I really want to finish this story. I'm going to wrap this up with 5 or 4 more chapters so I can focus on Boy Like You
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Here We Go Again
CLAIRE'S POV
I woke up looking around the room. I was still in the nurse's office. I must've blacked out. My hand flew straight to my stomach then to the face a very red, angry Massie. I raised an eyebrow at her. She scowled. Ouch. What was her problem? Oh right. Me. Hehe.
"You disgust me Claire Lyons." She said grabbing her bag. "I hope you enjoy your 9 months of torture" My heart plunged down to my stomach. I wrapped my arms around my knees and cried quietly, looking out the window and to the sunny sky. One day. One of these days. We're going to escape. Just you and me. No one else.
NO ONE'S POV
Alicia was in the library bored as usual. It was where she spent her study hall period away from people. She sat down where the magazines where and pulled one out. She screamed as a mountain of magazines fell on her. She popped out of the pile, panting.
"Ehmagawd! Argh!" She said then started throwing magazines on the table. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a newspaper. No one read newspapers. But this one was interesting because on the front cover was the picture of a princess. She had blonde flowing wavy hair, sparkling sea blue-green eyes, and pale skin. Her name was Madeline. She looks awfully familiar.
Alicia picked up the newspaper and sat down at a table. She flipped to page 2.
England is going wild. The Queen's daughter Madeline Bliss refuses to marry! Without a new heir, they are going to be forced to go on without a Queen to rule them. The gossip is that Princess Madeline will not marry anyone she doesn't truly love. So, she ran away to the Americas. Nobody knows where though. They have sent henchmen to go search for her. But, she does come back on the weekends, and last weekend she came back alright. She came back with an American boy on her arm and was begging her mother to let her marry him. The Queen refused and set her up on a date with Prince Edward, which Prince Edward tells us that it was the worst date ever. Princess Madeline was acting foolish and very immature. It was as if she was doing it on purpose. She and her mother got into a fight and then Sunday night, she and the American Boy (who's name is yet to be unknown) left for America without telling anyone. Queen Kendra is going to make sure that she comes back and gets married.
Alicia couldn't believe this. Why would this girl refuse to marry a HAWT guy like him? Seriously. Was she crazy? Then, she continued reading.
There is one thing though, she had told her servant to call her Massie.
Alicia closed the newspaper and had an evil grin on her face. She grabbed the newspaper and her bag then fled the library.
The next day…
Massie didn't tell Cam about Claire being pregnant. I mean, it wasn't her business anyway. They walked into the cafeteria hand in hand all smiles and headed towards Table 18 where Cam and his friends sat. Star and Dylan were there but the rest of the PC wasn't. Massie raised her eyebrow at Dylan. She shrugged her shoulders.
"I dunno. They haven't called us all day!" Dylan said.
"Yeah. Ooh nice outfit. Dylan. Rate her." Star said. Dylan stared at her open-mouthed.
"What?"
"You heard rate her." Star said.
"Why don't you?" Dylan asked.
"Because I want you to!" Star said.
"Guys, guys, guys. You can both rate me." I grinned, trying to stop the fight.
"Hey Mass." Layne said waving at me then sitting at her table. I waved back then turned to Star and Dylan who were observing me.
"Dylan you start." Star said turning to her.
"Kay. Massie Block is wearing a Juicy Couture 3/4-sleeved plaid flannel shirtdress with Trina Turk "Skinny Minnie" black leggings."
"She is also wearing Ralph Lauren "Jordana" peeptoe shoes. 9.6!" Star clapped. Then, everything went by so fast. I felt someone grabbing my wig and pulled it off, revealing my blonde hair. I spun around shocked. It was Claire and then all around us men dressed in black crashed through the windows while everyone was screaming and running around. People around zoomed. They all grabbed me, I was cursing them but then I saw them. Alicia, Claire, and Kristen. They stood on a table and all whistled. Everyone stopped. I was struggling under the men's grip but they wouldn't budge.
"LET. ME. GO!!!" I yelled.
"Everyone! Please calm down! I have an announcement to make. Some of you are wondering why our little Massie is blond. Well. Turns out this is the REAL Massie. Or should I say Madeline." She grinned evilly at me then clapped twice. All over us, pictures of me as Princess Madeline fell from the ceiling. The tears came hot and fast. Students gasped as they grabbed the pictures and stared at it then at me.
"Princess Madeline." Kristen scoffed. "Supposedly going to be the new Queen of England that is, if she marries. She refuses to marry. Wanna know why? She wants to marry someone that she truly LOVES." She laughed evilly as everyone stared at me as if I were an alien. "And the man she truly loves is Cam Fisher." She said in a falsetto voice. Then everyone stared at Cam who was red with embarrassment. "Ha. Like that'll ever happen."
"See these men Madeline? They're going to take you home, where your wedding awaits you. Seems like Prince Edward has given you a second thought." Alicia said.
"No! I don't want to marry him! He's fake! Like you!" I yelled using my English accent. It was no use to hide it now.
"Boys take her away!" Claire snapped.
"AND YOU KNOW WHAT KUH-LAIRE? I HOPE YOU HAVE FUN RAISING YOUR BABY ALL BY YOURSELF!" Now everyone gasped and looked at her. She paled.
"Tell him Claire. Tell him!" I spat. She stuttered so I took her place.
"Cam. You got Claire pregnant. She didn't want to tell you." I told Cam. Cam turned from red, to blue, then to white. Everyone started murmuring. And just like that, I let the men take me away. Take me away back to England. Back to the place that I dread the most.
The Art of Letting Go
"Oh honey! You look so beautiful without that brown hair and those brown eyes." My loving mother said hugging me tightly. She left the room and left me there to stare at myself. My long blonde wavy hair was pulled up into a bun with a few curls escaping around my face. My sea green-blue eyes looked dull but I would have to try to lighten them up. Just for mother. My dress was white, and of course, it was a princess-y dress. With the sleeves and all of that. My mother came back with a box in her hands. I turned to face her and sighed. She smiled and opened the box. Inside, there was a silver small tiara with sapphires, her old veil, and tons of pictures of her wedding day.
"Something blue" She said, handing me the tiara. I stared at it, my eyes wide and tears spilling down my cheeks. She took it and put it on.
"Something old." She put the veil on. My cousin Angie came in. She was holding her garter.
"Something borrowed." Angie went under my huge poofy dress, and put on the garter, me giggling the whole time. My mom went and got the Cole Haan shoebox.
"And something new." I finished. My mother smiled as she pulled out the Cole Haan "Air Ceci" peep toe bridal pumps. She put them down in front of me, and I slipped my feet into them. I sighed and turned around; mascara was going down my face. I laughed. Angie giggled and wiped my cheeks then re-did my makeup before putting the veil over my face.
"You look beautiful. Your father would have been so happy for you." My mother said. I looked up at her and hugged her. Angie's cell phone rang.
"Its time." Angie said. She gave me my bouquet of purple roses, with a white silk ribbon. I held it and she hugged me and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Then she smiled and left the room. My mother linked arms with me and we made our way down the aisle. My bridesmaids were there. Even Dylan and Star?! She grinned, her brown silky straight hair shining and green eyes glistening. Star smiled her hazel-green filling with tears. I smiled back at them.
The bridesmaids were wearing lavender short dresses, with a silk purple ribbon at the waist tying a small bow at the side. Dylan or Princess Destinee as she is now was wearing a medieval purple maid-of-honor dress. I faced Edward and the minister started talking. I stared at Edward, wishing he were Cam. I don't love Edward. I never did. And I never will.
"If any man can show just cause, why they may not lawfully be joined together, let him now speak, or else hereafter for ever hold his peace." As the minister said those words, the doors of the church opened.
"I OBJECT!"
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