(This takes place the next day)

"Hey Lucas. Think we should start planning out your party?" I asked him while we were eating our mac'n cheese for lunch.

"Uh-huh!" he said excitedly.

"Okay first, When? Hmm."

"Well, if my berfday is in two weeks, how about then?" he asked.

"Hmm. Well there is a big ball planned for the week of your birthday, and it usually takes a full week for setting up, having it, and cleaning up. So either the week before or the week after."

"Umm. How bou' da week affa? Dat way you can plan it and have more time to warn and invite evweone."

"Good thinking little buddy." I said while messing up his hair.

"Hey!" he squeeled.

"Okay now we know When, what about Who? Have you thought of who you want to come?"

"Hmm. Kinda. I want Awianna, and you, and King Chawley, Andwew- da butla, Samanfa- da dusfer lady, Jussin- da plumma, and Ki-Ki- da fishie gurl

"Hmm. Okay I'll see what I can do."

"M'kay. Hey Bella?"

"Ya Lucas?"

"Are you gunna getta boyfwiend?"

Wow that one shocked me.

"No Lukey why do you ask that?" Seriously where did he get that?

"'Cause Momma and Daddy said dat a gurl like you and your age should be allowed out to find a boyfwiend."

Oh, of course it would be Sarah and Shawn talking about it. They don't really gossip, but they both think I need a guy in my life to help me because my father does a crappy job most of the time. I don't understand it really. One, I have all these maids and servants and everything to give me everything I could want or need, and help me with anything. Two, why do I need a guy in my life? I'm Princess of Aragonia, I don't need financial support. I never leave the castle and I have many personal guards, so don't need a guy for protection. I'm a girl and the help I need and stuff I want to talk about needs a female, not a male. But whatever.

"Well Lucas I'm not getting one anytime soon. Beside your my number one guy. No one can take your place. 'Kay?"

"M'kay Bella. Thats good I don't want anyone to take you fwom me. Ooo! Ooo! When you get one can I pick him? Pwease?"

"Okay little buddy. If I get a boyfriend you get you choose him." I laughed.

"Yay!"

"Okay, little buddy. I think its time for somebody's nap." I said after looking at my watch.

"But I'm no-" his sentence was cut off by a giant yawn. I picked him up and carried him to my room.

"'Night Lucas." I whispered as I set him in my bed. Since I'm always the one watching him, he basically lives in my room. It doesn't bother me. I mean I do have a king-sized bed, so theres more than enough room if we were both to sleep in it together- which we do quite often.

"'Night...Bel-" he tried to say but fell asleep.

After a few minutes when I was sure he was good and asleep, I got up and went to my clarinet lessons.

Father has me learning basically every language and instrument.

"Hello, Ms. Krissy." I said to my teacher.

"Good afternoon, Madam Isabella."

"Ready for clarinet?" she asked.

"Yeah, lets do this." I said unenthusiastically. Clarinet isn't exactly my favorite instrument.

--after lesson--

Ugh. Normally I love Ms. Krissy, but today I swear she was intent on killing me. I swear she picked all the hard lessons for one class. It was excruciating! I strongly dislike clarinet. My favorite is piano. I've loved the piano since I was four. Clarinet on the other hand... Ugh.

Now I was on my way back to my room to see if Lucas was up yet or not.

As I was walking down the hall I saw one of our duster ladies dusting away at a vase of flowers and a portrait of my horse, Wachita.

"Oh, Madam Isabella!" she suddenly exclaimed as she finally noticed me. "Your father said that he would like to talk to you. Preferably as soon as possible and in the dining hall."

"Oh, okay. Thank you Samantha." Then I remembered. Lucas likes Samantha because he thought her feather duster was funny. I also remembered that he wanted her to come to his party.

"Oh, hey Samantha. Do you want to come to Lucas' birthday party? It will be in three weeks. Don't worry about work. You will get a day off if you choose yes."

"Ooh, I'll be delighted to come."

"Okay, then. I guess I better go see Father. Good day."

"Good day Madam."

'Well lets get this over with' I thought as I walked down the corridors to get to the dining hall.

"Here goes nothing" I sigh as I open the large oak doors and walk in.

"Ah. There you are Isabella. I've been waiting for you.

"Father." I said as I nodded my head once.

"Come have a seat. There is some warm apple cranberry tea for you since I know how much you like it."

Yeah right. He knows nothing about me. He probably asked Amy, one of the servants who always brings me whatever I want to eat or drink. But, oh well I'm just going to let that one go.

"Thank you." I said as I sat down.

"Well Isabella I realized that you won't marry Jacob without meeting him so-"

"Wait you expect me to just gladly agree to meet him so that I'm satisfied enough to marry him?" I asked incredulously cutting him off, understanding what he was getting to.

"Well... er...umm... yeah?" he stuttered out making it sound like a question.

"Father you are absolutely absurd! I already dislike the boy due to you. And also have you thought about it this way? How would you feel if someone told you you're marrying someone you've never met? They could look like the grinch for all you know, or could be like twice your age and you have no say in it. How would you like it? Huh?"

"Oh" was his brilliant reply.

"Yeah, oh. No you know how I feel." I snapped at him.

"Enough out of you young lady. I will not have you talking to me like that! I am your father!" he exploded.

"Don't even go there." I warned him. "Oh and the week after our big Spring ball I'm throwing Lucas a party for his fourth birthday."

"Isabella" he sighed disapprovingly. "I told you a while ago and I will tell you again. The maids and servants are here to work, not to be your friends." he reprimanded.

I wanted so badly to tell him that normal people need to talk to other people, and that we're not all anti-social and lock ourselves in offices drinking scotch, like him. But I kept that to myself, and instead said

"Father, I raised him. He sometimes calls me mom. I think I'm allowed to throw him a party for his birthday. And besides you told me a while ago, when I begged you to not fire Shawn and Sarah and you agreed as long as the chores still got done, that Lucas was going to be my responsibility."

"Fine" he sighed resigned. "Oh and speaking of the Spring ball, you, Arianna, and Joyce are going to Alexander's tomorrow for your dress."

"Yes Father. May I go now? I need to see if Lucas is awake."

"Yes, that is all."

~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~

Jeez. He's not going to give up on the whole Jacob thing is he? I thought to myself as I was walking back to my room to see Lucas.

I wonder why he so insistent on me getting married. Maybe somethings going on that I don't know about. Nah, he would tell me right?

Ugh. All this thinking is giving me a headache.

"Bella?" I heard someone call quietly.

"Bella! Where are you?" Lucas! Oh no. I started to run back to my room.

When I got there I found him still in my bed crying.

I rushed over to him.

"Shhh. Lucas, I'm right here. Don't worry Bellas here now. Come on buddy no crying." I tried to sooth him.

"Mama?" he wimpered.

"Yeah, I'm here. Mamas here." I said wiping his tears away.

"I love you." he wispered as he stopped crying.

"I love you too sweetie."

Then I looked at a clock 4:32.

"Come on buddy, it's time to go see mommy and daddy."

"But I don't wanna." he wined causing me to giggle.

"I know but you have to. Lets go."

Okay yeah I know that took forever but don't worry I promise to update at least once a week from now on. I had finals for school then I rewrote this like 4 times. I will update asap.

You know what to do review if you want. If you don't then oh well

Thanx, Jessie

Oh BTW I don't own Twilight