Hey everyone! So I had a dream that was sorta related to this, I've actualy changed the story a lot. But it was interesting so I decided to write about it. :P Big thanks to everyone who helped me out. Here are some characters and their deginated peoples. Please keep in mind that the relationships between characters aren't actualy R/L relationships (E.G. Mina being Christophers sister, ect.) But these characters are these people... get it?! xD

Mina= Therese.

Stella= Emmalee(me).

Christopher= Ben.

Allie= Steph

(More will probably be added later)

I hope everyone enjoys the story! I'll write in it as soon as I can, but the more reviews I get the faster I'll write. :D mmkay?

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~Stella~

I shuffled through some cloth, looking for my best dress. I sighed and finally removed my blue, hoop dress. I slipped it on and turned around to look at myself, even with the dress I looked so... average. My light brown hair hung loosely around my face in tangles, as the small looking mirror showed. I took my light faded brush and started combing through it, flinching slightly as I pulled to get a knot out.

I pulled my hair up and braided it, then wrapped it around my head and pinned it. There, I looked a little decent now. I hurried outside to meet Christopher, and he nodded to me in greeting and smiled as I walked out. Chris had ear length brown hair, that was slightly ragged from working hard in his fathers fields. He was wearing a loose faded brown shirt, and dark brown pants. Altogether he wasn't very handsome at all, I almost flinched at his appearance. But he was my best friend, and I didn't care how he looked.

"I really don't see why you have to get all dressed up for this." he retorted with a laugh, "I think it's all pretty silly. We both know that the prince it too proud to choose a commoner as his wife, so why do you try so hard?"

I looked down in embarrassment, "Just... false hope I guess. But YOU could be a little more supportive of me at least. You are my best friend Chris, I would think you would stand by me on my decision."

He looked hurt by my harsh words, "You know that I'll always stand by you on whatever you think is best Stella, I just don't want to see you get hurt, as you probably will if you keep trying to woo prince Edwardo."

I lifted my chin defiantly, "I believe anyone can have a chance, if I get hurt, it's my own fault. Stop worrying about me, I'm not a baby."

He sighed, "yeah sure..." he murmured, slightly angry.

I felt bad for him and I looked away, biting my lip. We walked forward silently, "So... how is Mina?" I asked after a pause. Mina, his sister, was a sweet thing. She had chest-length blonde curly hair and bright green/blue eyes, like mine. I really admired her in many ways, she was always willing to help someone out, just like Chris. But she wasn't as good a friend to me as Chris was.

Chris shrugged, "She's alright I guess. She's been hanging out with that one boy a lot... um... Jacob. I think they're getting really close, they'll probably end up getting married." I nodded, happy for her. She would be a wonderful wife and mother, I hoped it worked out.

I hurried forward, broken from my train of thought by the sound of trumpets. I pushed through the crowd that had gathered and looked out among the street to wait for him. Finally I saw them coming down the street, a long parade of squires and maidens, trumpeters and all sorts of people from the castle.

But my eyes rested on the one in the middle, carried by four other on a chair. He had shoulder length bright blonde hair, and blue eyes that sparkled like the sky. He had on a lavish purple and blue outfit, with rubies and valuable jewels all over. He looked like a God, placed among peasants. I adored him, and as his eyes swept over me my heart fluttered and skipped a beat. He was all I ever wanted, if I had him, everything would fall together like it should. One day... I would be his wife.

~Christopher~

I watched, exasperated as Stella hurried through the crowd, totally leaving me behind. Was I really that unimportant to her that she would forget my in a moments notice to go swoon over some prince? Obviously it wasn't like our relationship was that way... but I was still her friend... or so I thought.

I shook my head and crossed my arms, glaring daggers at prince Edwardo as he passed and smiled at Stella. I could see her eyes grow huge and she clasped her hands to her chest and stared up at him.

I almost rolled my eyes. Wow, could this get any more stupid and awkward for me? Probably not.

I walked away with my head down, kicking at a pebble as I walked toward my house. Stella wouldn't remember I had been with her not that the prince looked at her! Gasp! How much more wonderful could it get?! I smiled slightly at my own sarcasm, wishing someone was around so I could actually say it aloud...

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So there you have it! Don't worry, It'll get a lot more exiting, this chapter was pretty short and laid back. :P

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