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"Of course I do, Mrs. Hill. What kind of a person would I be if I didn't remember the name of the woman who so graciously is allowing my friends and me to stay with her?" Sarah replied, curtsying slightly. "Oh, where are my manners, these are James and Henri, friends of mine." After a quick jab from Sarah, James quickly replied "Yes, thank you so much for letting us stay with you."
"Do not worry, it is no trouble to have you stay here, after all, any friend of the Phillips' is a friend of the Hills." Mrs. Hill glanced upstairs "I am terribly sorry Sarah, it seems my daughter has forgotten that you were coming today, although I have no idea how; she has been excited for weeks."
The sound of footsteps echoed in the house as someone new came into view. "SARAH!" she shrieked as a blur of a purple dress came rushing towards Sarah.
"Rebbekcah!" exclaimed Sarah as she was violently hugged and exploded into a fit of giggles with her old friend while James and Henri simply stepped back, confused as to what was happening.
She wore a simple purple dress, no lace or frivolities, except for a single bow in her long hair. She looked slightly older than Sara, but she didn't act like it.
"Rebbeckah!" her mother scolded," no need to be so loud and rambunctious."
"Mother, please, it has been a long time since I have seen Sarah. Am I not allowed to express my happiness?"
"Of course you can, just be more polite about it."
"Sorry" Rebbeckah turned up her nose and dawned a snobbish face "Why my dear Sarah" she said in a nasily tone "what a delight it is to see you." Her mother sighed, turned, and left.
Henri giggled and whispered to James "they remind me of you and Sarah." A dirty look from James and his giggling instantly stopped.
"And who might these fine young gentlemen be" Rebbeckah stated, continuing her manner from before.
"This might be James and I might be Henri." Henri replied, puffing out his chest "Henri Richard Maurice Dutoit LiFevbre."
"Well, Monsieur Henri, tis an honor and a true delight to be graced with your presence, as well as Mr. James."
Henri smirked, "I like your friend. Why is it that she is fun and you are not?" This resulted in a very angry glare from Sarah and an unsuccessfully stifled giggle from Rebbeckah.
"You would be surprised how fun your friend used to be back in England." Rebbeckah replied glancing at her blushing friend.
"I was a foolish child then and have since grown up. Besides you had your fair share of childhood follies."
"Who says I still don't?" Rebbeckah smirked and gave a little wink to her friend.
"Oh please, you're 17 years old. I highly doubt that you are still running around, climbing up trees, and tearing your dresses."
"This is my last good one" Rebbeckah twirled "and that's only because I don't wear it other than church and when we have guests."
"Goodness gracious! Rebbekah, you really should take better care of your clothes, think of what people will say if they see you running around looking like a wild child."
"UGH! You sound like my mother, minus the marriage speech." The room got quiet and a few moments as people look uncomfortably at each other.
"When do you want to go into town?" Rebbeckah asked in an attempt to diffuse the tense atmosphere.
"After we settle in." Sara said
"Right, Sara, your room is upstairs and two doors down on the right. It's right next to mine! James and Henri your rooms are at the end of the hallway on the left, right across from each other. Do you need any help with your bags?"
The trio looked down at the small bags they held in their hands "No, we're fine." James said as he walked past their hostess.
He opened the door to his and Henri's room, it was simple with an elegant touch. A bed sat next to a window with curtains and a night stand with a lantern; across the room, an armoire for clothes stood. The walls were a golden color with red trim and there was a small desk to the right of the armoire.
"Oh, and don't open the door across from yours, that's my brother's room and he isn't too fond of anyone going in there. Also my mother's bedroom is at the end of the right wing hallway, try not to bother her. If you need anything, come to me." Rebbeckah quickly explained before grabbing Sarah's arm and pulling her back to the right wing.
"Hey, Sarah-" James began before being interrupted.
"Come on Sara, I can't wait to show you your room and help you unpack!" Rebbeckah exclaimed as Sarah looked back towards James and gave him a quick smile.
"One more thing, dinner is at 7; dress nicely." Rebbeckah shouted without even turning around as she, along with Sarah, disappeared into what James assumed was Sarah's room.
"I like Rebbeckah, she's fun!" Henri stated as he jumped onto his bed.
"She's acting like a child." James pouted as he sat down at the desk and unpacked his writing materials.
"JAMES" Henri whined "you're just jealous, besides these beds are so soft! Just sit down on it and feel for yourself."
"I am not jealous, Henri. I am just too mature to enjoy her childish antics."
"First of all, you are just using the words Sarah wrote down for you to use in your articles and I don't even know what that means, so there! And second, you are too."
"Am not!"
"Are too."
"AM NOT!"
"Are too."
"I am not! Besides, why would I be jealous of her?"
"Because you think Sarah will want to spend more time with her more than you." They sat in silence as James stared at Henri. After a while, he got up from the desk and began to unpack the rest of his items.
"I'm going to change." James said as he turned away from the young Frenchman.
"Don't worry James. They just haven't seen each other in a long time. Sarah still cares about you." Henri said as James finished picking out his nicer clothes from among his multitude of green vests and brown slacks.
"Aren't you going to change?" James asked Henri as he continued to rest on his bed.
"I am changed."
"You've been wearing those clothes since we left Philadelphia."
"They look clean."
"Rebbeckah said to dress nicely."
"Fine, I'll put on a clean shirt." James rolled his eyes and accepted the small victory. As he got ready for dinner, he wondered what living with this family was going to be like.
