking into a wide grin and holding out the screen so Prince Gustav could see. ‘I’d call that a royal