A/N: 165 REVIEWS! WOOHOOO!! okay, now that that's done with, i just need to tell you guys to be patient for them to meet coughnextchaptercough or I'll spit chapter ten in two and leave a cliffy! i m soo evil (not really)
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DEDICATION: to ilikepuddin and kellinw who corrected the French translator I used. Also, to gemini169 because she found a longer song name - 'You Be The Anchor That Keeps My Feet On The Ground, I'll Be The Wings That Keep Your Heart In The Clouds'
And, last but not least, ArikaCullenbecause I forgot to help her. Ps. life is how long until a document is deleted. And when you start a story, there should be a thing that pops up (if you have firefox like I do, then you have to click the pop up thing that appears and then you select allow pop ups for this site) then you select a category ex: books and then you can choose something else in the next category box that appears on the pop up ex: Twilight.
When I Became A Princess...
Chapter 9
EPOV The Next Day, Thursday Paris, France
Song: Bella's Lullby (no lyrics, just imagine what you think it sounds like. A lot of people think River Flows Into You by Yiruma sounds like it.) And yes, it is the chapter where he composes it - look what I can do! it's so cute
"Edward, I don't want to hear that you were late…again."
I looked down at my hands folded in my lap. "Yes, Carlisle."
He smiled. "You're a good person, Edward. Try to show everyone else that."
"Yes, Carlisle."
"Good. Now, on a brighter note, I heard you were going to visit Isabella tomorrow with Alice."
I grimaced. "Must I?" I knew it was childish but pleading and begging was my last hope.
He chuckled. "Yes Edward. But can you try to behave yourself? It would mean a lot to your mother and me if you didn't give her a bad impression."
I sighed. "I'll try."
He laughed. "I see. Well, would you mind staying there, at the boarding school, for the weekend?"
"I guess not. What's one more day?" I asked a bit bitterly.
"Edward…" Carlisle warned.
I sighed. "I'll behave."
"Good; I expected nothing less."
I nodded and left the room, free to roam the French palace.
Immediately, my mind thought of the beautiful girl.
I sighed in frustration. I couldn't get her out of my head. What was wrong with me?
"Edward!" Alice ran towards me and grasped me in a hug. "I missed you!"
I laughed. "Really? I didn't notice. Anyway, how could you possibly miss me in forty-eight hours?"
"Because I did," she told me. "I missed your sarcastic remarks, seeing you when I eat breakfast, and, most of all, when you play piano."
I smiled. "Would you like me to play?"
"Would you?" she asked joyously.
"Of course." I smiled as Alice skipped to the ballroom.
"What would you like me to play?" I asked as I sat at the piano bench.
"Hmm…anything is fine with me."
I placed my fingers on the keys hesitantly. I felt as my fingers played a note and the pure sound vibrated throughout the room. I had a melody repeating in my mind over and over, every time I thought of the girl. So…I guess in a way, it's her song. Technically, she did inspire it.
Alice swayed as I started the song. I then found out that it was a lullaby. I threw some parts together while I focused on everything about the girl. The song fit the nameless girl perfectly.
Alice closed her eyes and slowly spun in circles. She had a soft smile on her lips.
I smiled to myself, happy to see my sister happy.
But, like all good things, the song had to end. The last bittersweet note hung in the air as it faded from my ears.
Alice smiled. "I like it," she decided. "What's it called?"
I shrugged. I couldn't very well name it after the girl since I didn't know her name. "I don't know," I admitted.
"What inspired it?" she asked.
I don't think it would be the best idea to tell her that it was her beautiful friend – the brunette. "I'm not sure," I lied smoothly.
Alice looked a bit skeptical. "Well, when you find a name for it, tell me." And with that, she danced out of the room.
I sighed and stared at the piano. I desperately needed to know the girl's name. I didn't know why I needed it so badly but my mind told me that it was a vital piece of information.
I decided to give "Isabella" the "right" impression and send her a letter to distract myself.
BPOV The Next Day Friday
"Bella!" Rose banged loudly on my door.
I groaned loudly and pulled my homework off my lap.
The moment the door was open, Rose darted into my room. "You've got a letter!" she sang.
When did she become so hyper and enthusiastic? When she met Alice…
After our jailbreak had been up and Alice gave us a ride, we sneaked back on campus with our shopping bags and made up some lame excuse. Well, Rose did – I can't lie for my life.
"Let me see." I held my hand out for the letter.
She handed a crisp ivory envelope to me. The writing was…perfect. I ran my fingers over the beautiful calligraphy before I actually read the addresses.
"Oh god…" I whispered.
"What?" Rose asked, trying to read over my shoulder.
I pointed to the one thing that caught my eye.
Prince Edward A. M. Cullen of England
The Palace of France
Paris, France
"Oh my gosh…" Rose muttered. "Open it!" she said with refueled excitement.
I turned it over and carefully slid my finger under the flap. I unfolded the perfect, pure white stationary.
Dear Isabella,
I bet you already know about the plans our parents have for us. I just thought that you should know a bit about me before we meet.
My full name is Edward Anthony Mason Cullen and I'm currently seventeen. My birthday is June 20 and I was born in Chicago, Illinois in the United States. My hobbies include car collecting, car racing, and music. I now live in London with my parents, Carlisle and Esme, and my sister whom you've already met, Alice. I have a love for classic books. I also happen to be a member of the United Kingdom Parliament because of my duty as Prince. My best friends are Jasper Hale - Alice's boyfriend - and Emmett McCarty.
I look forward to seeing you this weekend with Alice.
Sincerely,
Edward A.M. Cullen
"What does it say?" Rose asked eagerly.
"He's coming," I breathed.
"What?"
"He's coming!" I said a bit panicked.
Rose's eyebrows shot up. "Seriously?"
I could only nod.
"That's…unexpected."
"No, you don't get it. He's coming…to meet me. But I don't want anything to do with him. I don't at all!"
Rose looked at me like I was insane.
I sighed. "I don't want to be forced to marry him. It's against both our wills so we have to. He's only coming to be polite, but at least Alice is, too."
"Bella…any girl would kill to be in your position. Do you know that?"
"That's just it!" I threw my hands in the air. "They can have him! I don't care! I don't want to be forced to do something. I want to control my life." I sighed and played with a corner of the paper. "Besides," I mumbled. "I'm nothing special and he's…he's the nationally know teenage heartthrob."
"Bella…," Rose murmured. She wrapped her arms around me. "Don't say that. You are funny, talented, smart, and pretty. You know, I'm kind of jealous."
I scoffed to her shoulder.
She laughed a little. "I mean it. And if he does anything, an-y-thing, to hurt you, I will kick his ass."
I chocked a laugh out.
"See? It's not so bad. At least you'll get the privilege of being able to drool over him in person while no one else is allowed to."
I laughed a bit more. "Thanks Rose."
"No problem. Do you want to watch some movies?"
I smiled. "Sure."
During the movies and into the night, all I could thing of was the stranger's green eyes and all thoughts of Edward Cullen and his letter were forgotten. I had fallen asleep with no worries and no knowledge of what life had in store for me tomorrow.
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HEHEE! i m sooo evil i m surprised that i haven't gotten death threats yet :P i m sooo going to regret saying that aren't i? oh well, H&H dream-a-lot
ps. want to hear a stupid thing i did? ok, so originally, the last chapter was shorter, then i loaded it on fanfic and saved it as WIBAP 8, okay? and then, i decided to be nice and make it longer so then when i save it on my computer AND on fanfic, i named it WIBAP 9. so now, i'm saving this as WIBAP 9.1 - aren't i smart? giggle :P
