AN: Hi everyone, I love this ch., b/c I finally get to surprise you!
Hahaha! Anyway, have fun and don't forget to R&R! (I hope you're having
half as much fun reading as I am writing, seriously)
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"So, Michele, you got an escort for the wedding?" Amara smiled widely, just knowing the answer was going to be 'you silly,' but it wasn't.
"Uh hu," I answered not looking up from what I was doing.
"Who is it," she asked, easing toward me.
"Umm, his name is," I thought for a second.
{What? HIS name?}
"Oh, yeah, his name is Treize."
She froze. "What?!? I am ALWAYS your date! What happened to that?"
"Amara, got a problem with me dating?"
"No," she lied, "but, who am I gonna go with now? I ASSUMED we were going together, so I didn't plan otherwise."
"Sorry," I said, slightly laughing at how POed she was at me, "you could get any guy that you wanted if you tried."
"Guy? No, Michele, you've gone crazy! First, I don't date. Secondly, I don't wear dresses, my sister's wedding or no."
"Ok, then go with SN," I said still laughing. But, suddenly, I realized what I'd said and threw my hand over my mouth, eyes bulging.
"What?"
"No, don't, I mean, you can if you want to, but I don't really think it's a good idea."
"Why not? You don't need me, so why should you care?"
"I just don't trust SN!"
"But you suggested her"
"Not intentionally. I mean, I was thinking about her, and that's probably why I said that!"
"Why were you thinking about her?"
"About how I wish she hadn't come back, and I wish that she had never met you, even more so."
"Why?"
"Because I don't want you to get mixed up with her"
"You sound like our mother," she laughed.
"Amara, I care about you a lot, that's why." I was dead serious. That girl gave me bad vibes.
"Michele, you don't know what you're talking about. SN has ALWAYS been a friend of mine, and she always will be. It's a fact of life, and I think you should get used to it. There's no use getting jealous."
"I AM NOT JEALOUS!!!" I was raving by then, but the truth was, I was extremely jealous.
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Amara and I still went as planned, separately. We both left the house, she in her car and I walking to Treize's house. He drove me, in all my fluff, to the wedding and Amara, in her beautiful tux, drove SN, wearing a dress I disliked. The wedding was no different than any other wedding I'd even been too. Except, there were twenty bride's maids and six flower girls, while there was on a best man, one grooms man, and a ring bearer. My sister was definitely more fond of female children.
After the wedding, there was a ceremony where MPS was crowned queen and Endymion was crowed king. MPS changed her name to QSM which stood for Queen Serenity Moon, and Endymion changed his from PD Prince Darien to KE King Endymion. I found the whole ceremony rather boring, but at the end Amara and I had to stand up and take our part as the 'other' heirs. The only thing we got to do was place the crowns on their heads! I don't get what's so important about blood-relatives placing a crown on your head, but if it makes them happy, I'll do it. After all of it was over there was a big party with lots of dancing.
I danced with Treize and Amara with SN, but neither one of us really enjoyed ourselves. Or, maybe she did, but if she did, she wasn't showing it. Also, I know I didn't! Then, the music changed from a slow love song, to a waltz. I looked at Amara, from across the dance floor, and she looked back at me. We started to walk toward each other and met in the middle of the dance floor. {1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3} I counted over and over in my head, to make sure I got the steps right. Everyone stopped dancing and just stared at us. "They move so gracefully," I heard someone whisper, and I couldn't help but smile.
"You know, Amara, I've missed this," I said, wishing the song would never end.
"Missed what? Dancing?"
"Everything. We used to be the talk of every ball."
"Do you want that?"
"I loved that."
"Would you want to live that way again though, under lock and key? With the public watching your every move?"
The song stopped and I bowed my head as I took a step backward, "No."
"That's what I thought"
I turned and walked back to my date.
"Wow, that was amazing," he commented.
"Yeah, thanks"
"Something wrong?"
"No, just family, " I looked back at Amara, who was paying no attention to me, again, "problems."
"Ok," he shrugged.
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AN: OK, so, wasn't that fun? Yeah, my mystery man is Treize! Pretty sick, huh? Imagine, you waited for that, haha! Well, she won't be with him for long, don't worry. Don't forget to R&R! Thanks for reading!
"So, Michele, you got an escort for the wedding?" Amara smiled widely, just knowing the answer was going to be 'you silly,' but it wasn't.
"Uh hu," I answered not looking up from what I was doing.
"Who is it," she asked, easing toward me.
"Umm, his name is," I thought for a second.
{What? HIS name?}
"Oh, yeah, his name is Treize."
She froze. "What?!? I am ALWAYS your date! What happened to that?"
"Amara, got a problem with me dating?"
"No," she lied, "but, who am I gonna go with now? I ASSUMED we were going together, so I didn't plan otherwise."
"Sorry," I said, slightly laughing at how POed she was at me, "you could get any guy that you wanted if you tried."
"Guy? No, Michele, you've gone crazy! First, I don't date. Secondly, I don't wear dresses, my sister's wedding or no."
"Ok, then go with SN," I said still laughing. But, suddenly, I realized what I'd said and threw my hand over my mouth, eyes bulging.
"What?"
"No, don't, I mean, you can if you want to, but I don't really think it's a good idea."
"Why not? You don't need me, so why should you care?"
"I just don't trust SN!"
"But you suggested her"
"Not intentionally. I mean, I was thinking about her, and that's probably why I said that!"
"Why were you thinking about her?"
"About how I wish she hadn't come back, and I wish that she had never met you, even more so."
"Why?"
"Because I don't want you to get mixed up with her"
"You sound like our mother," she laughed.
"Amara, I care about you a lot, that's why." I was dead serious. That girl gave me bad vibes.
"Michele, you don't know what you're talking about. SN has ALWAYS been a friend of mine, and she always will be. It's a fact of life, and I think you should get used to it. There's no use getting jealous."
"I AM NOT JEALOUS!!!" I was raving by then, but the truth was, I was extremely jealous.
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Amara and I still went as planned, separately. We both left the house, she in her car and I walking to Treize's house. He drove me, in all my fluff, to the wedding and Amara, in her beautiful tux, drove SN, wearing a dress I disliked. The wedding was no different than any other wedding I'd even been too. Except, there were twenty bride's maids and six flower girls, while there was on a best man, one grooms man, and a ring bearer. My sister was definitely more fond of female children.
After the wedding, there was a ceremony where MPS was crowned queen and Endymion was crowed king. MPS changed her name to QSM which stood for Queen Serenity Moon, and Endymion changed his from PD Prince Darien to KE King Endymion. I found the whole ceremony rather boring, but at the end Amara and I had to stand up and take our part as the 'other' heirs. The only thing we got to do was place the crowns on their heads! I don't get what's so important about blood-relatives placing a crown on your head, but if it makes them happy, I'll do it. After all of it was over there was a big party with lots of dancing.
I danced with Treize and Amara with SN, but neither one of us really enjoyed ourselves. Or, maybe she did, but if she did, she wasn't showing it. Also, I know I didn't! Then, the music changed from a slow love song, to a waltz. I looked at Amara, from across the dance floor, and she looked back at me. We started to walk toward each other and met in the middle of the dance floor. {1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3} I counted over and over in my head, to make sure I got the steps right. Everyone stopped dancing and just stared at us. "They move so gracefully," I heard someone whisper, and I couldn't help but smile.
"You know, Amara, I've missed this," I said, wishing the song would never end.
"Missed what? Dancing?"
"Everything. We used to be the talk of every ball."
"Do you want that?"
"I loved that."
"Would you want to live that way again though, under lock and key? With the public watching your every move?"
The song stopped and I bowed my head as I took a step backward, "No."
"That's what I thought"
I turned and walked back to my date.
"Wow, that was amazing," he commented.
"Yeah, thanks"
"Something wrong?"
"No, just family, " I looked back at Amara, who was paying no attention to me, again, "problems."
"Ok," he shrugged.
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AN: OK, so, wasn't that fun? Yeah, my mystery man is Treize! Pretty sick, huh? Imagine, you waited for that, haha! Well, she won't be with him for long, don't worry. Don't forget to R&R! Thanks for reading!