*A/N: Sorry it's takeing so long for me to post chapters, but I just
haven't had time to write as much as I like. And I know that I have alot of
spelling errors, but it's only becuase my MicrosoftWord is down right now,
and I have to use the stupid old WordPad! So sorry in advance! I have a
little electronic dictionary with me but it dosn't always help! Well
enjoy!*
Chapter 6
Well another 3 months have gone by..This is the dist time and I've been home since my last entry. It's almost chritsmans, and the palace is the most beautiful I've ever seen it. There isn't a part of the walls that isn't garnished in galrand, holly, wreths or whatever. And the tree. it's bigger then the one they had at time sqaure back home! I even got a 9 foot one in my room. It makes the whole place smell like pine, it reminds me about when me and Harry went to Norway. Right as i'm drifting off to sleep, I see visions of us laughing in the snow, and sipping hot choclate by the fire.
And I am succesfully over Harry, well yes there will be a specail part for him in my heart. But all the rest is occupied by a certin someone.
His name is Paul, I met him at a "dance" that St. Kathreans set up with the all boys school a few miles away. We danced all night, and immedetly bonded. We meet each other every saturday and spend the whole day togther. I know that it dosn't seem like much, but at least we can never get tired of each other.
And I even maded special arrangements for him to spend the new year here with me. An entire week with him, I'm very excited. He's the sweetest guy ever. His father is Lord Montigo. He was born in Whales, but grew up at the accadamy. He's been attending St. Francis since first grade, thats 11 years of his life waisted inprisond behind the cold stone walls. His father claims that he dosn't have the time to bring up a child properly, and his mother is so ditsy that she couldn't even change his diaper without help.
He has short, but thick brown hair, deep brown eyes, and themost becomeing smile that draws you to him, captures you and never lets you go. I know that we have only been dateing for 2 months and in that time have only seen each other a tottal of like 10 times.. witch I know is very sad. But I think I love him.. I reall do, everytime I'm waiting for him, my heart flutters, and I get butterflies in my stomach. The anticipation of this up comeing week is almost unbarable!
I haven't told Harry yet, I don't know how to tell him. Witch is kinda pathtic, because it's not like we were ever dateing, so it shouldn't be awkward. I'm just scared too I guess.
* * *
It's the 27th now, and Paul is on his way. Christmas was great! My mom flew Kris and LIzzie in for the 3 days.. they left christmas eve. I know it wasn't long, but it was soo great! I wish they could of stayed long enough to meet Paul. They were both very excited for me. But were a little shocked that I gave up on Harry. They were the best christmas present ever!
I did get alot of things, more then what I was used to. Harry got me the prettiest earings, they have a ruby at top, and then a gold chain dangles down holding a dimond. They are a little heavy, but I don't care, I would wear them to bed if I wasn't scared I would catch them on the pillow and rip my ear..
I had alot of trouble picking something out for him. I knew him very well, but had no clue what to get him. He had everything he could ever want. I had to go to my mom for some ideas.
She suggested that I just flat out ask him what he wanted. Yea, that's great, wheres the surprise in that? SHe just shugged her fragile shoulders at me and grinned. I gusse it's up to me.
Then suddenly it hit. I rememberd a conversation we had awhile back, he told me that he saw an old pocket watch just like his grandfather carried around. It was at some store in Whales.. I belive it was called "Clancy's Good's New and Old" what a name.. Oh well.
Anyhow, I hopped on the plane over there.. Which was really weird to just be like, "I'm takeing the plane over to Whales, be back later!" And oddly enough thats what I said..
In Whales:
The fog fell heavy over the damp ground, It was hard to see 2 feet in front of me. I pulled my jacket tight aginst my goose bump coverd skin, and made my way to the shop.
A bell rang loudly as I opened the door, a man in his 60's shuffled out of the back room, followed by the smell of dust and mold. I tried to breath from my mouth, but just got a mouth full of ash from the fire that burned in the corner.
"Good day yound stranger." I edged nearer, looking at my surroundings.
"Good day," I replied softly as I approaced the old glass cabinet that held all kindas of julery and antique plates. The man foused his eyes on me, right away he knew who I was.
"Princess Alexandria?" The man asked with a grin. I nodded sheepishly.
"I guess you've caught me!" I giggled.
"Well it's a fine pleausre to meet you, your highness." He began to bow, and stopped midway. "I'm afraid my backs not all it used to be, so forgive me for not bowing." The old man addmitted shamefully.
"Nevermind that," I tried to sounds scincery but had difficultys die to my allergies that had suddulnly came on. "I'm looking for a pocketwatch."
"What kind of pocketwatch your Highness.." I looked up to him,
"What is your name?" He seemed half shocked and half honerd of me asking him this.
"Giles.. Giles Clancy."
"Well Giles, call me Alex please." A little confused, Giles agreed and went on with his question.
"I'm looking for a certin pocket watch that my friend found here awhile ago. He told me that it looked exactly like his grandfathers.." The man thought for a moment.
"Prince Henry?" He asked takeing his hand from his bearded chin and pointing at me, awaing my answer.
"Yea..do you remember what watch it was?" I asked amazed. He smiled and guided me to a small section of the store. He pulled out a ring of keys that seemed to be antiques themselves. Fumbling through them he found the right one, and unlocked the oak cabinet.
"I remember the exact one, the watch seemed to bring a tear to his eye." Giles answerd, smileing this time revealing his yellow teeth, well what was left of them that is. He brought out a gold watch that was ingraved with small vines interwineing all around the cover, with a carful breath, Gile blew off the layer of dust and handed the timeworn watch to me.
"It's beautiful." I repiled turnig it over carefully to examin the back. I studied the side wondering how it opend, seeingmy confusion he placed his grubby fingers on it and twisted a small nob, the cover popped open and exposed the ivory face, The numbers were painted on by hand, and the two hnads, which were made of gggold still ticked away like they had the day it was made.
No question about it, I was geting this for him, I didn't even ask how much, just nodded and smiled, telling him that I was ready to pay.
"Let me get the box for you miss." Giles told me, departing, and leaveing me in the damp old room by myself. Soon he returned holding an antient box, itself too cover in cobwebs and dust. He rang it up, I handed him my credit card, and turned to leave.
"Alex.." He stated, makeing me swivel around suddenly.
"Yes?"
"My I get a picture of you.." he asked shyly, and then broght up an album from under the counter, " I always get picture of celeberties when they come in," Giles continued with no eyecontact, opeing the album uncovering pictuer of people like Frank Senatra, Merilyn Menroe, Bill Clinton and so on.
"Of course!" I put my purse and the bag containing the watch on the counter, and ran my fingers through my hair for perfection.
"Thank you! Let me get my camera." I half expected him to come out with an old camera from like the 50's, but to my surprise he came out holding a new polaroid.
"Where would you like me?"
"Over here by the wall." He pointed behind me to a wall holding many old paintings,
"Alright." I backed up, fixed my hair once more, and smiled. A bright flash came and the picture protruded out of the camera, he grabbed it and began to wave it through the air.
"That you so much." Giles complemented, and extended his hand, I took it and grasped it firmly.Smiled once more, grabbed my things and retired out to the cab waited for me.
Back in London
We invited the whole Winsdor family over for Christmas dinner. After the feast, we all gatherd in the hall for coffee and present exchanges.
Harry appproached me, and handed me the box containing my earings. He kissed me on the cheek, and wished me;
"Merry Christmas Princess."
"I have your present upstairs, and I kinda want to give it to you up there." I anounced kind of akwardly.
"After you." he smiled, and began walking behind me to my upstairs room.
I hannded him the aged box whitch I wrapped in sliver paper. He opend it carefully, and gave me a look of wonderment when he saw the condition of the box. Once he opend it, I could see his heart drop, and his breath quicken.
"How did you get this?" He asked carefully picking up the time peice.
"I remember you telling me that you saw it at some little store in Whales, and so I decided to take a look and see if it was still there, and sure enough there it was!" I explained.
Tears came to his eyes, just like Giles had said they did when he spotted the watch at first.
"I can't belive you rememberd that.. It was such a long time ago." I whiped his eyes, looking up at me.
"Oh common, you know me.. for one, i'm a girl, and second, your like my best friend.. I remember everything that we talk about."
"Thank you so much! You don't how much this means to me.. I just-" He couldn't continue due to the tears streaming down his face.
* * *
"What time is it?" I yelled down the empty corridor.
"10 till 2, madam!" Grace yelled back.
"Already?" I slammed the door to my room and franticly dried my hair. There was 10 minutes untill Paul arrived, and I was no where near being ready! I had on my low rise jeans and an orange turtle neck. Knowing I wasn't going to be able to do anytrhign with my hair in 5 minutes, I threw it back in a messy bun.
A knock came to my door. "Who is it?" I asked rather more impolite as I wanted,
"It's Grace your highness."
"It's open Grace!" I called back this time a little more sencere. She walked in holding a pile of towles.
"Your mother asked me to get the guest room Lord Montigo Jr will be staying in. But I don't know what room you would like him to stay?" She stated soundsing about as hurried as I was.
"Um.." I walked out holding the mascara in one hand and my blush brush in the other. I walked into the hall, and glanced down in wonderment.
"How bout the one across from mine." I decided in a rush. She nodded and continued to her duties, I began to file back to my room, when I heard the dreaded voice of Susan calling me from the buttum of the stairs. Groaning, I made my way haistly to the balcony.
"What?" I moaned impatiently.
"A princess never adresses her elders with the phrase what." She nearly glared at me.
"Sorry.. Yes your majestey.. Oh wait your not the queen.. so there for I go back to my original comment.. What?!" Glareing, she continued, not wanting to argue.
"The driver called to inform us, that Pauls flight had been delyed, and that they will be about 20 minutes late.."
"Oh thank god!" I sighed and walked away, not careing if she had anything else to say.
The door man anounced the arrival of Paul 15 minutes later. He walked in wearing slacks, a blue silk shirt and a black tie. He looked so adorable. I was used to him just wearing Jeans and a polo, so this was change for me.
He seemed a bit nervous when he greeted my mom, but she coulnd't "chat" for long, since she had a meeting to attend to.
"I'll show him to his room." I told Alfred, one of the butlers who was picking up Pauls bad and prepareing to go upstairs.
"As you wish your highness." He smiled slightly, as he was putting the bag down, I reached out and grabbed it.
"You know maddam, If Susan knew you were doing this she would have your head." He grinned,
"I know, but who's going to tell her?" He placed his fingers to his lips and pulled them across as if zipping his mouth shut.
"Thats what I thought!" We began walking up the grand staircase. I glanced over and saw the look of awe on his face.
"You can breath now.." I joked,
"I know, it's not just that, flying just gets to me." He explained. We approached the room.
"Oh, poor baby!" I replied in a teaseing voice. "Heres your room." I opend the door, the set up was similar to mine, except that the bed was on the right wall, and there was no balcony.
"My rooms across the hall.." I began guideing him. "It's a bit messy.." I opened the door and stepped in, allowing him to enter befor me.
"No it's not.." Paul answerd. "It's awesome." He reasured me looking around. "I Love the bed..looks comfy!" He took a running leap onto it, causeing it to shake. Laughing I did the same.
"I really missed you." He said shyly, looking down at the bed spred.
"I really missed you too!" We leaned in for a kiss. Oh how I missed those lips.
We would of kissed some more, if Susan hadn't walked in. Giveing me an accusing look, she crossed the room, she had her ear piece to her cell phone in, and was franticly yelling at someone on the other end. When she didn't say anything for the first 2 minutes that she was standing there, I decided to cut in.
"Um, excuse me, but I don't mean to be rude or anything, but if you don't need anything, how about talking in your room."
"Hold on please.." She said into the phone. "I'm sorry Alex.. but they need you for an interveiw.." Susan anounced, holding her petit hand over the phone.
"What?!" I declared, practicly screaming.. "I can't go now.. I have company over.. tell them that I'll do it next week!" I began protesting more, but it was no use.
Susan explained to me that they couldn't reschedual it again, and that if I reguse to do it, it would make me and the family look bad.
"What is Paul going to do then?" I protested.
"Don't worry about me.." Paul interupted being the sweetie that he is.
"I can arrange a driver for him to go into town." I rolled my eyes and looked over to him for approval. He just shugged, and said;
"That sounds great!" He proclaimed. Finally, I agreed, and Susan left us alone again.
"You know you don't have to do this. I can cancel the meeting.." I began, but my idea was immediately shot down.
"No." He began, "Alex I understand, you have job to do, and I'm not going ot stand in the way of that! Plus, we have the whole week together right?" his brown eyes glinted with passion. With a large smile growing on my face, I leaned and hugged him, he encircled me in his strong arms.
Finaly we parted, and I changed into my "interveiw" clothes, which was black dress pants and a white button up shirt. It was 3:30 now, and I was already running late, I kissed Paul goodbye and hurried out the door the my car, followed closely by Susan and Fred, one of my body gaurds.
* * *
4 days went by, and the interveiws kept piling up, and I had continue leaving Paul to abide them. Everyday, our date was cut short by some tv show or magazine demanding an interveiw or photo shoot with me. It was driveing me crazy.. It was like someone was plotting aginst me.
Well anways, the second to last day Paul was visiting, I was just getting home from a photo shoot. I went seaching for him in his room. When I discoverd that the room was empty, I questioned Grace on his wearabouts.
"Last time I saw him, he was talking to Claire, and walking down the west hall." She answerd, I wasn't quite sure who Claire was at the time.
"Who is Claire again?" I asked, as Grace enterd a spare room with a handfull of clean sheets.
"She's that tennis instroctor, the one from France." She explained, I got this funny feeling in the pit of my stomach, I knew exactly who she was now, and knew exactly where to find them! I started off walking fast, and then went into a run. Out the back door, twoards the tennis court. When they weren't there, I knew that my hunch was correct. I hastily made my was to the rec room and opend the door. The sight made my heart drop.
Chapter 6
Well another 3 months have gone by..This is the dist time and I've been home since my last entry. It's almost chritsmans, and the palace is the most beautiful I've ever seen it. There isn't a part of the walls that isn't garnished in galrand, holly, wreths or whatever. And the tree. it's bigger then the one they had at time sqaure back home! I even got a 9 foot one in my room. It makes the whole place smell like pine, it reminds me about when me and Harry went to Norway. Right as i'm drifting off to sleep, I see visions of us laughing in the snow, and sipping hot choclate by the fire.
And I am succesfully over Harry, well yes there will be a specail part for him in my heart. But all the rest is occupied by a certin someone.
His name is Paul, I met him at a "dance" that St. Kathreans set up with the all boys school a few miles away. We danced all night, and immedetly bonded. We meet each other every saturday and spend the whole day togther. I know that it dosn't seem like much, but at least we can never get tired of each other.
And I even maded special arrangements for him to spend the new year here with me. An entire week with him, I'm very excited. He's the sweetest guy ever. His father is Lord Montigo. He was born in Whales, but grew up at the accadamy. He's been attending St. Francis since first grade, thats 11 years of his life waisted inprisond behind the cold stone walls. His father claims that he dosn't have the time to bring up a child properly, and his mother is so ditsy that she couldn't even change his diaper without help.
He has short, but thick brown hair, deep brown eyes, and themost becomeing smile that draws you to him, captures you and never lets you go. I know that we have only been dateing for 2 months and in that time have only seen each other a tottal of like 10 times.. witch I know is very sad. But I think I love him.. I reall do, everytime I'm waiting for him, my heart flutters, and I get butterflies in my stomach. The anticipation of this up comeing week is almost unbarable!
I haven't told Harry yet, I don't know how to tell him. Witch is kinda pathtic, because it's not like we were ever dateing, so it shouldn't be awkward. I'm just scared too I guess.
* * *
It's the 27th now, and Paul is on his way. Christmas was great! My mom flew Kris and LIzzie in for the 3 days.. they left christmas eve. I know it wasn't long, but it was soo great! I wish they could of stayed long enough to meet Paul. They were both very excited for me. But were a little shocked that I gave up on Harry. They were the best christmas present ever!
I did get alot of things, more then what I was used to. Harry got me the prettiest earings, they have a ruby at top, and then a gold chain dangles down holding a dimond. They are a little heavy, but I don't care, I would wear them to bed if I wasn't scared I would catch them on the pillow and rip my ear..
I had alot of trouble picking something out for him. I knew him very well, but had no clue what to get him. He had everything he could ever want. I had to go to my mom for some ideas.
She suggested that I just flat out ask him what he wanted. Yea, that's great, wheres the surprise in that? SHe just shugged her fragile shoulders at me and grinned. I gusse it's up to me.
Then suddenly it hit. I rememberd a conversation we had awhile back, he told me that he saw an old pocket watch just like his grandfather carried around. It was at some store in Whales.. I belive it was called "Clancy's Good's New and Old" what a name.. Oh well.
Anyhow, I hopped on the plane over there.. Which was really weird to just be like, "I'm takeing the plane over to Whales, be back later!" And oddly enough thats what I said..
In Whales:
The fog fell heavy over the damp ground, It was hard to see 2 feet in front of me. I pulled my jacket tight aginst my goose bump coverd skin, and made my way to the shop.
A bell rang loudly as I opened the door, a man in his 60's shuffled out of the back room, followed by the smell of dust and mold. I tried to breath from my mouth, but just got a mouth full of ash from the fire that burned in the corner.
"Good day yound stranger." I edged nearer, looking at my surroundings.
"Good day," I replied softly as I approaced the old glass cabinet that held all kindas of julery and antique plates. The man foused his eyes on me, right away he knew who I was.
"Princess Alexandria?" The man asked with a grin. I nodded sheepishly.
"I guess you've caught me!" I giggled.
"Well it's a fine pleausre to meet you, your highness." He began to bow, and stopped midway. "I'm afraid my backs not all it used to be, so forgive me for not bowing." The old man addmitted shamefully.
"Nevermind that," I tried to sounds scincery but had difficultys die to my allergies that had suddulnly came on. "I'm looking for a pocketwatch."
"What kind of pocketwatch your Highness.." I looked up to him,
"What is your name?" He seemed half shocked and half honerd of me asking him this.
"Giles.. Giles Clancy."
"Well Giles, call me Alex please." A little confused, Giles agreed and went on with his question.
"I'm looking for a certin pocket watch that my friend found here awhile ago. He told me that it looked exactly like his grandfathers.." The man thought for a moment.
"Prince Henry?" He asked takeing his hand from his bearded chin and pointing at me, awaing my answer.
"Yea..do you remember what watch it was?" I asked amazed. He smiled and guided me to a small section of the store. He pulled out a ring of keys that seemed to be antiques themselves. Fumbling through them he found the right one, and unlocked the oak cabinet.
"I remember the exact one, the watch seemed to bring a tear to his eye." Giles answerd, smileing this time revealing his yellow teeth, well what was left of them that is. He brought out a gold watch that was ingraved with small vines interwineing all around the cover, with a carful breath, Gile blew off the layer of dust and handed the timeworn watch to me.
"It's beautiful." I repiled turnig it over carefully to examin the back. I studied the side wondering how it opend, seeingmy confusion he placed his grubby fingers on it and twisted a small nob, the cover popped open and exposed the ivory face, The numbers were painted on by hand, and the two hnads, which were made of gggold still ticked away like they had the day it was made.
No question about it, I was geting this for him, I didn't even ask how much, just nodded and smiled, telling him that I was ready to pay.
"Let me get the box for you miss." Giles told me, departing, and leaveing me in the damp old room by myself. Soon he returned holding an antient box, itself too cover in cobwebs and dust. He rang it up, I handed him my credit card, and turned to leave.
"Alex.." He stated, makeing me swivel around suddenly.
"Yes?"
"My I get a picture of you.." he asked shyly, and then broght up an album from under the counter, " I always get picture of celeberties when they come in," Giles continued with no eyecontact, opeing the album uncovering pictuer of people like Frank Senatra, Merilyn Menroe, Bill Clinton and so on.
"Of course!" I put my purse and the bag containing the watch on the counter, and ran my fingers through my hair for perfection.
"Thank you! Let me get my camera." I half expected him to come out with an old camera from like the 50's, but to my surprise he came out holding a new polaroid.
"Where would you like me?"
"Over here by the wall." He pointed behind me to a wall holding many old paintings,
"Alright." I backed up, fixed my hair once more, and smiled. A bright flash came and the picture protruded out of the camera, he grabbed it and began to wave it through the air.
"That you so much." Giles complemented, and extended his hand, I took it and grasped it firmly.Smiled once more, grabbed my things and retired out to the cab waited for me.
Back in London
We invited the whole Winsdor family over for Christmas dinner. After the feast, we all gatherd in the hall for coffee and present exchanges.
Harry appproached me, and handed me the box containing my earings. He kissed me on the cheek, and wished me;
"Merry Christmas Princess."
"I have your present upstairs, and I kinda want to give it to you up there." I anounced kind of akwardly.
"After you." he smiled, and began walking behind me to my upstairs room.
I hannded him the aged box whitch I wrapped in sliver paper. He opend it carefully, and gave me a look of wonderment when he saw the condition of the box. Once he opend it, I could see his heart drop, and his breath quicken.
"How did you get this?" He asked carefully picking up the time peice.
"I remember you telling me that you saw it at some little store in Whales, and so I decided to take a look and see if it was still there, and sure enough there it was!" I explained.
Tears came to his eyes, just like Giles had said they did when he spotted the watch at first.
"I can't belive you rememberd that.. It was such a long time ago." I whiped his eyes, looking up at me.
"Oh common, you know me.. for one, i'm a girl, and second, your like my best friend.. I remember everything that we talk about."
"Thank you so much! You don't how much this means to me.. I just-" He couldn't continue due to the tears streaming down his face.
* * *
"What time is it?" I yelled down the empty corridor.
"10 till 2, madam!" Grace yelled back.
"Already?" I slammed the door to my room and franticly dried my hair. There was 10 minutes untill Paul arrived, and I was no where near being ready! I had on my low rise jeans and an orange turtle neck. Knowing I wasn't going to be able to do anytrhign with my hair in 5 minutes, I threw it back in a messy bun.
A knock came to my door. "Who is it?" I asked rather more impolite as I wanted,
"It's Grace your highness."
"It's open Grace!" I called back this time a little more sencere. She walked in holding a pile of towles.
"Your mother asked me to get the guest room Lord Montigo Jr will be staying in. But I don't know what room you would like him to stay?" She stated soundsing about as hurried as I was.
"Um.." I walked out holding the mascara in one hand and my blush brush in the other. I walked into the hall, and glanced down in wonderment.
"How bout the one across from mine." I decided in a rush. She nodded and continued to her duties, I began to file back to my room, when I heard the dreaded voice of Susan calling me from the buttum of the stairs. Groaning, I made my way haistly to the balcony.
"What?" I moaned impatiently.
"A princess never adresses her elders with the phrase what." She nearly glared at me.
"Sorry.. Yes your majestey.. Oh wait your not the queen.. so there for I go back to my original comment.. What?!" Glareing, she continued, not wanting to argue.
"The driver called to inform us, that Pauls flight had been delyed, and that they will be about 20 minutes late.."
"Oh thank god!" I sighed and walked away, not careing if she had anything else to say.
The door man anounced the arrival of Paul 15 minutes later. He walked in wearing slacks, a blue silk shirt and a black tie. He looked so adorable. I was used to him just wearing Jeans and a polo, so this was change for me.
He seemed a bit nervous when he greeted my mom, but she coulnd't "chat" for long, since she had a meeting to attend to.
"I'll show him to his room." I told Alfred, one of the butlers who was picking up Pauls bad and prepareing to go upstairs.
"As you wish your highness." He smiled slightly, as he was putting the bag down, I reached out and grabbed it.
"You know maddam, If Susan knew you were doing this she would have your head." He grinned,
"I know, but who's going to tell her?" He placed his fingers to his lips and pulled them across as if zipping his mouth shut.
"Thats what I thought!" We began walking up the grand staircase. I glanced over and saw the look of awe on his face.
"You can breath now.." I joked,
"I know, it's not just that, flying just gets to me." He explained. We approached the room.
"Oh, poor baby!" I replied in a teaseing voice. "Heres your room." I opend the door, the set up was similar to mine, except that the bed was on the right wall, and there was no balcony.
"My rooms across the hall.." I began guideing him. "It's a bit messy.." I opened the door and stepped in, allowing him to enter befor me.
"No it's not.." Paul answerd. "It's awesome." He reasured me looking around. "I Love the bed..looks comfy!" He took a running leap onto it, causeing it to shake. Laughing I did the same.
"I really missed you." He said shyly, looking down at the bed spred.
"I really missed you too!" We leaned in for a kiss. Oh how I missed those lips.
We would of kissed some more, if Susan hadn't walked in. Giveing me an accusing look, she crossed the room, she had her ear piece to her cell phone in, and was franticly yelling at someone on the other end. When she didn't say anything for the first 2 minutes that she was standing there, I decided to cut in.
"Um, excuse me, but I don't mean to be rude or anything, but if you don't need anything, how about talking in your room."
"Hold on please.." She said into the phone. "I'm sorry Alex.. but they need you for an interveiw.." Susan anounced, holding her petit hand over the phone.
"What?!" I declared, practicly screaming.. "I can't go now.. I have company over.. tell them that I'll do it next week!" I began protesting more, but it was no use.
Susan explained to me that they couldn't reschedual it again, and that if I reguse to do it, it would make me and the family look bad.
"What is Paul going to do then?" I protested.
"Don't worry about me.." Paul interupted being the sweetie that he is.
"I can arrange a driver for him to go into town." I rolled my eyes and looked over to him for approval. He just shugged, and said;
"That sounds great!" He proclaimed. Finally, I agreed, and Susan left us alone again.
"You know you don't have to do this. I can cancel the meeting.." I began, but my idea was immediately shot down.
"No." He began, "Alex I understand, you have job to do, and I'm not going ot stand in the way of that! Plus, we have the whole week together right?" his brown eyes glinted with passion. With a large smile growing on my face, I leaned and hugged him, he encircled me in his strong arms.
Finaly we parted, and I changed into my "interveiw" clothes, which was black dress pants and a white button up shirt. It was 3:30 now, and I was already running late, I kissed Paul goodbye and hurried out the door the my car, followed closely by Susan and Fred, one of my body gaurds.
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4 days went by, and the interveiws kept piling up, and I had continue leaving Paul to abide them. Everyday, our date was cut short by some tv show or magazine demanding an interveiw or photo shoot with me. It was driveing me crazy.. It was like someone was plotting aginst me.
Well anways, the second to last day Paul was visiting, I was just getting home from a photo shoot. I went seaching for him in his room. When I discoverd that the room was empty, I questioned Grace on his wearabouts.
"Last time I saw him, he was talking to Claire, and walking down the west hall." She answerd, I wasn't quite sure who Claire was at the time.
"Who is Claire again?" I asked, as Grace enterd a spare room with a handfull of clean sheets.
"She's that tennis instroctor, the one from France." She explained, I got this funny feeling in the pit of my stomach, I knew exactly who she was now, and knew exactly where to find them! I started off walking fast, and then went into a run. Out the back door, twoards the tennis court. When they weren't there, I knew that my hunch was correct. I hastily made my was to the rec room and opend the door. The sight made my heart drop.