You all know the story of Cinderella and her castle and blah, blah, blah but you have never heard the story from me, the prince.

You know how Cinderella lost her slipper and I went to retrieve it for her. That was never true, that was a myth. I mean I´m not all that. I´m nice and all. But, lets just move on.

I don´t like to brag but this story is all about me. I´m the important one, doesn´t any one understand?

It was all going according to plan until my date Snow White did not show up to the Ball so I was alone.

I saw Cinderella walk in and she had no one to dance with either so I went over and asked her to dance.

She blushes and does all that stuff that girls do. I Just want to go home. I don´t want to stay here any longer.

So, I step away to take a call from Snow White and she says that she was on her way but her butler tripped on his shoe and he fell and knocked over a vase. She said she had to take him to the royal nurse to look at his back and then she hung up.

I went back over to Cinderella but she was gone! I looked everywhere but I could not find her. I figured I could go home now that she was gone until I found a glass slipper.