Disclaimer: Yes, I really own all these characters from A Knights Tale.
NOT. Pfft.
A/N: I realized that in the first chapter it made the paragraphs all squish together. When I wrote it in Microsoft Word, it was in nice paragraphs and such. I don't know WHY it formatted that way, and I am sorry that it is somewhat difficult to read! If anyone knows why it did that, I would appreciate knowing!
Chapter 2
Will jumped back slightly after feeling a person bump into his chest. He looked up to see who it was, and a lady stood there, seemingly frozen with shock. "Um, I.I'm sorry, Will. I didn't mean..to..bump into you!" the woman stuttered, backing up a bit. "Sorry? How do you know me?" asked Will curiously, since he didn't recognized her at all. "Will, don't you remember me?" the woman asked, looking concerned now. Will tried to rack his brain, thinking of where he would know the girl. I certainly would have remembered her, He thought, looking at her features. Her just below the shoulder auburn brown hair, flowing gracefully in the night breeze. Her crystal green eyes had specks of sky blue in them, and her tall slim body was covered in a flowing maroon dress, that tied at the bust. No, Will was sure he would remember such a stunning creature. "I'm terribly sorry, I can't seem to place your face." He said apologetically. "..Will? It's me, Brita.remember?" the lady's eyes peered into his, trying to see if he could remember. Suddenly, Will's childhood flashed before his eyes. He saw himself playing with other dirty children, running around in the mud, and laughing. But one particular child stood out. The girl, with auburn brown hair and green eyes. Her name was Brita. Could this be? Will thought, after all these years, am I actually seeing my childhood best friend again? Will stepped cautiously closer to her. "Brita? Brita Sinclair? Is that you?" he asked. The girl's eyes filled with warmth and a smile spread among her lips. "Oh Will! I knew you'd remember!" She ran to him and embraced him, much to Will's surprise, since he was still in shock of meeting her again. He closed his arms around her tightly, and they stood there hugging for a minute. She let go, and raised her head back, smiling. "I can't believe it's really you, Will. I just can't believe it. I've been wondering all these years, where you went, and finally, at the World Championships, you appear. Will, I've missed you so much." Brita said, her eyes brimming with tears. Will smiled. Brita was so beautiful. He remembered now, that she was the only reason he hadn't wanted to leave. He was so angry with his father, for making him leave the only other person who truly cared about him. Even at 10 years old, they seemed to be soul mates. After he had arrived to serve Sir Ector, his memory of Brita was pushed to the back of his mind. He didn't want to bring it to the front, afraid that it would make him home sick. Brita and Will walked and talked for at least one hour, reminiscing on old times, and laughing. They held hands most of the way, rekindling their longtime friendship. Suddenly, Brita stopped dead in her tracks. "Oh no!" She gasped, remembering where she was supposed to be. "Oh no! I was supposed to have gotten to the pub a long time ago! My father will be furious!" She groaned, looking up at Will. That made Will remember where he had been heading also. Jocelyn was probably in a fit of worry, wondering where he was. "I should be going to." he replied, a look of sad regret on his face. Will didn't want to leave now. He felt that Brita and himself were just beginning to bond again, and he didn't want to leave. Brita looked down. She cursed silently at herself for falling in love with Will again. If he were just a nice man that I was friends with, this goodbye wouldn't be so painful. She looked up into Will's beautiful eyes, and said softly, "Goodbye, Will. Can we see each other again, before you leave?" Will's heart melted, and he nodded slightly. He leaned forward, and gave her a soft kiss goodbye on her forehead. She smiled, and he turned away, afraid she would see his pained expression. Brita sighed, and began to walk toward the direction of the pub. Both of them walked slowly, both thinking about the other, and both, wishing it didn't have to be this way.
A/N: So, this chapter is a bit shorter, I think, but its not finished yet! ( Please R&R! There are surprises to come!
A/N: I realized that in the first chapter it made the paragraphs all squish together. When I wrote it in Microsoft Word, it was in nice paragraphs and such. I don't know WHY it formatted that way, and I am sorry that it is somewhat difficult to read! If anyone knows why it did that, I would appreciate knowing!
Chapter 2
Will jumped back slightly after feeling a person bump into his chest. He looked up to see who it was, and a lady stood there, seemingly frozen with shock. "Um, I.I'm sorry, Will. I didn't mean..to..bump into you!" the woman stuttered, backing up a bit. "Sorry? How do you know me?" asked Will curiously, since he didn't recognized her at all. "Will, don't you remember me?" the woman asked, looking concerned now. Will tried to rack his brain, thinking of where he would know the girl. I certainly would have remembered her, He thought, looking at her features. Her just below the shoulder auburn brown hair, flowing gracefully in the night breeze. Her crystal green eyes had specks of sky blue in them, and her tall slim body was covered in a flowing maroon dress, that tied at the bust. No, Will was sure he would remember such a stunning creature. "I'm terribly sorry, I can't seem to place your face." He said apologetically. "..Will? It's me, Brita.remember?" the lady's eyes peered into his, trying to see if he could remember. Suddenly, Will's childhood flashed before his eyes. He saw himself playing with other dirty children, running around in the mud, and laughing. But one particular child stood out. The girl, with auburn brown hair and green eyes. Her name was Brita. Could this be? Will thought, after all these years, am I actually seeing my childhood best friend again? Will stepped cautiously closer to her. "Brita? Brita Sinclair? Is that you?" he asked. The girl's eyes filled with warmth and a smile spread among her lips. "Oh Will! I knew you'd remember!" She ran to him and embraced him, much to Will's surprise, since he was still in shock of meeting her again. He closed his arms around her tightly, and they stood there hugging for a minute. She let go, and raised her head back, smiling. "I can't believe it's really you, Will. I just can't believe it. I've been wondering all these years, where you went, and finally, at the World Championships, you appear. Will, I've missed you so much." Brita said, her eyes brimming with tears. Will smiled. Brita was so beautiful. He remembered now, that she was the only reason he hadn't wanted to leave. He was so angry with his father, for making him leave the only other person who truly cared about him. Even at 10 years old, they seemed to be soul mates. After he had arrived to serve Sir Ector, his memory of Brita was pushed to the back of his mind. He didn't want to bring it to the front, afraid that it would make him home sick. Brita and Will walked and talked for at least one hour, reminiscing on old times, and laughing. They held hands most of the way, rekindling their longtime friendship. Suddenly, Brita stopped dead in her tracks. "Oh no!" She gasped, remembering where she was supposed to be. "Oh no! I was supposed to have gotten to the pub a long time ago! My father will be furious!" She groaned, looking up at Will. That made Will remember where he had been heading also. Jocelyn was probably in a fit of worry, wondering where he was. "I should be going to." he replied, a look of sad regret on his face. Will didn't want to leave now. He felt that Brita and himself were just beginning to bond again, and he didn't want to leave. Brita looked down. She cursed silently at herself for falling in love with Will again. If he were just a nice man that I was friends with, this goodbye wouldn't be so painful. She looked up into Will's beautiful eyes, and said softly, "Goodbye, Will. Can we see each other again, before you leave?" Will's heart melted, and he nodded slightly. He leaned forward, and gave her a soft kiss goodbye on her forehead. She smiled, and he turned away, afraid she would see his pained expression. Brita sighed, and began to walk toward the direction of the pub. Both of them walked slowly, both thinking about the other, and both, wishing it didn't have to be this way.
A/N: So, this chapter is a bit shorter, I think, but its not finished yet! ( Please R&R! There are surprises to come!