This is the first official chapter of I Do Believe. I told you I hoped to update soon. I really hope you guys enjoy it.


Chapter 1

Violet sat in front of her dressing table and studied her reflection. Her usually unruly curls had been pinned in an intricate fashion so that they framed her face in what her aunt called 'a becoming manner'. In amongst the curls tiny purple flowers that matched her evening gown had been arranged so that they seemed to be floating there. Violet had allowed her aunt to apply the smallest amount of makeup to her face. Before she died her mother had always said, 'Violet, you don't need makeup because you are naturally beautiful'. She was right, Violet was especially pretty, from her fine check bones to her emerald green eyes.

Violet stood and her rich purple evening dress fell around her ankles. As she walked it make an enchanting swish. She smiled. Violet had picked this dress so long ago she had forgotten what it felt like to wear it. The sleeves rested on her pale shoulders, the fitted bodice showed the little figure that she had and the skirt, her favourite part, was cut like a mermaids' tail and studded with diamantes. Violet's smile disappeared when she remembered why she was wearing such a beautiful dress. It was the night of her sixteenth birthday and Aunt Mary had planned a spectacular ball in her honour. Already she could hear guests arriving and the band playing warming up for what should have been one of the best nights of her life. She was young and beautiful and the man she was to marry would be waiting downstairs. The only problem was that Violet didn't want to marry William. He was sweet but she wasn't ready for marriage, in fact she didn't want to grow up at all. She wanted to be like the hero of Adventures in Neverland, Peter Pan, staying young forever and being able to make her own decisions. As she was still a 'child' her aunt made decisions for her and once she was married William would do the same. What she wanted more than anything was to be free.

Violet turned as Aunt Mary entered the room. Her aunt smiled and said, "My dear, if you are ready why aren't you downstairs welcoming your guests?"

"I was coming but Aunt is this really necessary? I mean do I have to announce my engagement tonight? Surely it can wait until I am older," Violet reasoned.

"Heavens no," her aunt exclaimed, "We must announce it as soon as possible. Violet, dear, you are the oldest girl I know that is not already married or at least engaged."

Violet sighed. Trying to make her stubborn aunt understand that she didn't want to be married was a tiresome task. "But Aunt Mary I don't love William, he's one of the sweetest people I know but I don't want to marry him. You made that decision for me…"

Aunt Mary cut her off, "Because that was my responsibility. I promised your parents that I would make sure you were cared for. I am getting too old to your guardian so I found William and he will look after you, as his wife."

"He knows I am not happy with the arrangement but he says that we can wait until I am older," Violet informed her aunt.

"The nerve. You are still under my care and until you are married you do as I say." Aunt Mary breathed deeply and said, "We can discuss this later. For now you will fix yourself up and come downstairs. We will make the announcement that you and William are to be wed and you will enjoy your party. Do you understand?"

"Yes Aunt Mary," Violet replied dejectedly. As her Aunt left the room Violet swore she heard her aunt mutter, '…head in the clouds, it's all those stories and books…'

Violet returned to her mirror and looked down at her beautiful dress. When she looked up at the mirror she saw the figure standing behind her, hands on hips. She smiled. "You're here."


I think it's fairly obvious who is standing behind her. Please review and tell me what you think so far. Until next time.

-CessLizz