Chapter 2
Bethany
I run my finger's over the leather spines of the books. The castle's library is huge, but I doubt there's one book that will help me out with my current situation. Our parent's are normally very open with us. But, apparently, they conveniently forgot to tell us, we have to get married. I don't want to get married. I'm perfectly happy right now. I don't want a man to control my life.
I pulled a book off the shelf without looking at it and go to my chair in the corner of the spacious room. I curl up and notice what book I happened to pick. Pride and Prejudice. "Just what I need," I say under my breath. "A book all about marriage and romance."
I was too lazy to get a new book so I decided to stick with Austen. I unwillingly got sucked into the timeless love story of Elizabeth Bennett and Mr. Darcy.
I finally closed the book and called it quits for the day.
"Finally done reading?" a voice asked from behind.
I jumped. "Matt! How long have you been here?" Matt Isiel is my father's chief advisor. He has curly brown hair and brown eyes. We've been best friends since I was five. He's twenty-three and I'm twenty.
"I've been here long enough to know you must be hungry by now. Let's go see if Jennifer left anything for us to eat.
I followed him out of the library. We went through numerous hallways, staircases, and passages before reaching the kitchens. Surprisingly, Jennifer wasn't in there. We said hello to the cooks and sat down at a small table in the corner. The cooks put it there after realizing how much the princesses love their food. It was already covered with delicious deserts.
"Anything exciting happen today, Beth?" Matt asked after scarving down a cookie.
I looked him at him incredulously. "Have you not heard the news? I have to get married in four months!"
He looked at me guiltily. "Well, I...umm..."
"You mean to tell me you already knew about this, Matt?" Now I was mad. Matt and I tell each other everything. I think he could have at least told me this.
"Well, yes. I did. But I had to swear not to tell you. I would have told you otherwise." He seemed apologetic. But should I trust him?
"Okay, Matt. You want to help me find a husband?" I asked, jokingly.
"Sure, Beth. Just put on some of that skank clothing and start singing on a table. That's sure to get someone's attention." (AN: Bethany actually does this in real life)
"Matt, you are such a meanie. I hate you." I told him.
"No, I think you still love me." This is what I love so much about Matt. We can flirt all we want, without me having to worry he's going to read way too much into it. Don't cha just love gay guy friends?
AN: Mwah-ha-ha-ha! I had you there, didn't I? Ya'll thought Bethany and Matt were going to get together, making my story even more cliche! Please review!