I know that this is extremely short, but I have been wanting to post a
story for a very long time. I am trying my hand at writing, so please
review this for me. No flames if ya don't mind. :)
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the characters I made up...everything else belongs to Disney.
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Felicia Bennington sat by her window looking up at the stars.
"So many stars," she sighed. "Maybe one of them will give me freedom."
"Felicia, are you decent, dear?" Her father called interrupting her thoughts.
"Yes father, you may enter."
The door opened and the governor strode in.
"I just came to wish you a well night's rest," he folded his arms across his broad chest.
"Why thank you father, but you never come to say goodnight," Felicia hugged him.
"Felicia," her father cleared his throat. "I was hoping that you were coming to Lt. Marshall's annual ball tomorrow night."
"Father, of course I am going. But I have absolutely no interest in Lt. Marshall," Felicia's expression turned cross.
"I really wish that you would...he is such a good man," Governer Bennington pleaded with his seventeen-year-old daughter.
"He has no personality what-so-ever. The only thing the both of us have in common is that we live here in Port Royal," she tried to explain her reasoning.
"The only thing I am asking for now is that you be kind to him."
"I am always kind to him, he just doesn't listen to what I have to say," Felicia was exasperated.
"Alright then dear. I will see you tomorrow, and please reconsider your rash opinions of Lt. Marshall," her father bid her.
Felicia rolled her eyes as her father closed the door to her room.
"He just doesn't understand," she sighed.
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Felicia leaned over one of the rails on the balcony resting her chin in her palm. It seemed that lately she was doing stuff like that constantly. Looking calmly out towards the sea. It cleared her mind of all thoughts and stress.
"Felicia, darling, what are you doing out here? You'll catch your death of a cold," Lt. Marshall put his palms over her shoulders.
Felicia winced, "I was trying to think."
Lt. Marshall took her by the arm and began to lead her inside. All the while she was cursing him in her mind.
"Lt. Marshall, we have two strange men wanting to join us," a watchman came towards them.
"Well, let them in. The more the merrier," Lt. Marshall laughed.
"But sir, they look like pirates," the watchman gasped.
"Felicia, I shall return," Lt. Marshall kissed her hand.
"Thank God for pirates," Felicia wiped her hand on the skirt of her dress.
"So, when is the wedding?" Her best friend Hayley asked.
"Hayley you are a most horrible person," Felicia turned cross.
"The good thing is he has money," Hayley shrugged.
"Hayley, I already have money," Felicia put a hand on her hip.
"Hm, good point. Well, you can never have too much money," Hayley replied.
"You are impossible," Felicia gasped.
"Felicia, it doesn't matter about money really. Marry for love," Hayley told her sincerely.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the characters I made up...everything else belongs to Disney.
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Felicia Bennington sat by her window looking up at the stars.
"So many stars," she sighed. "Maybe one of them will give me freedom."
"Felicia, are you decent, dear?" Her father called interrupting her thoughts.
"Yes father, you may enter."
The door opened and the governor strode in.
"I just came to wish you a well night's rest," he folded his arms across his broad chest.
"Why thank you father, but you never come to say goodnight," Felicia hugged him.
"Felicia," her father cleared his throat. "I was hoping that you were coming to Lt. Marshall's annual ball tomorrow night."
"Father, of course I am going. But I have absolutely no interest in Lt. Marshall," Felicia's expression turned cross.
"I really wish that you would...he is such a good man," Governer Bennington pleaded with his seventeen-year-old daughter.
"He has no personality what-so-ever. The only thing the both of us have in common is that we live here in Port Royal," she tried to explain her reasoning.
"The only thing I am asking for now is that you be kind to him."
"I am always kind to him, he just doesn't listen to what I have to say," Felicia was exasperated.
"Alright then dear. I will see you tomorrow, and please reconsider your rash opinions of Lt. Marshall," her father bid her.
Felicia rolled her eyes as her father closed the door to her room.
"He just doesn't understand," she sighed.
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Felicia leaned over one of the rails on the balcony resting her chin in her palm. It seemed that lately she was doing stuff like that constantly. Looking calmly out towards the sea. It cleared her mind of all thoughts and stress.
"Felicia, darling, what are you doing out here? You'll catch your death of a cold," Lt. Marshall put his palms over her shoulders.
Felicia winced, "I was trying to think."
Lt. Marshall took her by the arm and began to lead her inside. All the while she was cursing him in her mind.
"Lt. Marshall, we have two strange men wanting to join us," a watchman came towards them.
"Well, let them in. The more the merrier," Lt. Marshall laughed.
"But sir, they look like pirates," the watchman gasped.
"Felicia, I shall return," Lt. Marshall kissed her hand.
"Thank God for pirates," Felicia wiped her hand on the skirt of her dress.
"So, when is the wedding?" Her best friend Hayley asked.
"Hayley you are a most horrible person," Felicia turned cross.
"The good thing is he has money," Hayley shrugged.
"Hayley, I already have money," Felicia put a hand on her hip.
"Hm, good point. Well, you can never have too much money," Hayley replied.
"You are impossible," Felicia gasped.
"Felicia, it doesn't matter about money really. Marry for love," Hayley told her sincerely.