Chapter 1
It was for my 16th birthday. My two best friends, Elizabeth and Kristina, and I were going to England. Witch was my, Alexis Myers, orginal birthplace. At the time I was liveing in New York, New York in a 2 bedroom studio apartment with my adoptive mother Lisa Myers.
I had never met my real mom befor, all that I had of her was a necklace, it had the English coat of arms on the front, and on the back were the letters ALEA on the back. I had no idea what they ment. They must have been important to my mother, or she wouldn't of givein the necklace to me. I am always wearing it, I don't think I have ever taken it off befor. Even though I know nothing about her, it makes me feel connected to my mom. Like she is still thinking about me.
Anyways, a few days befor our trip, me and my longtime best friend and neighbor Lizzie, were sitting in our kitchenette, eating cereal. The T.V. was blareing in the background, you would think me and Liz were deaph, but it's hard to hear over the crounching of our froot loops. The news was on. This was all I picked up; "In England, the royal family Is haveing a day of memory for their long lost Princess Alexandria Luise Elizabeth Abernathie. Today would be the missing princesses 16th birthday-" The reporter was cut short when the t.v. was switced off. We jumped and turned around. My mom was standing behind us holding the remote with her left hand, and a basket of laundry in the other.
"Mom, we were watching that.." I whined,
"How were you watching it? Both your backs are to the T.V." she pointed out.
"Thats not the point, we were listening to it!"
"Besided, I don't want you two watching.. listening to that stuff, its all junk that the press makes up to gain veiwers." She pushed the pale green basket into my hands, "Here are the rest of your clothes, get them folded, and I don't want to see any of them on the floor! Am I clear?" I nodded. "Good! Now, I have to get to a meeting, but i'll be home for dinner! Have a good day, and get some chores done!" She leaned in and kissed me on the head.
"Bye." I sighed, I'd hoped I would be able to spend the last couple days with my mom befor I left for 2 weeks.
"2 days Alex!" Lizzie squealed. "I can't belive your mom finaly caved, and said you can go!" It was origanaly Liz and Kris's idea, both their parents thought that it was a great idea, thinking that it would boarden our horizon.. But my mom didn't like the thought of letting us go a broud with out perent supervision.
"Their 16 now, their old enough to drive.. and francly I think that they are old enough to do this. It'll be a great learning experince for them." Janis, Elizabeths mom rationalized.
"Yes, but her real mom lives there.. I don't want her to go find her and then I would lose my little girl." Lisa sipped her coffee.
"Lisa.. she's grown, she's not your little girl anymore, you have to let her go." She pasued. Lisa sighed, "At least think about it."
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"Bye hunny! Be careful, have fun, and please don't go looking for your mom! I don't want to lose you!" Lisa said kissing and hugging me goodbye again, there was a tear in her eye.
For about a month befor I left, she lectured me about how this trip was for fun, not to go off looking for my biological mother. I would just nod and roll my eyes at her. Yes, I would like to know my real mother, but then I think.. well she must not have wanted me, considering she gave me up. So I reasured Lisa many time.
'Don't worry mom, we'll be fine, I'll call as soon as we get in! I love you!" I reasured her, she said she loved me back and hugged me once more. I looked over to see if Kris and Lizzie were done goodbyeing with their parents. A lady's voice cameover the loud speaker,
"This is the last call for all passangers for flight 577 non-stop to England." I looked over to the people walking one by one into the hall leading to the plain.
We finaly departed from our parents and took our seats on the luxuiours plain. I don't like flieing too much, so i blucked my belt tight and took in a deep breath.
"I can't belive we're finlay doing this! I can't wait to get there and see everything." Kris exclaimed with a grin that almost streched from ear to ear.
"Your just hopeing to see Prince William!" I teased. I looked away from my window seat into her sparkling green eyes. When I saw the look of excitement in them, I felt a wave of happieness come over me. Here I was sitting with 2 of the most important people in my life, It was my birthday, and there was nothing more I could ask for.
"You shouldn't talk Alex, you just want to see Prince Henry" Kris shot back. Ok maybe there was one more thing I wanted.
"I can't wait to go to the Buckingham Palace! I have been dreaming about going there forever." Lisa had actuly told me that I was not allowed to go to the palace. She told me that is was all a fake, "a scheme that the press cooked up to atract tourists.." she droaned on.. "There are many other historical places you can go," She had a stern look on her face.
Of course I allowed all that to go in one ear and out the other.. and we secretly planed on going! There was no way that I could pass it up. Princess Diana and Queen Isabelle were like me idols. Diana was so beautiful, and had so much love that she shared with others less fourtunate then her. And then there was Isabelle. She was the youngest woman to be coranated into the Monarchy. Her father died when she was 18, and she had to take over. She grew up quickly. Got married when she was 20 to Prince Weston of Whales. She had a daughter, Alexandria when she was 22, who was kidnapped by her nurse when she was only 1 years old. Both the Queen and Prince took it hard, Weston became ill, and died 4 months later. She has had a hard life, yet she had managed to run her country succesfully. If I grew up to be half the women she is, then I would be incredibly lucky.
The same flight attendent that anounced that the flight was being boreded, came on the loud speaker again. She told us where to exits were, and what to do incase of an emerigency. Finaly after what seemed like and eternity, she anounced that the first movie Atlantis, would be starting.
10 drinks, 4 bathroom breaks, 2 movies and hours of endless conversations, later, they were landing at Heathrow airport in London. There was no one waiting for us, to greet us and tell us how much they missed us.I looked around at all the happy people. It kinda made start to miss my mom. I glanced over at Kris, she seemed to have the same look in her eyes. I sighed, and thought. "Hey, think about it, your in England with your two best friends, your 16, and NO parents.." I giggled to myself, and shook the feeling away. We just walked onto the terminal, got our bags and cought a cab to the Savory Hotel, located next to the Victoria Embankment Gardens.
When we pulled up to the old fashin hotel, all of our mouths droped open in amazement. It was beautiful, the exterior was coverd in Ivy, there were a few bare spots where you could see the old coble stone showing through. The door man helped us with our bags, and proceded in helping us get them to our rooms. We only got one room, to save money, we were all very close, so shareing beds and such was no problome with us. It was 9:00pm in London so that ment it was only 4:00pm back home. We weren't too tired so we decied to go out for a late lunch.. Or dinner in London time.
"Ok where should we go?" Lizzie asked putting the last of her clothes in the dresser. Then shuting it.
"Well, I don't know, what sounds good?" Kris began to open her mouth, but I interupted, "No Kris, we're not going to McDonalds.." Again he mouth opend to talk, "And no its no diffrent from the U.S." Kris frowned.
"How'd you know that was what I was going to say?" she protested,
"Because I know you far too well!" She knew I was right though, she had some weird obession with their fries or something. But we finaly decided on a small cafe that was down the street from the hotel. The weather outsidee looked chilly, so we changed into more seasonal outfits. I wore my faveorite overalls, with a pink-quarter-length-sleeve shirt, complete with my pink and white Vans shoes to match, and put my curled light brown hair up in a half pony tail, the small amount of hair that I left down, fell neatly into large ringlets. My hair isn't natrualy curly, but I often curled it to give it texture and spunk.
I looked over at my friends, Lizzie, a medium hight classic american blond hair blue eyed girl, stood infront of the full length mirror examining her outfit, she wore nice tight black pants, with a bably blue tee that laced up the front, she wore high heel boots to ad about 2 inches onto her hight. I guess she liked the outfit, since she looked away from it began fiddeling with her hair. It was down and cut to the shape of her face, she ran her fingers through it many times re-postioning it until she was satisfied. I grinned at the sight,
"You look beautiful Liz! Now get away from the mirror!" I raised my voice sarcasticly. She turned around and stuck her toung out. Kris then moved in and pushed her out of the way. She too examenid herself.
"What do you think?" I looked her over, she was in tight low rise blue jeans, and a white tummy shirt, showing her belly button. I glanced at it, and I remebered back to the begginging of freshmen year, we were all sleeping over at Lizzie's house, we all decided to peirce their belly buttons together. We got through Kris's and mines, and had to stop because Liz had practicly passed out from the sight of our blood. But we finaly conviced her to do it 2 months later, so it could be like friendship peirceings.
Back to what I was saying, she was wearing jeans and a white tummy shirt, and white flip flop thong shoes. Her hair was just pulled back into a messy bun, with two strands extending from her forehead.
"You look great too, Kris, now can we go! I'm starveing!" I exclaimed, listening to my stomach growl. "Who are we trying to impress, the only people that will be there are old people, ok, lets go!"
"How do you know?" Liz cracked back with a know it all smirk.
"Well think about it, it's 9:00 on a wednesday afternoon, all the people our age are eaither sleeping, or out doing something more interesting then going to a coffee shop." I know that it wasn't the best explination, but hell it shut her up.
I finaly got them away from the mirror and outside. The night air was cold, and reddened our noses. The wind blew in the oppisite direction that we were walking, makeing it hard to see. We hurried along the empty street, and slipped into the cafe all shivering.
I was right. There wasn't anyone of importance there, just a few men and women sitting around the fire sipping their coffee, and reading a book. The smell of muffins and coffee beans filled the warm air, this only made my stomach growl louder. We placed out jackets on a table near the front window that over looked the gardens. Walked up to the counter, where a woman about in her 30's stood. Her brown hair had a reddish tint from the light of the blazeing fire.
"May I help you?" She asked in a strong brittish accent. It was hard to make out what she said, but I assumed she wanted to know what we wanted.
"I'll take a carmel mocha, and a blueberry muffin, please." I asked politley, the women jotted down my order, and then looked at Liz awaiting her to speak.
"Um, I'll take a white choclate mocha and a blueberry muffin too," and she looked over to Kris, who was stareing intently at the chalkbord above to womans head.
"And for you?" The women sounded tired, but was trieing her best to keep her paitences. She watched Kristina study the bored with squinted eyes, and began to lightly tap the pad of paper with her blue ball point pen.
"I'll take a large hot choclate and a rasberry scone." She finaly anounced. The women rang up our orders, and we paid her. She got our orders done quickly, and we then gatherd at our table conversing about our plans for tommorow's adventure.
Awhile later, the sound of a bell rung, meaning someone was entering, we all looked up from our drinks, noticeing a boy around our age, was the one who walked in. He was wearing dark sunglasses, and was acompanied by two farley large men. I watched him closely, he looked very fimilar, but I couldn't figure it out. Lizzie opened her mouth to talk.
"Is that... No It couldn't be.." She whisperd, I leaned in closer to whisper back, but the whole time, my eyes never left the mysterious guy.
"Who, who do you think it is?" I wonderd, trieing my hardest to put a name with the gorgeous face.
"I was thinking Prince Henry, But couldn't be... could it?" ding ding ding! That was it, it had to be him why else would he be wearing dark sunglasses, and have two large guys with him, they were obveoulsy his body gaurds.
"It is! Thats him!" I tried not to talk to loudly. I took in a deep breath, wow, he's hotter in person then he is in pictures, was all that was going through my head.
"Go up there Alex!" Kristina blurted out, I broke my stare away from him to look at her, was she crazy, I couldn't go up and talk to him, what would I say, would I even be able to talk.
"Yea right, I wouldn't be able to get words out, I would just stand there with my mouth hung open like an idiot!"
"You don't have to talk to him, just walk past him, and make sure he notices you! Andif he likes what he see's then he'll make a move!" Liz explained. It sounded like a good plan to me, but could I go through with it? I had to, this was a chance of a life time! I stood up and tried to fix my hair,
"How do I look?" I asked nervously.
"Stunning!" said Kris, "Now get your chicken butt over there befor he leaves!" Ok, I was doing it, I was going to work my magic on Prince Henry, what magic? What am I talking about, What if he didn't like what he saw. I was trembling, but I was trying to act as normal as possible. I crossed the large room, and was headed twoards a shelf on the oppisite wall. I would pretend to be looking at the books that stood apon the dusty old shelf.
I walked past, my eyes were focused on the wall infront of me, I graciously looked up at him, he pushed his sunglasses down to look, our eyes met. I was in heaven for those few short seconds, I smiled, and he smiled back. Then it happend... he opend his mouth, but not to say hi, but to tell me to watch out since there was a chair right in front of me. It was too late. I hit the chair and went down. I was so embarresd tears were almost streaming down my cheek. The next thing I remember, was him walking over and helping me up, I noticed he was politely holding back laughter.
I got to my feet, and tried to shrug it off. I looked over to the table there Liz and Kris sat, they weren't trieing as hard to keep from laughing.
"Are you alight?" his voice was even more sexy then I had imagined, this time he took his glasses completely off.
"Yea, I think so, I think I must still hav jet lag.." thats it lie to the Prince of England. But what was I gonna say, "Yea, sorry, I was too busy stareing at you to notice this dumb chair here.." Yea right, and by the way, who puts chairs in the middle of the floor anyways?
He smiled, and spoke again, "You just get in I take it?" his accent wasn't nearly as strong as the woman who took their order. I nodded yes to the question,
"From where?" He continued, I glanced again back to my friends, they stoped lauging, and were watching intently as we tried to start a conversation. I looked back, he was waiting for an answer. Where was I from? My whole mind was a blank, I shook my head, as if comeing back from a trance.
"New York." I finaly said, feeling very dumb havieng takeing so long to answer.
"Nice place, beautiful in the summer." Henry smiled. "My names Henry by the way." he introduced himself, as if I didn't know.
"I'm Alex." Surpriseingly I was able to remeber my name, then from behind us, one of the large men that came in with Henry spoke up,
"Ah hem.." He pretended to cough, "Henry... we should be going?" he urged. Henry looked back acknowlageing him, and then nodded his head.
"Well, it was a pleasure meeting you Alex," He took my hand and kissed it, I bit my lip trieing my hardest not to squeal, "And I hope to see you again!"
"Yea, me too!" I said sweetly. Wow, did that just happen? I watched him turn around and walk out of the building. I let out a big sigh, as if I were holdinig my breath the whole time. I then rushed over to my girls and told them everything.
* * *
The next morning, wakeing up around ten, I litterly crawled out of bed. I didn't get much sleep, I was up thinking about those 5 fabulus minutes, I kept replaying it over and over again. Kris and Lizzie were already up and getting dressed.
"Goodmorning hun, how'd ya sleep?" Kristina asked brushing out her long blonde hair. I didn't say anything, I just groaned, I had a confused and sad look on my face. Kris noticed it when she looked at me through the mirror.
"What the matter sweetie?" She turned around placeing her brush on the counter behind her. Lizzie walked out of the bathroom drying her hair with a towle.
"I just met the guy that I have had the biggest crush on for way long, and like the ditz that I am, I tripped and fell flat on my face. And I'll never see him agian, so in his memory i'll only be some american that can't walk." I said in a depressing manner.
"Ah, hunny, don't think about it like that!" Lizzie said trieing to comfurt me, "He didn't think of you as just some american person who can't walk, well even though thats kinda what you are.." Shes not too good with pep talks, and at that my frown got bigger.
"Liz! Thats not true!" Kris said hitting her with the back of her hand, "Come here!" She continued, pulling me twoards her, and then putting her arms around me, "He thought you were a pretty girl, who accedently tripped over a chair and fell on her butt, not her face." Kris comferted, kissing the top of my head.
"Thats what I ment to say..." Elizabeth came over and put her amrs around me too. They broke away from me, and I sighed,
"Ya realy thing so?" I asked running my fingers through my hair.
"Yes, of course. Alex, if he thought you were some weird ditz, he wouldn't of came over to help you up, make a converstation with you, and then even kiss your hand." Kris reasured me.
"And, he said "I hope to see you again," That tottaly means that he wants to see you again, and he will make the effort to see you again!" Lizzie said, useing her keen guy translateing skills.
They always know how to cheer me up, "Thank you, you guys! What would I do with out you?" I said pulling them twords me this time, and hugging their heads. They then wrapped their amrs around each other, resulting in a large bear hug.
After all the mushyness was over, we got dressed, in jeans and tee shirts. I let my hair lay strait, and had it in a half pony tail, Liz had hers in pig tial briads, and Kris had hers just down, with her sunglasses holding it out of her face.
"Are we ready?" Lizzie asked, as we gatherd up our coats and purses.
"Yup, I think so," I said, opening the door, locking it, and then extending my arm out, signaling them to go outside. They looked over the room once befor decideding they had everything, and then filed out the door. Then I shut it, and we were on our way.
It was for my 16th birthday. My two best friends, Elizabeth and Kristina, and I were going to England. Witch was my, Alexis Myers, orginal birthplace. At the time I was liveing in New York, New York in a 2 bedroom studio apartment with my adoptive mother Lisa Myers.
I had never met my real mom befor, all that I had of her was a necklace, it had the English coat of arms on the front, and on the back were the letters ALEA on the back. I had no idea what they ment. They must have been important to my mother, or she wouldn't of givein the necklace to me. I am always wearing it, I don't think I have ever taken it off befor. Even though I know nothing about her, it makes me feel connected to my mom. Like she is still thinking about me.
Anyways, a few days befor our trip, me and my longtime best friend and neighbor Lizzie, were sitting in our kitchenette, eating cereal. The T.V. was blareing in the background, you would think me and Liz were deaph, but it's hard to hear over the crounching of our froot loops. The news was on. This was all I picked up; "In England, the royal family Is haveing a day of memory for their long lost Princess Alexandria Luise Elizabeth Abernathie. Today would be the missing princesses 16th birthday-" The reporter was cut short when the t.v. was switced off. We jumped and turned around. My mom was standing behind us holding the remote with her left hand, and a basket of laundry in the other.
"Mom, we were watching that.." I whined,
"How were you watching it? Both your backs are to the T.V." she pointed out.
"Thats not the point, we were listening to it!"
"Besided, I don't want you two watching.. listening to that stuff, its all junk that the press makes up to gain veiwers." She pushed the pale green basket into my hands, "Here are the rest of your clothes, get them folded, and I don't want to see any of them on the floor! Am I clear?" I nodded. "Good! Now, I have to get to a meeting, but i'll be home for dinner! Have a good day, and get some chores done!" She leaned in and kissed me on the head.
"Bye." I sighed, I'd hoped I would be able to spend the last couple days with my mom befor I left for 2 weeks.
"2 days Alex!" Lizzie squealed. "I can't belive your mom finaly caved, and said you can go!" It was origanaly Liz and Kris's idea, both their parents thought that it was a great idea, thinking that it would boarden our horizon.. But my mom didn't like the thought of letting us go a broud with out perent supervision.
"Their 16 now, their old enough to drive.. and francly I think that they are old enough to do this. It'll be a great learning experince for them." Janis, Elizabeths mom rationalized.
"Yes, but her real mom lives there.. I don't want her to go find her and then I would lose my little girl." Lisa sipped her coffee.
"Lisa.. she's grown, she's not your little girl anymore, you have to let her go." She pasued. Lisa sighed, "At least think about it."
* * *
"Bye hunny! Be careful, have fun, and please don't go looking for your mom! I don't want to lose you!" Lisa said kissing and hugging me goodbye again, there was a tear in her eye.
For about a month befor I left, she lectured me about how this trip was for fun, not to go off looking for my biological mother. I would just nod and roll my eyes at her. Yes, I would like to know my real mother, but then I think.. well she must not have wanted me, considering she gave me up. So I reasured Lisa many time.
'Don't worry mom, we'll be fine, I'll call as soon as we get in! I love you!" I reasured her, she said she loved me back and hugged me once more. I looked over to see if Kris and Lizzie were done goodbyeing with their parents. A lady's voice cameover the loud speaker,
"This is the last call for all passangers for flight 577 non-stop to England." I looked over to the people walking one by one into the hall leading to the plain.
We finaly departed from our parents and took our seats on the luxuiours plain. I don't like flieing too much, so i blucked my belt tight and took in a deep breath.
"I can't belive we're finlay doing this! I can't wait to get there and see everything." Kris exclaimed with a grin that almost streched from ear to ear.
"Your just hopeing to see Prince William!" I teased. I looked away from my window seat into her sparkling green eyes. When I saw the look of excitement in them, I felt a wave of happieness come over me. Here I was sitting with 2 of the most important people in my life, It was my birthday, and there was nothing more I could ask for.
"You shouldn't talk Alex, you just want to see Prince Henry" Kris shot back. Ok maybe there was one more thing I wanted.
"I can't wait to go to the Buckingham Palace! I have been dreaming about going there forever." Lisa had actuly told me that I was not allowed to go to the palace. She told me that is was all a fake, "a scheme that the press cooked up to atract tourists.." she droaned on.. "There are many other historical places you can go," She had a stern look on her face.
Of course I allowed all that to go in one ear and out the other.. and we secretly planed on going! There was no way that I could pass it up. Princess Diana and Queen Isabelle were like me idols. Diana was so beautiful, and had so much love that she shared with others less fourtunate then her. And then there was Isabelle. She was the youngest woman to be coranated into the Monarchy. Her father died when she was 18, and she had to take over. She grew up quickly. Got married when she was 20 to Prince Weston of Whales. She had a daughter, Alexandria when she was 22, who was kidnapped by her nurse when she was only 1 years old. Both the Queen and Prince took it hard, Weston became ill, and died 4 months later. She has had a hard life, yet she had managed to run her country succesfully. If I grew up to be half the women she is, then I would be incredibly lucky.
The same flight attendent that anounced that the flight was being boreded, came on the loud speaker again. She told us where to exits were, and what to do incase of an emerigency. Finaly after what seemed like and eternity, she anounced that the first movie Atlantis, would be starting.
10 drinks, 4 bathroom breaks, 2 movies and hours of endless conversations, later, they were landing at Heathrow airport in London. There was no one waiting for us, to greet us and tell us how much they missed us.I looked around at all the happy people. It kinda made start to miss my mom. I glanced over at Kris, she seemed to have the same look in her eyes. I sighed, and thought. "Hey, think about it, your in England with your two best friends, your 16, and NO parents.." I giggled to myself, and shook the feeling away. We just walked onto the terminal, got our bags and cought a cab to the Savory Hotel, located next to the Victoria Embankment Gardens.
When we pulled up to the old fashin hotel, all of our mouths droped open in amazement. It was beautiful, the exterior was coverd in Ivy, there were a few bare spots where you could see the old coble stone showing through. The door man helped us with our bags, and proceded in helping us get them to our rooms. We only got one room, to save money, we were all very close, so shareing beds and such was no problome with us. It was 9:00pm in London so that ment it was only 4:00pm back home. We weren't too tired so we decied to go out for a late lunch.. Or dinner in London time.
"Ok where should we go?" Lizzie asked putting the last of her clothes in the dresser. Then shuting it.
"Well, I don't know, what sounds good?" Kris began to open her mouth, but I interupted, "No Kris, we're not going to McDonalds.." Again he mouth opend to talk, "And no its no diffrent from the U.S." Kris frowned.
"How'd you know that was what I was going to say?" she protested,
"Because I know you far too well!" She knew I was right though, she had some weird obession with their fries or something. But we finaly decided on a small cafe that was down the street from the hotel. The weather outsidee looked chilly, so we changed into more seasonal outfits. I wore my faveorite overalls, with a pink-quarter-length-sleeve shirt, complete with my pink and white Vans shoes to match, and put my curled light brown hair up in a half pony tail, the small amount of hair that I left down, fell neatly into large ringlets. My hair isn't natrualy curly, but I often curled it to give it texture and spunk.
I looked over at my friends, Lizzie, a medium hight classic american blond hair blue eyed girl, stood infront of the full length mirror examining her outfit, she wore nice tight black pants, with a bably blue tee that laced up the front, she wore high heel boots to ad about 2 inches onto her hight. I guess she liked the outfit, since she looked away from it began fiddeling with her hair. It was down and cut to the shape of her face, she ran her fingers through it many times re-postioning it until she was satisfied. I grinned at the sight,
"You look beautiful Liz! Now get away from the mirror!" I raised my voice sarcasticly. She turned around and stuck her toung out. Kris then moved in and pushed her out of the way. She too examenid herself.
"What do you think?" I looked her over, she was in tight low rise blue jeans, and a white tummy shirt, showing her belly button. I glanced at it, and I remebered back to the begginging of freshmen year, we were all sleeping over at Lizzie's house, we all decided to peirce their belly buttons together. We got through Kris's and mines, and had to stop because Liz had practicly passed out from the sight of our blood. But we finaly conviced her to do it 2 months later, so it could be like friendship peirceings.
Back to what I was saying, she was wearing jeans and a white tummy shirt, and white flip flop thong shoes. Her hair was just pulled back into a messy bun, with two strands extending from her forehead.
"You look great too, Kris, now can we go! I'm starveing!" I exclaimed, listening to my stomach growl. "Who are we trying to impress, the only people that will be there are old people, ok, lets go!"
"How do you know?" Liz cracked back with a know it all smirk.
"Well think about it, it's 9:00 on a wednesday afternoon, all the people our age are eaither sleeping, or out doing something more interesting then going to a coffee shop." I know that it wasn't the best explination, but hell it shut her up.
I finaly got them away from the mirror and outside. The night air was cold, and reddened our noses. The wind blew in the oppisite direction that we were walking, makeing it hard to see. We hurried along the empty street, and slipped into the cafe all shivering.
I was right. There wasn't anyone of importance there, just a few men and women sitting around the fire sipping their coffee, and reading a book. The smell of muffins and coffee beans filled the warm air, this only made my stomach growl louder. We placed out jackets on a table near the front window that over looked the gardens. Walked up to the counter, where a woman about in her 30's stood. Her brown hair had a reddish tint from the light of the blazeing fire.
"May I help you?" She asked in a strong brittish accent. It was hard to make out what she said, but I assumed she wanted to know what we wanted.
"I'll take a carmel mocha, and a blueberry muffin, please." I asked politley, the women jotted down my order, and then looked at Liz awaiting her to speak.
"Um, I'll take a white choclate mocha and a blueberry muffin too," and she looked over to Kris, who was stareing intently at the chalkbord above to womans head.
"And for you?" The women sounded tired, but was trieing her best to keep her paitences. She watched Kristina study the bored with squinted eyes, and began to lightly tap the pad of paper with her blue ball point pen.
"I'll take a large hot choclate and a rasberry scone." She finaly anounced. The women rang up our orders, and we paid her. She got our orders done quickly, and we then gatherd at our table conversing about our plans for tommorow's adventure.
Awhile later, the sound of a bell rung, meaning someone was entering, we all looked up from our drinks, noticeing a boy around our age, was the one who walked in. He was wearing dark sunglasses, and was acompanied by two farley large men. I watched him closely, he looked very fimilar, but I couldn't figure it out. Lizzie opened her mouth to talk.
"Is that... No It couldn't be.." She whisperd, I leaned in closer to whisper back, but the whole time, my eyes never left the mysterious guy.
"Who, who do you think it is?" I wonderd, trieing my hardest to put a name with the gorgeous face.
"I was thinking Prince Henry, But couldn't be... could it?" ding ding ding! That was it, it had to be him why else would he be wearing dark sunglasses, and have two large guys with him, they were obveoulsy his body gaurds.
"It is! Thats him!" I tried not to talk to loudly. I took in a deep breath, wow, he's hotter in person then he is in pictures, was all that was going through my head.
"Go up there Alex!" Kristina blurted out, I broke my stare away from him to look at her, was she crazy, I couldn't go up and talk to him, what would I say, would I even be able to talk.
"Yea right, I wouldn't be able to get words out, I would just stand there with my mouth hung open like an idiot!"
"You don't have to talk to him, just walk past him, and make sure he notices you! Andif he likes what he see's then he'll make a move!" Liz explained. It sounded like a good plan to me, but could I go through with it? I had to, this was a chance of a life time! I stood up and tried to fix my hair,
"How do I look?" I asked nervously.
"Stunning!" said Kris, "Now get your chicken butt over there befor he leaves!" Ok, I was doing it, I was going to work my magic on Prince Henry, what magic? What am I talking about, What if he didn't like what he saw. I was trembling, but I was trying to act as normal as possible. I crossed the large room, and was headed twoards a shelf on the oppisite wall. I would pretend to be looking at the books that stood apon the dusty old shelf.
I walked past, my eyes were focused on the wall infront of me, I graciously looked up at him, he pushed his sunglasses down to look, our eyes met. I was in heaven for those few short seconds, I smiled, and he smiled back. Then it happend... he opend his mouth, but not to say hi, but to tell me to watch out since there was a chair right in front of me. It was too late. I hit the chair and went down. I was so embarresd tears were almost streaming down my cheek. The next thing I remember, was him walking over and helping me up, I noticed he was politely holding back laughter.
I got to my feet, and tried to shrug it off. I looked over to the table there Liz and Kris sat, they weren't trieing as hard to keep from laughing.
"Are you alight?" his voice was even more sexy then I had imagined, this time he took his glasses completely off.
"Yea, I think so, I think I must still hav jet lag.." thats it lie to the Prince of England. But what was I gonna say, "Yea, sorry, I was too busy stareing at you to notice this dumb chair here.." Yea right, and by the way, who puts chairs in the middle of the floor anyways?
He smiled, and spoke again, "You just get in I take it?" his accent wasn't nearly as strong as the woman who took their order. I nodded yes to the question,
"From where?" He continued, I glanced again back to my friends, they stoped lauging, and were watching intently as we tried to start a conversation. I looked back, he was waiting for an answer. Where was I from? My whole mind was a blank, I shook my head, as if comeing back from a trance.
"New York." I finaly said, feeling very dumb havieng takeing so long to answer.
"Nice place, beautiful in the summer." Henry smiled. "My names Henry by the way." he introduced himself, as if I didn't know.
"I'm Alex." Surpriseingly I was able to remeber my name, then from behind us, one of the large men that came in with Henry spoke up,
"Ah hem.." He pretended to cough, "Henry... we should be going?" he urged. Henry looked back acknowlageing him, and then nodded his head.
"Well, it was a pleasure meeting you Alex," He took my hand and kissed it, I bit my lip trieing my hardest not to squeal, "And I hope to see you again!"
"Yea, me too!" I said sweetly. Wow, did that just happen? I watched him turn around and walk out of the building. I let out a big sigh, as if I were holdinig my breath the whole time. I then rushed over to my girls and told them everything.
* * *
The next morning, wakeing up around ten, I litterly crawled out of bed. I didn't get much sleep, I was up thinking about those 5 fabulus minutes, I kept replaying it over and over again. Kris and Lizzie were already up and getting dressed.
"Goodmorning hun, how'd ya sleep?" Kristina asked brushing out her long blonde hair. I didn't say anything, I just groaned, I had a confused and sad look on my face. Kris noticed it when she looked at me through the mirror.
"What the matter sweetie?" She turned around placeing her brush on the counter behind her. Lizzie walked out of the bathroom drying her hair with a towle.
"I just met the guy that I have had the biggest crush on for way long, and like the ditz that I am, I tripped and fell flat on my face. And I'll never see him agian, so in his memory i'll only be some american that can't walk." I said in a depressing manner.
"Ah, hunny, don't think about it like that!" Lizzie said trieing to comfurt me, "He didn't think of you as just some american person who can't walk, well even though thats kinda what you are.." Shes not too good with pep talks, and at that my frown got bigger.
"Liz! Thats not true!" Kris said hitting her with the back of her hand, "Come here!" She continued, pulling me twoards her, and then putting her arms around me, "He thought you were a pretty girl, who accedently tripped over a chair and fell on her butt, not her face." Kris comferted, kissing the top of my head.
"Thats what I ment to say..." Elizabeth came over and put her amrs around me too. They broke away from me, and I sighed,
"Ya realy thing so?" I asked running my fingers through my hair.
"Yes, of course. Alex, if he thought you were some weird ditz, he wouldn't of came over to help you up, make a converstation with you, and then even kiss your hand." Kris reasured me.
"And, he said "I hope to see you again," That tottaly means that he wants to see you again, and he will make the effort to see you again!" Lizzie said, useing her keen guy translateing skills.
They always know how to cheer me up, "Thank you, you guys! What would I do with out you?" I said pulling them twords me this time, and hugging their heads. They then wrapped their amrs around each other, resulting in a large bear hug.
After all the mushyness was over, we got dressed, in jeans and tee shirts. I let my hair lay strait, and had it in a half pony tail, Liz had hers in pig tial briads, and Kris had hers just down, with her sunglasses holding it out of her face.
"Are we ready?" Lizzie asked, as we gatherd up our coats and purses.
"Yup, I think so," I said, opening the door, locking it, and then extending my arm out, signaling them to go outside. They looked over the room once befor decideding they had everything, and then filed out the door. Then I shut it, and we were on our way.