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I woke up the next morning knowing that something was going to be different.

Of course! New students were going to arrive at the school. I hoped they were nice; I didn't want anymore people annoying me.

I got out of bed anyway and started to get ready for the day. I went downstairs and got some breakfast. Jane was at the table, eating. When I came in, she looked up at me and smiled. Why couldn't I be a pretty as her?

"I wonder what the new students will be like?" she wondered.

"No matter what, Jane, they will all love you." I said with a small smile.

"I heard from Charlotte that one of the new students, Charlie Bingley, is very handsome and very rich."

"Pfft. I don't care for money, although it would be nice. Looks don't matter, either. It's all about personality." I ranted.

"Yeah, well eat your breakfast. Then, we'll go." She said.

I did just that and soon we were on our way.

There was a car that I had never seen before in the car park. When we actually got inside the school, there was only one topic for the chatter: the new students.

We stood by our lockers, which were right by the Principal's office. Soon, three students came walking out of the room. Two boys and one girl. One of the boys and the girl had light brown hair. The other boy had dark brown hair. The boy with the light brown hair stopped in his tracks when he saw Jane. He stared at her before coming over to her.

"Hi, I'm Charlie. This is my sister Carrie and my good friend William Darcy."

"Hello, there." Carrie said. I could tell she was bored. I immediately disliked her.

"Hello." We said. I looked down and shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot. I could feel someone's eyes on me. It was Darcy's. When I looked up, he looked away. Hmmmm.

"There is a dance tonight, if you guys are interested in going." Jane finally spoke up.

"Yes, yes, we would love to go!" Bingley replied a bit too enthusiastically. I think somebody fancies someone and his name begins with a 'Charl'.

"Alright, then. The dance is at seven. It ends at eleven. Luckily, the teachers have given us a half day, sort-of anyway; we come into school at ten tomorrow." I explained.

"Ok, that's fine. We'll see you tonight." Charlie said before turning away and heading to his class.

"He seems nice," Jane mused, "his sister seemed nice as well."

"I agree with you there," I laughed, "but I can't say the same for his friend Darcy."

I was standing in front of a mirror in my dress. It was August so it was still quite warm. I was wearing a deep plum coloured dress that went down to my knees. We curled my hair and put a bit of makeup on. I looked nice, but that was nothing compared to Jane. She looked stunning. She wore a dark blue dress and had her hair was straightened. She wore little makeup, but it seemed to highlight her face.

"Just wait until Charlie sees you!" I smiled.

"Lizzie, he could never love me." She whimpered.

"Jane, everyone will love you when they see you." I squeezed her shoulders; she needed comforting.

"Let's go, it's time."

People were already dancing when we got there. We saw Charlie, Carrie and Darcy talking in the corner. Naturally, Charlie came over to Jane when he saw her.

"May I have this dance?" Jane blushed when he said this. I thought that he was a perfect gentleman. I walked over to where Charlotte was sitting and sat down next to her.

"Having fun Charlotte?" she looked bored stiff.

"Yes, I am actually Lizzie. I'm merely observing everyone in the room." She nudged me playfully. Soon, Jane and Charlie finished their dance. Charlie came over to his friends, which was quite close to where we were sitting, and said:

"William, you must dance. I won't have you standing about."

"I won't," Darcy replied, "you know how much I hate it. Your sister has gone off to dance, and there is no other girl here that it would be a punishment to dance with."

"I won't be as critical as you are," Charlie nearly yelled, "in fact; I've never met so many pretty girls in my life as I have this evening: several of them are very pretty."

"You are dancing with the only beautiful girl in the room." Darcy replied coldly.

"She is the most beautiful person I have ever seen," my respect for Charlie increased, "but one of her friends is sitting right behind you, and I think you might find her very agreeable."

"Which one?" he turned around and looked at me for a moment before he said coldly, "she is pretty, but not pretty enough for me. You better return to your partner, because you're wasting your time talking to me." With that, Charlie walked back to Jane. I couldn't help thinking how much of a git Darcy was.

"Did he really say those things?"

"Yes, Jane, he did."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Lizzie."

"Don't worry, Jane. I really hate him anyway."

When we were alone the next day, we started speaking about Charlie.

"He is what every man should be like," Jane said, "smart, jovial, lively; I've never met anyone like him."

"He's also handsome. His character is complete." I said.

"I was surprised when he asked me to dance a second time. I didn't expect such a compliment."

"Didn't you? I did. He said you were much prettier than every other girl in the room. He was very polite, no thanks for that. Well, he's good, and I'll leave you to like him."

"Lizzie!" Jane scolded me.

"You have a tendency to like people in general. I've never heard you speak badly of anyone since I've known you." I chuckled.

"I don't want to be too hasty in criticising people, but I say what I think."

"I know you do, which makes me wonder. Your good sense, but being blind to other people's stupidity. So, you like Carrie, then?" I wondered if anyone did.

"Not at first, no, but when I got to know her, she was quite nice. We'll find a nice friend in her, I'm sure." I listened, of course, but I wasn't convinced. She was pretty and rich, but it looked like she liked to spend more than she should. She thought she was better than everyone else, from what I saw. But I knew one thing; I really didn't like her.

We met with Charlotte during school.

"You danced with Charlie last night, Charlotte." I laughed.

"He seemed to like Jane better, though. He danced nearly every dance with you." Charlotte teased Jane.

"From what I heard Darcy wasn't worth listening to as much as his friend. Poor Lizzie to be 'pretty, but not pretty enough for me'." Charlotte teased me this time.

"I hope you won't let Lizzie be annoyed by what he said." Jane said to Charlotte.

"Apart from what he said about me, he didn't speak for over half an hour."

"Are you sure? I saw him speaking to Carrie for most of the night." Jane said.

"Well, good for them. I hope they make a wonderful couple and not bother me." I snapped. I wasn't angry at Jane and Charlotte, I was angry at Darcy and Carrie. Prideful people!

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