Title: What are you doing on New Years Eve?
Author: Anastaisa Wells
Rating: PG 13
Summary: Our favorite ladies go to a party on New Years Eve and find love.
Notes: This is my first fic. I hope you all enjoy. My next fic will not be this short. Three more chapters are written to come after this one. Also I borrowed the info section from the way I do my RPG entries.
DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations owned by the Disney Company. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
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6:30 pm New Years Eve 2009
An early 20's blond was standing in front of the open French doors to the balcony of a hotel room. Wearing jeans and a t-shirt she did not look like she belonged in the expensive room. She was looking out fondly at the skyline as the sky was showing the many colors of the setting sun in the distance. The skyline hadn't changed much from the time she saw it only those few years ago after jr. high.
The lady turned back into the room. She walked over to the dressing table and picked up the invite. The silver script on the black paper invited her to a masquerade ball. It was to be held by her friend Isabelle. The event started that night at 8 o'clock pm. The clock on the mantel read 6:45 and she knew it was time that she got ready to attend the party.
Sitting down on the bench she started to ready her hair for the evening's style. She caught glimpse of the pictures she had brought with her and placed on the table. She picked them up one by one and placed them in the frame of the mirror. The first picture she picked up was one of her and a girl who looked just like her but in black hair. She smiled as she placed the picture up. She then pulled out a picture that was taken in front of a Christmas tree just a week ago. The picture was her and a girl with brown hair sitting under the tree sipping cider. Slowly she placed this picture on the frame. The final picture she picked up was taken that last summer. The two girls from in front of the tree and one boy with bushy brown hair were hanging on each other like good friends in bathing suits on a beach. The girl's smile dropped at this picture.
She sighed deeply as she brushed her hair out and put it up in that night's style. Slowly she put on her make-up. She was trying real hard but her melancholy look just wouldn't go away. She grabbed her clothes for the night off the bed and slipped into the bathroom to change. Coming out a few minutes later she went to the dressing table one more time to finish the outfit with the jewelry that was set out for the night. When she placed the tiara on her head she looked stunning but sad. She looked to be a princess with out a prince to love.
Grabbing her handbag she walked out into the hall. There stood the brown haired girl from two of the pictures. The blond smiled at the site of her friend. "Lizzie! You look great," said the brunette.
"Miranda you look fabulous in your purple spaghetti strap dress. Will is going to be stuck to your side all night long," said Lizzie.
"I hope so. This is my first trip to Rome after all and I don't want him to fall for some roman beauty," said Miranda.
"The only Roman beauty that I see is you Miranda my wife to be," stated the tall brown haired chap with blue eyes that was standing behind the ladies.
Miranda smiled and turned into her fiancés' arms and kissed his lips gently. Will tilted his head down to meet her lips. After the affectionate kiss, Will turned to Lizzie and placed an arm out towards her. "Can I escort you two fine ladies to our carriage?" he asked.
Miranda and Lizzie smiled and took his arms. The trio was smiling and ready for a night of fun. Miranda couldn't help but notice that her best friend's smile didn't quite reach all the way to her eyes.
Author: Anastaisa Wells
Rating: PG 13
Summary: Our favorite ladies go to a party on New Years Eve and find love.
Notes: This is my first fic. I hope you all enjoy. My next fic will not be this short. Three more chapters are written to come after this one. Also I borrowed the info section from the way I do my RPG entries.
DISCLAIMER: This story is based on characters and situations owned by the Disney Company. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
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6:30 pm New Years Eve 2009
An early 20's blond was standing in front of the open French doors to the balcony of a hotel room. Wearing jeans and a t-shirt she did not look like she belonged in the expensive room. She was looking out fondly at the skyline as the sky was showing the many colors of the setting sun in the distance. The skyline hadn't changed much from the time she saw it only those few years ago after jr. high.
The lady turned back into the room. She walked over to the dressing table and picked up the invite. The silver script on the black paper invited her to a masquerade ball. It was to be held by her friend Isabelle. The event started that night at 8 o'clock pm. The clock on the mantel read 6:45 and she knew it was time that she got ready to attend the party.
Sitting down on the bench she started to ready her hair for the evening's style. She caught glimpse of the pictures she had brought with her and placed on the table. She picked them up one by one and placed them in the frame of the mirror. The first picture she picked up was one of her and a girl who looked just like her but in black hair. She smiled as she placed the picture up. She then pulled out a picture that was taken in front of a Christmas tree just a week ago. The picture was her and a girl with brown hair sitting under the tree sipping cider. Slowly she placed this picture on the frame. The final picture she picked up was taken that last summer. The two girls from in front of the tree and one boy with bushy brown hair were hanging on each other like good friends in bathing suits on a beach. The girl's smile dropped at this picture.
She sighed deeply as she brushed her hair out and put it up in that night's style. Slowly she put on her make-up. She was trying real hard but her melancholy look just wouldn't go away. She grabbed her clothes for the night off the bed and slipped into the bathroom to change. Coming out a few minutes later she went to the dressing table one more time to finish the outfit with the jewelry that was set out for the night. When she placed the tiara on her head she looked stunning but sad. She looked to be a princess with out a prince to love.
Grabbing her handbag she walked out into the hall. There stood the brown haired girl from two of the pictures. The blond smiled at the site of her friend. "Lizzie! You look great," said the brunette.
"Miranda you look fabulous in your purple spaghetti strap dress. Will is going to be stuck to your side all night long," said Lizzie.
"I hope so. This is my first trip to Rome after all and I don't want him to fall for some roman beauty," said Miranda.
"The only Roman beauty that I see is you Miranda my wife to be," stated the tall brown haired chap with blue eyes that was standing behind the ladies.
Miranda smiled and turned into her fiancés' arms and kissed his lips gently. Will tilted his head down to meet her lips. After the affectionate kiss, Will turned to Lizzie and placed an arm out towards her. "Can I escort you two fine ladies to our carriage?" he asked.
Miranda and Lizzie smiled and took his arms. The trio was smiling and ready for a night of fun. Miranda couldn't help but notice that her best friend's smile didn't quite reach all the way to her eyes.