Authoress Note: Welcome to Chapter 9 of Go That Far. I want to thank those who have left reviews for this story. It really does mean a lot to me that you guys are enjoying this story. I hope that you guys enjoy this next part of the story. Without further ado Chapter 9. ENJOY!
Chapter 9
The following day after Melinda told Raoul and Beatrice that Mr. Andrews had invited them to lunch when the two girls were getting ready.
"I hate these stupid things." Melinda said, gasping as Beatrice tightened Melinda's corset.
Beatrice let out a sigh. "I'm sorry Melinda, but you know that it is only fitting since we are wearing dresses like this." Beatrice said as she helped Melinda into the gown that they decided was best for her to wear. Beatrice smiled. "Purple always looks great on you."
Melinda smiled and turned around. "Well... that red gown looks wonderful on you."
Beatrice blushed. What she was wearing was actually a simple gown. Her strawberry blond hair was put up into a simple updo. Beatrice put Melinda's dark hair into an updo as well. "There... Why did Mr. Andrews invited the three of us to lunch today? Did you have something to do with that?" She asked Melinda as she picked up a simple Garnet necklace and put it around her neck.
"No, Mr. Andrews asked and I told him that we would be there." Melinda said with a smile. Melinda noticed the necklace. "Bea... isn't that the necklace that your mother gave you?" Melinda knew that she was going to regret saying that. Melinda and Beatrice never talked about Beatrice's mother.
Beatrice didn't say a word. She stayed silent as she looked in the mirror. A sad expression was on her face. She quickly put light makeup onto her face. "You should do your makeup." She said softly as she moved away from the mirror. She couldn't talk about her mother, it was too painful for her to do so.
Melinda let out a sigh and moved to the mirror. She put her make up on which wasn't heavy either. "We are supposed to meet up with Mr. Andrews on the Grand staircase." She said with a sad smile.
Beatrice nodded her head.
There was a knock on the door. "Are you two decent?"
"Yes, Raoul we are." Melinda said as she walked over to the door trying not to trip over her gown.
"Are we going to have another spill today?" he asked teasingly as he saw the way Melinda was carefully holding up the hem of her dress.
"I hope not," Melinda grinned as Beatrice joined them by the door. Then she added to Beatrice under her breath, "But I ain't making any promises."
Beatrice gave her a short look before going over to take Raoul's arm and Melinda took the other.
Once again Melinda's mind was at work. She most certainly was going to have another spill.
They were just around the corner from the Grand Staircase when she released the hold on her dress, allowing the hem to fall to the floor and her natural ability to muck things up took over. She only made it a few steps after that before catching her foot on the dress and falling to the floor.
"Well at least you didn't bring us with you that time," Beatrice quipped looking at Melinda her brows raised slightly knowing that she had mucked things up again. She was concerned that Melinda had hurt herself this time.
"Are you alright, Melinda?" Raoul asked and held out his hand for her.
"Oh sure," she began to shrug it off, but as he pulled her to her feet she put on the best pained expression she could manage. "Perhaps I'm not. It seems I've gotten myself good this time. I'm sorry. Bea, could you go ahead and tell Thomas we'll be a few moments? I'm afraid I'll be moving a bit slower."
Beatrice got a nervous look and was instantly suspicious when she told her to go ahead and not Raoul. But she knew any arguments would be ignored. "Right," she swallowed and began walking on her own towards the stairs.
"Alright, now that she's not here to listen," Melinda instantly dropped the act and grinned at Raoul. "I need your help with her."
"Uh-oh," Raoul raised an eyebrow and chuckled slightly. "I remember that look from our childhood. What do you have for our poor sister?"
"It's nothing bad," Melinda replied. "But I happen to know she likes Mr. Andrews, and he feels the same for her. And you and I are going to make sure they are alone together as often as possible, starting with lunch today." Raoul began to grin as Melinda filled him in on what she had planned.
"You're playing matchmaker again. Don't let Beatrice find out about this. She just might lose it on you this time." Raoul said with a smile. "But I will help out."
Melinda grinned knowing that her plan was going according to what she was planning in her brain. She was thankful that Raoul was willing to go with her plan. She could only hope that Beatrice wouldn't find out about it because it could possibly end badly if she ever found out the truth of the fall.
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This is the end of Chapter 9. I hope that you guys enjoyed this chapter. I know that there isn't much going on in this chapter, but I do promise you that things will pick up. I hope that this chapter turned out well. Please leave a review and let me know what you think. Reviews actually help me keep going when it comes to writing stories. I hopefully will update next week with a brand new chapter. Until next time.