Declaimer: I do not own Pride and Prejudice; all rights belong to Jane Austen.

Ch. 11

"William! I can't believe how mean you were. You need to be nicer to people."

"I don't like the idea of you being around someone like her. Someone who has to see a doctor, she has problems Georgie."

"There is nothing wrong with her seeing a doctor." She said quietly.

"Look I know her. She's my neighbor and I met her. Yes, I have spoken to her. She told me she has a mental disorder and she hurts herself. She has been depressed her whole life and takes about five pills. She doesn't see a reason to live. I am only worried about you. You don't need someone like that in your life; I don't want you to feel the way she has made me feel. That isn't what you need."

"But she didn't seem anything like that at all. You must have misunderstood her." She reasoned.

"No. I am afraid that her own family feels the same way about her… What did you do together?"

"You won't believe it! I got on a bus! And we went to a music store. I got bought a CD she showed me and I got to hear her play the violin. She is amazing. Oh and by the way it's not Georgie anymore. It's Gina."

"Gina?"

"Yup." She stated. "I don't call you Fitzy anymore."

"Fair enough. I have heard she is a great player. She has about as many awards as you do."

He took her to the mall to shop and they caught up on how school was going so far. Will told her about living with the Bingley's and the city. When he dropped her off, he made her promise not to be alone with Alexa, he didn't approve of their friendship. He knew she would most likely be at the party and might get here early.


Lexie woke up not realizing she had fallen asleep but at least her headache was gone. She took a deep breath in feeling at ease and now she wasn't thinking about anything or feeling anything. Dr. Stone invited her for lunch and Lexie asked her about her childhood. She was happy to hear all of the happy memories and stories that she had. Apparently she had a big family with another sister and four brothers, and they were all very close.

Dr. Stone insisted on driving her back to the De Bough's and Lexie could tell that she was worried about her. Lexie tried to speak at her, not wanting her to worry but she didn't want to talk, she didn't care.

"Don't worry about tonight, just stay with your friends and have a good evening. Everything will be ok."

Lexie stared ot the window. "We'll see." She said distantly. "Thank you for the ride and for meeting me on such short notice. I appreciate it. I am sorry I ruined your sister's surprise." She stated.

"We see each other all the time, think nothing of it. Call me if you need to speak to me. I will email you to tell you when you can come in to get your new prescription. And email me about how tonight goes. I want you to think hard about not taking them Lexie. You won't be able to feel this way anymore." She said sadly.

"Ok." She said and gave her a hug. "I am positive I want to do this. I need to." She said giving her a small smile.


Anne was still busy when she got back and she felt exhausted so she sent Anne a message that she would be in her room sleeping. She woke up and she felt a sting of sadness but she was able to push it down. She tried working on her homework, but the clock seemed ticking away and the party was getting closer. Her thoughts were starting to get to her and she was getting nervous. She needed to get these emotions out, but her violin was downstairs in the living room.

As she was walking downstairs, she regretted not bringing her crutches. Her ankle was really sore but she had already made it down here so she decided to play the piano instead. She never got to play at the house. The only thing James made time for was the violin. Rose always complained about the 'noise', that it was too unbearable for her. It's not like I'm a child hitting random notes, I'm a decent player.

A sad tune could be heard on the piano in the hallway and the music only got louder as she got closer to the room. At first she thought it was Mary but then she remembered that she was going to come with Hurst. Peaking in the room before she entered she saw Gina playing. Even from the doorway she could see Gina's sadness, the song said as much. Gina was right, she didn't show much emotion when she played but the song spoke for itself, Lexie could feel it.

She knocked, startling her and when Gina looked up she could see tears running down her cheeks. As she wiped them away Lexie pointed to the corner where her violin was displayed on its stand. Gina gave her a small smile and nodded.

"Do you know Chopin, Nocturne in C Minor?"

Gina nodded and began to play once Lexie made it back to the piano. Somewhere in the middle of the song Lexie stopped playing to listen to Gina play. This song always managed to make her feel hoped it would do the same for Gina. Gina was underestimated her playing, she was so lost in the music she wasn't paying attention to her; she realized that it had been a while and only waited for the opportune moment to continue playing. At the end of the song Lexie went to sit next to her on the bench and wrapped an arm around her.

"You are special, you are important, and you are loved. Thank you for playing with me; you are an amazing pianist." Lexie told her with deep sincerity.

Gina began to cry and Lexie pulled her in for a hug. She rubbed circles on her back, like she had done earlier for her and eventually she calmed down. "I do not deserve your kindness." She sniffled.

People often don't deserve the kindness they receive. Will must have told her something, but I don't know that. She could just have low self-esteem. 'I know how you feel, I don't deserve anything.' She wanted to say.

"Has Anne had time to show you her paintings?" Lexie asked playing with Gina's curls. Gina shook her head no. "Follow me; I am sure she wouldn't mind if I showed you."


Gina gasped in awe as she entered the room ahead of Lexie. That was the usual reaction one had upon entering. There were paintings and drawings covering all four walls from floor to ceiling. It was its own art museum and would take several hours to look at each piece.

"Anne did all of these?" She asked amazed.

"Yes. This is nothing I can assure you. I believe I have about as many, though many are in books and albums; some are hung up in my room. Mary has about a quarter of the room and I believe Hurst has almost as much as I do."

"Mary and Hurst?" She sniffled.

"You shall meet them later." Gina looked worried. "They are great friends to have; Mary is my cousin and our best friend. She is 16 and also plays the piano. Hurst is Stanley Hurst, he is our best friend and like a brother." Lexie said with a smile which faded when Gina sobbed.

"I am sorry, it is just-" she exhaled. "My brother wishes for me to do something he believes is for my own good. But I don't want to do it."

"I see…I wish I could give you advice but I am afraid that I am not close to any of my siblings to comment. Also my siblings are girls so I would still be of no help at all… My friends have never asked me to anything I did not want to. We speak our honest opinions and the decision is ours to make alone. We never judge each other even if things turn out bad; we support each other. I suppose if you ask my opinion it is that: Do what you feel is best, but be weary of your brother's advice. Do not act quickly take your time to think about the matter at hand."

"What if I know he is wrong?"

*"A wise man never knows all, only fools know everything." Lexie said indifferently. "Not that I am calling you a fool-that is to say that-" she paused. "It is a quote…I cannot remember who said it at the moment. They randomly pop into my head. Well I have them written down and I have them memorized-I usually do know who to give credit to-blast I cannot remember but it will probably come to me at a random time." She gave a small laugh. "Anyways as I said you should do what you like, I believe your brother will support your decision. I do not know him at all to know what his reaction may be, but I am sure he loves you and is only concerned to ask something of you that you did not want to do."

"He made it seem as if he knew you." Lexie snapped her head at Gina with her eyes narrowed.

"I can assure you, your brother believes he knows me but as I said only fools know everything." She said with anger in her voice thinking about earlier. She instantly regretted her words. Gina looked angry and was about to leave but Lexie grabbed her arm a bit forcibly out of panic.

"I am sorry, it i-I-I recently told your brother something I have only told four other people, and he discovered something about me that-" She already knows about Dr. Stone. "The reason I need to see Dr. Stone is because I take antidepressants, along with other medications for anxiety. I can only imagine what he said about me and I believe it is nothing I have not yet heard. If you can recall, I had stated that people automatically assume I am crazy or always depressed, but…." she said quickly then shut up. "I-I I have to go, you may stay here if you like Anne will not mind." Lexie rushed out of the room, leaving Gina behind.

She sprinted to Anne's studio and locked the door behind her as she collapsed against it. She was trying to breath and lied down on the floor. Her vision became blurry and she tried not to blink; tears would surly follow. She lied there as her heart calmed down, telling herself to just keep breathing. In and out; deeper and deeper breaths. ***Don't let them in, don't let them see. Conceal don't feel, don't let them know… I don't need no arms around me; and I don't need no drugs to calm me, I have seen the writing on the wall. Don't think I need anything at all. All and all you were all just bricks in the wall… I shed no tears for broken me.

She closed her eyes and buried her feelings, stuffed them down and cleared her mind. What's happening to me? Where is your control? She sat up to look around the room, and made her way to Anne's desk. On the wall was a picture; her favorite picture. Anne, Mary, Hurst and she were all in a big group hug. She was in the middle with Anne at her right, Mary on her left and Hurst was behind them. All of them had smiles on their faces and on the verge of laughter; all of them had a copy of this photo. Everything was forgotten and a smile graced her lips. She walked back to her room and took a long bath.


Anne was sitting on her bed drawing when she entered the room. She looked up at her and smiled; Lexie returned it, but it didn't reach her eyes.

"Have you decided to be a recluse tonight?"

"No, I will be attending; just have to rip the scab off." She chuckled.

"There has been a change to the guest list." Anne said hesitantly.

Lexie did not say anything and started to brush her hair. Anne walked up behind her, took the brush from her hand and started brushing it. Lexie stopped her and pulled Anne in for a tight hug.

"I am sure that we can handle anything. Anyone I know?"

"The Bingley's; Charles, Caroline and Louisiana," Anne said with a bit of anger.

"Seeing as how you invited your friends I see nothing wrong with him inviting his. I am sure Hurst will not dare to speak to Louisiana, not that your mother would ever allow such a thing." Lexie said with an upside down smile.

"You are right of course but I do not wish to speak to Caroline again. She was just as bad as that Collins boy… who will also be attending."

"At least your mother will have someone to actually pay attention to her every word."

Anne laughed and then turned serious. "As you know Jonathan Drake and Hurst are best friends and well…" Anne said hesitantly with a small smile.

"He of course wanted someone to keep him company I am sure." Lexie could not believe her luck. She thought that she wouldn't have to deal with Jonathan so soon. Silence filled the room.

"I see you have met Georgiana, I found her in the painting room. She is very nice; I think we should all get along well."

"Yes, I had actually met her before." She exhaled. "Mrs. Reynolds is apparently Dr. Stone's sister. We went out to let them talk, when we returned Will was there…. He was not happy to see me. I do not know what he has told her but I can assume it is not good. I am positive she would not like to be my friend anymore." Lexie said sounding defeated.

"I am sorry Lexie, but you cannot know that for sure."

"I know, just in case though. There is no use crying over spilt milk, life goes on and such." She said nonchalantly.

"Lexie-"

"Which dress should I wear? I brought one that Rose bought for me and I never got to 'show off' and one I found at a really great price."

Anne exhaled and looked at the dresses, she could tell which one was Lexie's choice and chose it. She told her that a maid would come and do her hair and that she was going to go get ready.

Lexie and Anne quietly sat next to each other in the living room as they waited for their other guests. Mrs. De Bough was speaking about something or other and she was usually able to let her thoughts run wild and pay attention but she couldn't stop thinking about Will, Gina and Johnathan. Luckily Mrs. Reynolds and Gina joined them and they became the victims.

The first guest to arrive was William Collins. Lexie only knew what Anne had told her about him. He was as she described, a chunky fellow with thick rimmed glasses, and horrible greasy hair who seemed to sweat a lot. He hadn't been there five minutes and already Lexie did not like him. He tried to kiss her hand along with Anne's and Gina's and he was looking at their chests the whole time he was speaking to them. He seemed to be cocky, as if it were a pleasure for them to be in his presence, but at the same time he was extremely nervous.


Charlie had somehow convinced him to take his sisters to the party with them and he begrudgingly conceded. Here they were walking to the front door; they were quickly ushered to a living room where a boy, Mrs. Reynolds, Gina, his aunt, Anne and Lexie were already waiting. He looked at Lexie sitting next to Anne with perfect posture, but she never once looked up at them when they entered. She reluctantly stood up to greet them.

Lexie said hello to Louisiana and Caroline indifferently because of the disgusted look they had on their faces. But when Charlie came up to her he had a big smile on his face. Lizzie was right; he was friendly and nice like Jane. She decided she liked him; he gave off a positive energy. She expected Will to be cold to her, so she didn't bother trying to be nice. She greeted him coldly and he appeared shocked but greeted her the same way.

He was taken back, but no one else had noticed their behavior towards each other. As he was sitting listening to his aunt talk and talk, he tried not to look at Alexa. He suggested they eat, hoping to get the party over with and he felt his mood go further south when he was told they were still waiting for more guests. Great now I have to spend my birthday with strangers.

Hurst, Mary, and a man guy he hadn't seen were the last to arrive. Lexie smiled brightly when they walked into the room. She gave Mary and Hurst a big hug and shook Johnathan's hand with a small smile. Making Will get irritated, especially when she somehow ended up sitting next to him. Once everyone was seated, tea was served and Mrs. De Bough began to interrogate the Bingley's. He glanced at Lexie again and saw that she and Johnathan were speaking while his aunt was. A part of him wanted them to get caught.

"How are you feeling? How's your ankle? I noticed you didn't have crutches." Johnathan asked her.

"My ankle is better. I don't really plan on walking around too much." She stated quietly and glanced at Mrs. De Bough.

"Have your headaches gone away?" He asked more quietly.

She paused for a while. "Not completely." She said taking a sip of her tea.

"Do you know what piece you will be playing for the Fall Concert?" He asked after a while.

"It is poor manners to speak while others are speaking. You would think that the two top students in such a prestige and private school would know better that. Especially you Mr. Drake I would think that your grandparents had taught you from a young age how to behave. Soon you will be required to attend important parties. You cannot just do as you please."

Johnathan tensed up and she subconsciously put her hand over his and he relaxed, catching Will's attention.

"You were asking the Bingley's if they played any instruments. Speaking of music I asked Mr. Drake which piece he would be performing for the upcoming concert Mrs. De Bough. But I do apologize; it was rude of me I suppose." Lexie said speaking to her tea cup.

"Actually I believe I am to blame, I asked Ms. Bennet how her ankle and head were since I last saw her. Please forgive me, I apologize." He said with a smile.

"Her head? What is wrong with your head Ms. Bennet?" Mrs. De Bough demanded. Caroline and Louisiana snorted, trying to contain their laughter and everyone but Lexie looked at them, half in horror the other half with anger.

"I am sure you remember that my skull suffered from a linear fracture from my fall last Saturday. It is where the bone breaks in a straight line and takes about three months to heal on its own. I believe I also mentioned that because of the medication I take I am not allowed to take pain relievers. As I have already explained." Lexie said calmly still looking at her cup.

"Yes I was surprised to see that she attended school on Monday let alone at all this past week." Johnathan said turning his hand to hold hers.

"Yes…." Mrs. De Bough said a bit embarrassed. "Well what piece were you thinking of performing Mr. Drake?"

"I am still unsure, I was hoping to do a duet this year if I find a suitable partner that is." He said looking at Lexie in a hinting manor but she was still looking at her cup.

She wanted to run out of the room as soon as Caroline and Louisiana laughed and it was all she could do to keep calm. Everyone knows anyways, so why does it bother me?

"I am sure what ever piece you choose will sound lovely, you are an excellent player. Your parents would be proud of you I am sure. What piece will you perform Ms. Bennet? You know how I enjoy hearing you play every time you come over." Mrs. De Bough said in a flattering tone that surprised half of the room.

"I have narrowed it down to two choices but I am afraid I cannot make up my mind."

"We would be a good audience to test them out on, wouldn't we? Jane speaks highly of your playing." Charlie said nervously.

"Yes play us your choices and we shall help you decide." Mrs. De Bough demanded.

Lexie wished she was at the house right now; no one paid her any attention there. She gave a curt nod and quickly stood, Mary standing with her and she felt at ease instantly. She pulled out sheet music and handed them to her, Mary knew which songs to play. Not wanting to feel constricted she took off her sweater without looking at anyone. Had she looked up she would have seen the majority of the room was staring at her.

Her sweater had been concealing the black and white dress she wore. The top part was strapless, black with a sweetheart neckline that hugged her body. The skirt was white and flared out at her hips, stopping at her knees. It had black beads that were sewn into shapes of flowers all over. Her hair was braided up in a bun and she had on black eyeliner. Anne lent her a black necklace and a hair clip with pearls on it; she looked pretty.

Summer 3rd Movement from Vivaldi's Four Seasons, was her first choice. She forgot about everyone in the room and channeled her emotions as she began to play. Everyone clapped in the end and she announced Handel's Harpsichord Suite #4 in D Minor but that she would be playing a different version. She had heard the song plenty of times and was confidant she could play it with only the piano and herself. She heard the music in her head and began to play. By the end she had a huge smile on her face; they had played it flawlessly.

It became one of the most fun times she had played in front of people and she gave Mary a tight hug and they curtsied. As she made her way back to her seat she looked at Johnathan because he was there, plus she didn't want to look at anyone else. He had a huge smile on his face that she found contagious, but when she glanced at Will it faded; he had a deep scowl on his.

He had been smiling; she was amazing and she looked beautiful when she smiled, but when he saw that she only looked at Johnathan and he at her with wide smiles he got angry.

As she sat down, she felt light headed and fell onto the couch. Johnathan caught her in his arms and held her.

"Are you ok? Fo you need some tea or water?" He asked still holding her.

"Mrs. De Bough if you can please excuse me, I am in need of fresh air." Lexie said holding her head.

"Yes. How about we all join you?" Anne said a little too eagerly looking at Hurst.


Caroline, Louisiana, and Collins declined and stayed with Mrs. De Bough and Mrs. Reynolds. The girls left together in a group and the men followed after. Lexie introduced Mary and Gina to each other and they broke from the group first once they entered the garden. The moon lit up the sky and Hurst snuck Anne away while Will, Charles and Johnathan were speaking. Lexie wandered off alone and sat down at a bench. Will saw her walk off alone; he did not know why but he wanted to follow her. He was about to excuse himself when Johnathan beat him to it. Charlie was already on his phone texting with Jane no doubt. He wasn't sure why he followed them, but he wanted to see what type of relationship they had. He walked close enough to see and hear them, but he was still hidden and he heard Lexie answer the one question Anne told him never to ask.

"Are you feeling well?" Johnathan asked walking up on her.

"I-I honestly do not know." Lexie answered confused.

"I can take you home if you like. I am sure Mrs. De Bough would not mind, seeing how you are unwell. You did fall off a horse after all." He said truly worried.

"No thank you, I am staying here throughout the weekend. I would not wish to go to my house anyways. Besides the accident was a week ago and you would leave Hurst here alone." She said quietly.

He took off his sweater and placed it over her then sat down. She felt awkward, but didn't show it.

"Yes and I believe you and I both know he would not mind, nor would he be left alone. But you have been suffering from headaches all week."

"I am sure it has more to do with the racing of my thoughts than the actual fall itself." They were quiet.

"I am sorry I put you on the spot, you played beautifully as always… I enjoy watching you play."

"Thank you. Do not worry though; I suspected that I would be required to play."

"I believe you should play your second choice. It was an interesting way to play the song." He smiled.

She smiled widely and turned towards him. "Yes, I know. It is from Baroque in Rock by Ji Hae Park. I loved how she turned classical to rock. She is one of my favorite violinists. I love how she overcame her depression with the help of music and she plays with such passion. I love that she uses music to try and reach out to people. Once I heard the album I fell in love, but that song stuck out the most to me. You should see her perform it live. Also you should hear the song with the rest of the instruments I believe you would enjoy it as well. That is of course if you like classical music… as well as you play it. That is to say you are a great cellist-but-that does not mean you have to like classical music." She said speaking quickly.

He laughed and placed a hand on hers. "Do you often ramble?"

She fell quiet and dropped her head. "I am sorry I do not mean to."

"Don't be, I like it. It is better than you not saying anything at all." He lifted her chin up and turned her gaze back towards him, she just followed along.

"One should have something interesting to say in order to speak and I have nothing of interest to say." She said once he stopped touching her face.

"Were you just in the same room with me? I do not know about you, but I do not believe that is true in Mrs. De Bough's case." He smiled at her and she lightly giggled.

"Fair enough one must believe you have something interesting to say then." They both smiled and broke out laughing, his hand still on hers.

"I believe you have plenty of interesting things going through that pretty mind of yours."

She stared at him. Did he just call her pretty? No her mind. *"The inner machinations of my mind are an enigma."

"Patrick Star?" He asked with a small smile.

"Yes," she laughed.

"You are an enigma Alexa." He turned his body to face her more and she stared into his eyes, they showed an emotion she did not know and she did not know what to think or say.

"We should head back inside." Was all that came, she was uncomfortable, she had let her guard down and actually spoken to him. She saw him lean in a little and did not know what to make of it.

"It is time for dinner." Will came out of nowhere. He smiled to himself when Lexie looked relieved and Johnathan looked frustrated but it quickly fell when Johnathan extended his arm to escort her and she accepted it.


They all piled into the dining room and her tried to stay as close to Gina as possible. He wanted to sit next to her, but Mary and Mrs. Reynolds were on opposite sides of her. The only seat available was next to Caroline, who was near his aunt and he slowly made his way to his doom.

"William sit at the other end of the table, Stanley switch seats with Alexa, Jonathan between Caroline and Charles." Mrs. De Bough demanded.

Mrs. De Bough sat at the head of the table, to her right Anne, Hurst, Mary, Gina and Mrs. Reynolds. To her left Collins, Louisiana, Caroline, Johnathan, Charlie, Alexa and himself at the end.

"How are you feeling?"

"I just got dizzy."

"Perhaps you should lie down."

"I am fine." She stated.

It angered him that she wouldn't smile at him the way she did at Johnathan; the way she had at the hospital. He was close yet far away. Why do you care? Weren't you telling Georgie not to be her friend? 'She doesn't see a reason to live. You don't need someone like that in your life.' He glanced up at her, she was just there eating, the smile was gone from her face and he thought back on her performance. Lizzie told him that Lexie moved like a robot; an emotionless machine, but she wasn't emotionless at all. At least not when she played, although she moved fast and robotically she played with such passion. He felt as if he greatly misjudged her, she was laughing and speaking to Johnathan.


The cake was brought out, already cut and placed on a plate with the ice cream. They didn't sing him happy birthday, not that he expected them to and once they finished they headed back to the living room. He saw Johnathan making his way towards her, but he managed to sit next to her on the couch.

"Georgiana play us something." Mrs. De Bough said.

Gina looked like she was about to pass out. "Mary why don't you play a duet with her? I'd like to hear how your styles differ." Lexie said.

Will gave her a grateful smile but she wasn't even looking at him, she was looking at Anne's lap. He looked as well and saw Anne moving her index and middle fingers, Anne was now looking at Lexie's lap and he looked at Lexie again and saw that she was doing the same thing. He watched them for a while, back and forth, they seemed to be playing a game or having a conversation. Suddenly both of them stopped and he looked up at them, both were looking at him and he quickly averted his gaze.

Mrs. Reynolds was the first to retire and gave Will a hug and a kiss goodbye. He saw Charlie chuckle and he glared at him, but Charlie just kept smiling.

"Mother you should go as well, you look a little tired. I remember you telling me that's how you get circles under your eyes."

"Thank you for the party Aunt Catherine." Will told her.

"Enjoy your gift William. Goodnight and thank you for coming." She said and left the room.

"Well if you're retiring I shall leave. Mrs. De Bough. Thank you so much for inviting me to your nephew's party. May I say it was a pleasure to officially meet you Mr. Darcy, your aunt speaks highly of you…" Collins said following Will and Mrs. De Bough into the hallway.

Once they were gone, Lexie made her way to Anne and Hurst. Johnathan who was sitting with Caroline and Louisiana excused himself and followed her along with Mary and Gina. Will came in and saw the Bingley's standing together and he felt as if Anne and her friends were excluding them. They were in a giant circle, there was plenty of room but what threw him off was that Lexie seemed to have all of their attention.

Not liking the fact that she wasn't the center of attention, especially Johnathan's attention, Caroline crept up behind Gina and linked their arms together. She greeted Gina like they were the best of friends and pulled her away from the group. Lexie whispered something to Anne and she and Hurst excused themselves.

Will was watching Caroline talk to Gina as she just stood there and listened, he was about to go save her but he noticed that everyone was looking at him. Anne walked in with a piece of cake that had a lit candle on it. They sang him happy birthday and Gina told him to make a wish. All he could do was smile softly at the gesture when he blew out the candle. Everyone started breaking into small groups and he noticed Lexie leave the room as the radio was being turned on. No one else noticed she left and seeing his chance, he excused himself.


He followed her down a hallway and into a room, he entered the room several steps behind her and he couldn't help but gasp as he entered. The walls were covered with different works of art, from oil paintings to crayon drawings, it looked like her half of the room without the photographs.

"I'm surprised you haven't been in here. It is everyone's favorite room." She stated with her back to him.

"I am shocked to see so many. It looks like your half of the room."

She sat down on an ottoman, with her back to him but didn't say anything.

"I went with Elizabeth to pick up some items when she stayed the night. We took your things to Hurst.

"You play very lovely."

She flinched as if she was going to say something but just nodded.

"Have I done something to upset you?" He asked angry that he was making the effort and getting nowhere.

She had been trying not to speak; she was hoping he would just leave if she was rude and stayed quiet. She was afraid to open up to him again. "I am upset but not with you. I am upset with myself. I should have known you would be like everyone else and assume the worst of me." She said indifferently but her words cut into him. "I could blame my openness on the accident but I believe that would be a lie. I have no idea why I told you anything at all. I suppose I wanted to try and explain myself but it seems like I failed." She said speaking to the wall.

"No. You explained yourself just fine."

"Yes, that is why you warned Gina against me."

"Gina?" He was so use to calling her Georgie, it didn't register.

"Your sister," panic came across his face but she still hadn't turned around. "Do not worry, she didn't say anything. I came upon her earlier and she was upset. I just gathered all of the context clues."

"I am sor-"

"No you are not!" She snapped. I knew it! "Perhaps you are, but I know you were looking out for your sister." She couldn't be angry at that.

"I am truly sorry. I misjudged you." He said quietly.

"You should return. You are missing your own party."

"Will you join me?" He asked hopefully.

"No. My headache has returned and I want to stay here."

"Are your thoughts getting to you again?"

She shot up from her seat. "I didn't think you were the type to eavesdrop but it seems I have misjudged you as well."

She made her way to the door but he blocked her. She looked up at him and saw his beautiful eyes. Her thoughts took her back to last Saturday, she couldn't be mad at him, he was human after all. He is a good guy.

He looked down into her eyes but couldn't see what she was thinking. He felt her place her hand on his arm. "Good night Mr. Darcy. I hope your wish comes true and you enjoy your gift." She gave him a small smile and left.

He felt paralyzed and a tingling sensation where her hand had been. He turned to reach for her or say something but she was gone.

*** Frozen-Let it Go; Pink Floyd-Another Brick in The Wall Part 3; Blonde Redhead-Elephant Woman

I imagine that when Lexie plays, she moves a lot like Ji Hae Park. If you would like to YouTube her, the songs she played at the party are from the TED performance. Also I do not play the violin, but I have always wanted to.