Hello, guys!

So, I've made some changes (and I'll make it to the earlier chapters as well) like using quote marks for dialogues and trying to improve my english. I'm not a native speaker, as you must have noticed, but I'm working on it!

if any of you speaks portuguese or knows english very well and wants to help me with the translation or the correction, I would be delighted.

I really hope you enjoy! Sorry about the delay, I wasn't at home. And thank you, lovely strangers, for all the tips!

Annie.


It's funny how friends can be annoying and entertaining at the same time.

After a nervous laugh , Darcy took the lead and opened the box.

"Several envelopes", and picked up one. In this was written the number '1'.

"What are they up to? It seems far beyond 'heal the wounds'."

He sighed resignedly.

"If there is not another way..."

Lizzie opened it. As always, one more statement inside:

No matter the exact chronological order or even the script. What you should do is re-enact every memory that is inside the packages to understand how the minds of each other worked on that moment.

- I should have imagined! One sister is actress, another is model, my best friend is an artist...

Lizzie poured the entire contents of the envelope on the floor (cautiously) and became aware of the photos . Lizzie, Jane, Lydia, Mary, Kitty and Charlotte smiled in front of a grand ballroom; in another one, there were the girls (smiling), Darcy (dour), Caroline (disgusted) and Bingley (happy)... Then she has looked on the back to make sure on what day it was taken: July 29, 2002 .

"I do not remember all the details, but I think it was the birthday of one of the cousins of Bingley, our friend from school."

"Exactly", Darcy replied. "We had just arrived in town."

"You three were so funny!", Lizzie gave a hearty laugh. "People say that the British are charming, but it was so strange to hear you speak!"

Darcy laughed.

"I'm still English. Do I continue to talk funny?"

She smiled .

"Once English, always English." Turning her eyes to the picture , she tried to remember and retrace their steps at the party...

~'~'

July 29, 2002 , 20:45 .

"Char, that's wonderful! I love the parties of this century!", and she began to laugh, a very common and admired trait ofher personality. "I can dance if I choose to! And no gentleman will dare to dance with me, since I am the mostinsufferable creature in the universe."

Charlotte laughed on a more restrained way.

"Lizzie!", Jane scolded with tenderness. "Stop being so arrogant! This is all façade, as you are the kindest soul I'veever seen."

"She must have a mirror in the face!", exclaimed Charlotte and the three burst into laughter .

The group - five Bennet sisters and Charlotte - were sitting near a window, since the place was extremely stuffy. Kittyand Lydia had laughed and whispered incessantly, to the point that Mary just shook her head in disgust about so stupidsocial convention.

Lizzie, seeing the birthday girl, Isadora, pass by , nodded to her.

"I'm so glad you all came!", The girl exclaimed. "My party would not be complete without you!"

Although the girl was 23 years old, there was still a hint of traditional little party with cake and balloons.

All the girls hugged her.

"Dora, dear. Is it true that some of your cousins have moved to here?", asked Jane.

"Yes, my adorable cousins of England.", and she rolled her eyes. "They seem to belong for an old book! Charles andCaroline are my blood, but the best friend of them, Fitzwilliam Darcy, is considered in the same way for us . They arefinishing college". She whispered: "Fitzwilliam is so hipster, makes me so uncomfortable!".She took them by the hand. "Letme introduce you! Maybe American people can cheer them up..."

And she began to laugh.

The first member of the group they have met was a boy with medium height, very blond hair and green eyes as well. His modes were sweet and the smile did reach his eyes: this was Charles Bingley.

The second member was a girl with an air of disdain, as saying that the English people were superior. Her hair was asblond as her brother's and she was stunning: Caroline Bingley.

The latter was considered for some time the most charming boy at the birthday party, all because of the combination ofheight, black eyes and black hair, shyness and his alternative style. This thinking, however, didn't last much: he couldbe very handsome, but his presumed shyness was nothing more than a sneer, a profound mockery of those people who wereenjoying themselves.

What a snob, Lizzie thought .

"Dear cousins, these are my dearest friends: Jane, Lizzie, Mary, Kitty and Lydia, who are sisters, and Charlotte."

Darcy greeted them with a nod; effusive Caroline gave them kisses on the cheek with false delight; Charles, good-hearted, shook hands with each of them, expressing particular attention to the eldest Bennet, who was, without a doubt, the most obvious beauty of the room.

After the proper introductions, they separated. Bingley had a lot of fun and even danced with the girls, while the two affected human beings remained on the sidelines of the party.

Isadora just raised her shoulders and sighed. Rude people!

At one point, Darcy approached Bingley, who was talking to Elizabeth.

"Excuse me, Lizzie.", and he turned to his friend, without, however, leave her aside. "Darcy, my good friend! How can younot enjoy such fun? So many beautiful and friendly people! New York is indeed the city that never sleeps. See our friendElizabeth.", and gave her a wink. "Is not she, in fact, an extremely lovely girl?

Elizabeth smiled gratefully.

"You know I hate dancing with strangers. Also, this girl is not beautiful enough to tempt me; get your attentions back tothe eldest beauty and leave me alone."

And he left . Bingley's embarrassment was palpable. Lizzie dismissed his responsibility with a warm greeting, but in herheart boiled a new sensation: a great contempt for that selfishness and arrogance that almost put her sick.

She, however, has told with good humor the episode to the girls. They laughed, but their indignation against the man washuge.

The girl that almost did not stay with the group was Jane, as Bingley had expressed a special interest for her.

The party ended and everyone went to their separate ways, but new feelings flourished in each of those hearts.

~'~'

After the flashback , Darcy was shocked.

"I did not remember such impertinence . How could I be so rude? No wonder you hated me."

She smiled, penalized.

"I confess that this offense intensified my repulse about you, but my hate was based on much deeper reasons." Seeing Darcy blushing, she said softly: "We should discuss this on one of the next memories."

"Time to open the envelop number 2!"