--------im depressed, i admit it. i apologize about what happened with chapter sixteen of doom. i have no idea why it said par tab and stuff. thats just weird. anywho. this site is also making me depressed cuz there are so many people who are writing stuff that has nothing to do with ella enchanted. its just weird. sigh. well heres chapter 17 i hope you like it.----------
"Oh," Anthony said nicely. "How do you know Ella?" The tone in his voice and the look on his face told me that he suspected a past relationship between Char and I.
Char and I shared a knowing look, and his fiance caught it. Anthony didn't, and I was thankful for that. Char cleared his throat and looked at the ground for a moment, then back to me. I gave a slight shrug, and Char looked back to Anthony. "We WERE friends," he said, fake happiness filling his voice.
"Oh," Anthony said again. I could tell that he was aching to know why we WERE friends, but out of his politeness he didn't ask.
No one said anything for a moment, then Char remembered his manners. "This is Areida," he said, gesturing to his fiance. She smiled and nodded at me, but there was a sliver of bitterness in her face that made me realize---she loved Char! It wasn't just arranged, she loved him! I had no idea if he loved her back or not, but she certainly had fallen in love with him in the past while.
"Hello, Areida," I said, mispronouncing her name and curtsying clumsily. Both, I admit, were on accident. "It's lovely to meet you." Lovely? Lovely?! I never used that word. Or, if I did, it was under extreme circumstances like this. I think Char noticed that but I'm not sure.
She clenched her jaw momentarily, then curtsied back. Her curtsy, I noticed, was much nicer than mine. "Yes, it's nice to meet you too."
More silence and clearings of the throat. "Well, Ella and I are off to visit my father," said Anthony, offering me his arm. I took it, and he began to lead me away. "It was nice meeting you."
Char and Areida called goodbye to us. We walked away quietly, and when we got out of the grove I realized I had been holding my breath. I let it out slowly. "That was uncomfortable," I said, smiling to my fiance. "Thank you for getting us out of that."
"You're welcome, my love," said Anthony. I felt a twinge of guilt hearing "my love," but I pushed it aside. Char was now permanently someone else's, no matter if I had the curse or not. "Now," continued Anthony, "you have to explain how you and Char know each other."
"We were in love," I said. No point avoiding the subject. If I was honest with him, he wouldn't get angry. "But not anymore. It wouldn't work. And now I'm in love with you," I said, patting his arm affectionately.
"Oh," was all Anthony said. He seemed to be saying that a lot lately. He smiled and kissed my forehead, then took my hands and said, "Ella, I have to tell my father you've accepted my hand. I'll see you tonight, is that all right?"
"Of course," I said. I noticed we were at the gate to my house, and curtsied wobbily to him as he walked away, holding onto the gate for support. It wasn't just my clumsiness that had me wobbily. I walked into the house, my whole body shaking, and went into the kitchen. It smelled wonderfully of Mandy's cooking. She was standing over a steaming pot, but when I came in she turned around.
"And just where have you been?" demanded Mandy.
"With Anthony," I said, sitting in a chair.
"Doing what?"
"Getting engaged and seeing Char propose," I said.
"Oh," said Mandy. It took her a moment to register what I said. When she did, she let out a squeal of delight and pulled me out of my chair to hug me. "You're engaged to Anthony?" she exclaimed. "Oh, that is so wonderful! And what of Char? Who did he propose to?"
"Areida is her name, and she's wonderful. I hate her." I sat back down in my chair.
it was short but i only had like 3 minutes to write it. okay i have to go now.
bye.
review please have a great day.
"Oh," Anthony said nicely. "How do you know Ella?" The tone in his voice and the look on his face told me that he suspected a past relationship between Char and I.
Char and I shared a knowing look, and his fiance caught it. Anthony didn't, and I was thankful for that. Char cleared his throat and looked at the ground for a moment, then back to me. I gave a slight shrug, and Char looked back to Anthony. "We WERE friends," he said, fake happiness filling his voice.
"Oh," Anthony said again. I could tell that he was aching to know why we WERE friends, but out of his politeness he didn't ask.
No one said anything for a moment, then Char remembered his manners. "This is Areida," he said, gesturing to his fiance. She smiled and nodded at me, but there was a sliver of bitterness in her face that made me realize---she loved Char! It wasn't just arranged, she loved him! I had no idea if he loved her back or not, but she certainly had fallen in love with him in the past while.
"Hello, Areida," I said, mispronouncing her name and curtsying clumsily. Both, I admit, were on accident. "It's lovely to meet you." Lovely? Lovely?! I never used that word. Or, if I did, it was under extreme circumstances like this. I think Char noticed that but I'm not sure.
She clenched her jaw momentarily, then curtsied back. Her curtsy, I noticed, was much nicer than mine. "Yes, it's nice to meet you too."
More silence and clearings of the throat. "Well, Ella and I are off to visit my father," said Anthony, offering me his arm. I took it, and he began to lead me away. "It was nice meeting you."
Char and Areida called goodbye to us. We walked away quietly, and when we got out of the grove I realized I had been holding my breath. I let it out slowly. "That was uncomfortable," I said, smiling to my fiance. "Thank you for getting us out of that."
"You're welcome, my love," said Anthony. I felt a twinge of guilt hearing "my love," but I pushed it aside. Char was now permanently someone else's, no matter if I had the curse or not. "Now," continued Anthony, "you have to explain how you and Char know each other."
"We were in love," I said. No point avoiding the subject. If I was honest with him, he wouldn't get angry. "But not anymore. It wouldn't work. And now I'm in love with you," I said, patting his arm affectionately.
"Oh," was all Anthony said. He seemed to be saying that a lot lately. He smiled and kissed my forehead, then took my hands and said, "Ella, I have to tell my father you've accepted my hand. I'll see you tonight, is that all right?"
"Of course," I said. I noticed we were at the gate to my house, and curtsied wobbily to him as he walked away, holding onto the gate for support. It wasn't just my clumsiness that had me wobbily. I walked into the house, my whole body shaking, and went into the kitchen. It smelled wonderfully of Mandy's cooking. She was standing over a steaming pot, but when I came in she turned around.
"And just where have you been?" demanded Mandy.
"With Anthony," I said, sitting in a chair.
"Doing what?"
"Getting engaged and seeing Char propose," I said.
"Oh," said Mandy. It took her a moment to register what I said. When she did, she let out a squeal of delight and pulled me out of my chair to hug me. "You're engaged to Anthony?" she exclaimed. "Oh, that is so wonderful! And what of Char? Who did he propose to?"
"Areida is her name, and she's wonderful. I hate her." I sat back down in my chair.
it was short but i only had like 3 minutes to write it. okay i have to go now.
bye.
review please have a great day.