Ooookay so I'm only at the second chapter and I'm already lazy on updating -_- Anyways, I'm currently writing the, I think the sixth chapter of this story so there won't be much stress when school is back in about a month or so. Well, before I get you stuck on this AN, you should carry on to read the chapter. Bye!
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Chapter Two: Roaming around the fields
And it was nothing Isabella had expected. It was the best place she had ever seen in her entire life. Better than the Eiffel Tower in Paris, better than the Asian destination spots, better than everything. She had expected mud and land everywhere that she would just have an even worse day by getting the bottom of her very delicate skirt some mud, but it was nothing like that.
There were green grasses everywhere and flowers sprouted where it deemed necessary. It was where a blue sky and white clouds reigned over.
"Well this is... this is marvelous." She muttered to herself happily
She continued on her trek towards the small and wooden houses. People worked busily and children played. It seemed a lot less normal thing to her, seeing as all she saw were people never looking her in the eyes.
Then there was a certain house. The house Stacy had told her to go. It was a one-story house made of wood. The front of the house had flowers at the side of the door and green grass was beside the stepping stones towards the front door. She walked up to the front porch and knocked on the door lightly.
"Who is it?" the door was opened by a young man her age
He had reddish hair, dark blue eyes, a not so pale complexion and a pointy nose.
"H-Hi," Isabella greeted and started checking the boy from head to toe, "Do you mind to step outside for a while?"
The boy just shrugged then went outside. Isabella walked slow circles around the boy, interviewing him.
"So how old are you?" Isabella asked the boy
"Almost eighteen."
"Good, good. So, what is your relation with Stacy?" Isabella eyed the boy
"She's my sister's best friend."
"Alright. So last question, are you engaged already?" Isabella asked, shocking the boy
"Not yet. Are you?"
Isabella felt her face heat up. She doesn't even know the boy's name.
"Um, no. I'm Isabella by the way." She responded
"Phineas Flynn." He smiled at her, "You know I don't seem to see you around here. Are you from the village?"
"N-Not actually." Isabella sheepishly rubbed her arm, not wanting the stranger to know that she is the princess Isabella
"Well, you know, since we're both not yet engaged, maybe we should-"
"No, no. I'd like none of that marriage you are to speak of." Isabella quickly shook her head in a regal manner
"But I was just going to ask you to be friends." The boy continued
And man this was awkward for our little princess.
"Uh, psh, yeah, I thought so. Just giving you a heads up." Isabella said, laughing nervously, "Anyway, when and where should we meet?"
"By the fish market!" Isabella's right eye twitched, "I shall see you there on Saturday, four in the afternoon."
"Gr-Great." She replied, "See you then."
Then she made her way back to the castle.
"So this Phineas Flynn," Isabella started as she brushed her hair in front of her vanity with her maid, Stacy, cleaning her room, "is he alright?"
"He is, madam." Isabella eyed her maid playfully, "I mean Isabella. Miss Isabella. He does not have previous relationships, a good record, and he does not have any stain in his personality."
"Ooh, a perfect guy." Isabella paused, "Yeah I have found and met a perfect guy in everybody's eyes and I have the chance of having him as my husband yet my heart still refuses to beat."
"Well, maybe it's about time you stop forcing yourself." Stacy suggested
"Yeah, maybe that's a good thing." Isabella muttered, "Stacy, I know what I'm gonna do on Saturday!"
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