A:N/ I know, I know you all want to murder me! these past weeks have been crazy! I've seriously been locked up in my room for the past 2 weeks studing for exams! *huffs* college is getting on my nerves! Anyway! I'm free!!! lol so I decided to update! thanks for the reviews!!!..and I know at the end of this your gonna hate me even more lol. But enough of me! Read on my angles!(is it weird to say that? lol)

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"Alice I'll be right back. I forgot my Ap Physics book in my locker!"

I ran back into the building. I had loads of Physics homework to do and leaving my book would be a major setback. I got to my locker and put in my combo. I shuffled around my locker a bit. I can't believe I let it get so dirty. I finally found my book and placed it into my bag. I was on my way out when I heard a girl's voice.

"Edward I can't." she said. Then it was quiet for a while.

"But why?" the velvet voice replied.

I tiptoed over to the room where I was sure the conversation was taking place. The door was slightly cracked. I peeked in and saw a petit girl with long strawberry blonde locks sitting on top of a desk. Her back was to the other person, young master. His face looked forlorn.

"I..I.I just can't Edward. I'm too young. I have my whole life ahead of me. You're asking for something very serious."

He sighed and leaned against the wall.

"I'm turning eighteen next week. If we don't do it the old treaty goes into effect." He looked down. It was obvious his heart was broken. I started to feel...should I say…a little bad for the young prince.

"I know Edward and I'm sorry. I can't." He sighed and slipped something into the pocket of his blazer. The strawberry blond got up off the desk and started gathering her things.

I felt a small tickle in my nose. I tried with all my might to keep it down, but my body shook and my eyes closed as a sneeze bid to be my give away. Both of their heads snapped towards the door. I quietly made a run for the exit.

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"Happy Birthday Bella!" Alice yelled as I made my way towards the front entrance.

I laughed. She was carrying a balloon and a small teddy bear.

"Thanks Al." I gave her a hug and accepted my gifts.

"How does it feel to be 18?" she asked snaking her small arm around my waist.

"Pretty damn good."

We laughed as we strode into school together.

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It was Saturday. A glorious day that was made for relaxation and sleeping in. Charlie had gotten up pretty early to open shop and I hadn't gotten out of bed until 11:30am. I slowly strolled down to my small kitchen and prepared a bowl of cereal. I grabbed my bowl and went into the living room. I turned the channel to the local news. You can never be too informed. Instead of the regularly timed weather forecast a familiar face appeared on the screen. There in the top right corner was a mini picture of the boy who I witnessed getting his heart broken two weeks ago.

"Young Prince Edward Cullen's future could be in jeopardy. "

"Ha! The guys rich! Any future with money is a good one." I yelled at the TV. it had been two whole weeks without any sight of the young prince. I would have turned but a feeling in my gut told me to stay tuned.

"Young prince Edward, the eldest of the Royal Cullen sons, has just turned eight-teen and is expected to take the thrown in two years. However, due to Forks law, he must be married before the age of nineteen to start his training. It is said that the young prince wants to take the thrown, but has no desire to wed. This could lead to some major problems in the palace. The royal family long ago made a pact that states, if the prince cannot find a wife, an arranged marriage will take place."

I took a bite of my cereal and remembered that last time I saw the prince. How his face looked so upset. And then it hit me.

He proposed to the strawberry blonde!

"There is no news as of yet whom the prince will marry or if a wedding will take place at all. I'm Victoria Sholkem with local news now here's James Bindle with weather."

I cut the television off. She turned him down. Why I wonder. I went into the kitchen and placed my spoon and bowl into the sink. I would get it later. I was about to head back upstairs when there was a light knock at the door. I answered to two very large men dressed in black suits.

"May I help you?" I was barely able to get out.

"Are you Isabella Swan?" The smaller of the two asked. A part of me wanted to lie. I wanted to say no and shut the door any run upstairs to my room. Who were these big men and what did they want with me?

"Y...Yes." I said stuttering

He spoke again. "You've been summoned to the Royal Palace."

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"I'm fine dad….I don't know….all they said was I was summoned to the palace….no they didn't hurt me….we're almost there…I'll let you know when I find out…yes dad I'm sure, just stay at work…okay..I'll talk to you later." I hung up the car phone and leaned back into the plush black leather seat.

"We're here" the driver said. We pulled up to a large black iron gate with two large C's twined in it. The car idled for a minute before the gates slowly opened and we drove through.

The palace was beautiful! There were big glass windows and bushes in the courtyard in the shapes of twist and different animals. The driver came to my side opened my door, and helped me out of the car. The two big men from my house pulled up soon after in a car of their own.

"Welcome to the palace" the biggest of the big men said with a smile. "Follow me."

The big men led me through the front door into a room that could have made for a grand ballroom. The floor was marble and sparkled under the sunlight that came in through the large glass windows. The staircase came in from either side meeting at the middle. It was beautiful.

I was ushered into another room with a large marble table.

"Take a seat at the table. The Queen with be with you shortly." The two men walked out.

The Queen! My heart pounded. I was so in awe of the house that I forgot what I was even doing here.

I played with the ends of my brown skirt (the men let me change before I left). Once I got bored of playing with that, I started twirling the loose strands of hair that managed to escape my bun. Does royalty always take this long?

A light set of footsteps entered the room. I stood up from the table, hands laced in front of me and eyes down.

"Good afternoon your majesty."I tried my best to keep my voice even.

"Well hello tie girl."

There was that velvet voice again. I looked up. The young Master was leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed and a sly grin.

I rolled my eyes and sat down. He chuckled.

"Still bitter I see." He walked over and sat in the chair next to me. "My mo-well the Queen will be with you shortly. I saw you outside and was wondering why you were here."

Again I didn't answer him. I just stared out the window in front of me.

"C'mon Isabella don't be like that."

"Bella." I quickly corrected him. "Wait…how do you know my name?"

He pushed himself back from the table and stood.

"I'm Royalty, I know everything."

And with that he was gone; only the sound of his laugher echoing though the hallway.

"Stupid prince" I grumbled to myself.

A minute later the queen arrived. She was dazzling. She wore a cream pant suit and a pair of black pat and leather boots. Her hair was dark brown like mine and rested softly at her shoulders. She was gorgeous.

I said my greetings and sat after she took her place in front of me.

"Isabella, I bet your wondering why you're here." I didn't have the heart to correct her.

"Yes "My eyes were glued to the table.

She cleared her throat.

"Due to a series of events your presence was need here Isabella. As you may or may not know my son, Young Prince Edward, has turned eight-teen and will be taking over the throne soon. However, due to Forks Law, He cannot be crowned king until he is married."

This was like déjà vu.

"His father and I were hoping that by this time he would have found a potential wife and we wouldn't have to dig up the old treaty. "

I remembered back to that day in the classroom. The day he proposed to strawberry blonde.

"Since Edward couldn't find a wife, the treaty is in effect." She paused and leaned over the table. She put her pointer finger under my chin and lifted my head so my eyes would meet hers.

"You, Isabella Marie Swan princess of Angela's Port, are to marry Edward Anthony Cullen, Prince of Forks.