Charlie and Bella arrived home. She marched up the stairs and went up to her bedroom. Charlie didn't even bother to say good night to her, he knew that she wanted to be alone. Bella changed into her pajamas and went to bed. As she lied on her bed, she thought about what happened tonight. That handsome jerk prince and her embarrassing Charlie in front of the king and the royal family. It was a disaster. But there were some good things that happened. Like her hearing Carlisle yelling at Edward for his misbehavior. She certainly enjoyed that, except for the fact that Carlisle and Edward caught her eavesdropping. The king didn't mind much, but Edward did. He looked at her with cold, dark eyes. The phrase if looks could kill ran through her mind. (That's from Twilight!) She shook all thoughts out of her head and decided to just go to sleep. She woke up the next morning to hear the voice of Charlie calling her.
"Bella! Bella!"
Uh! What now?! She thought
She walked down the stairs sleepily and said,
"Yes grandfather?" while yawning.
"Go take a shower and get dressed, the royal family is coming over." That woke her up with a jolt.
"The royal family's coming here?! To our home?!"
"Yes. Now please hurry Bella I still need your help to clean and cook."
She went upstairs, took a shower and put on one of her best dresses. She went downstairs and started to help Charlie cook and clean. They weren't rich so they didn't have any maids. So that meant that they had to do everything themselves. After an hour or two later they were done and the doorbell rung almost simultaneously. Charlie was so nervous he was sweating and she could almost hear his heartbeat. He went up to the door and opened it.
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