Chapter Seven

Jennifer

It was three weeks after Sam's injury and I was getting ready for my third blind date. My first two were disasters: Prince Luthor was arrogant and downright ugly. The whole time he talked about his...well, yeah. My second date seemed nicer, but admitted he was only doing this to get closer to Matt. At least they're happy now...

Asha leaped into my room. "Jennifer, I really, really hope this time the guy is worth it. And even if he's not at least flirt with him. Smile at him. And first talk about you. Then talk about you and him. Then slowly bring the conversation to him. It works like a charm." I nodded, pretending I would actually use her tactics. With that she left me, so I could finish getting dressed.

I finally got ready (with the help of two maids, one make-up artist, a hair stylist, and my outfit coordinater-I lovingly dubbed them "the crew") and went into the throne room to say bye. Bethany, Asha, and Matt were in there, helping Eduardo plan for the ball.

"Well, I'm gonna go. Do you know where Samantha is? I haven't seen my Sammie at all today."

"Yeah, I haven't seen her either. But good luck with that date!" Asha said.

Bethany and Matt looked at each other. "Are you guys not telling me something?"

Matt laughed. "Don't you think it's weird that Samantha and Lord Deveroe have been missing at the same time? Maybe they're doing...something."

Whoa. That was a weird thought. But, anythings possible. And that seemed like the most reasonable explaination at the moment. But, still...Sam and Phillip...hmm...

Ding. Dong. (the wicked witch is dead-lol srry bout that random Wizard of Oz moment) Ding. Dong. I looked at the huge clock in the back of the room. Crap, I'm going to be late.

"Bye. I really got to go! I told Duke Mabry I'd meet him at six," I said as I rushed off.

"You look charming," Eduardo shouted off after me.

I certainly hoped I looked charming after all the time it took for the crew to get me ready. They stuck me in a dark green velvet dress. It had a simple design with pearls sewn on the front. It clung to my skinny frame. My hair was let down in loose ringlets down my back. I think I looked pretty good. Hopefully the vicount would think so too.

I rushed around the corner just as the clock finishing its annoying ding-donging. That wasn't too smart. I tripped on the hem of my dress and fell over. Too bad the crew couldn't see me now, I thought sarcastically to myself. There was a small grass stain on the dress and my hair was all over my face. I'm sure I look charming now.

I started to stand up, but someone grabbed my hand and pulled me the rest of the way up.

"Thanks...umm, I'm sorry but I don't think I know your name," I said not looking at the person. I finally glanced up. OMG, this guy is HOT! Blonde hair, blue eyes...I really hope he can't read my mind because he'd be freaked out by now. He probably already thinks I'm a few logs short of a roaring fire.

"You're welcome, Princess Jennifer. I'm the Duke of Mabry. But you can call me Andrew."

"Then call me Jennifer, Andrew."

"Alright, Jennifer. Why don't we go?" he asked.

I nodded, so we walked in the direction of the carriages. We got in one and talked on the way to the restaurant. No, I did not do anything Asha told me to do. Except smile...at gorgeous Andrew.

We went to my favorite restaurant, Maverick's Tavern. It's way up in the mountains, so it took a while to get there. It's really worth it though. Maverick's makes the best steak in Bromissia. The world even! Andrew and I talked about crazy royals, such as Paris Hulge. I laughed when he told me the time he went to her castle and her cat, Fairy Dust, peed on him.

"Nowadays, I'm a dog person," he said with a straight face.

"Me too. I have two dogs: Sheba and Cheeto. They're my babies," I told him. Sheba's a German shephard and Cheeto's a chihuahua. They're sooo cute!

We finally reached Maverick's Tavern. I didn't even have to order, the chef knows my favorite. I was just about to die from hunger when my steak came. Phillip didn't even make fun of me for eating alot of food like everyone else does. He just said he was happy I wasn't one of those anorexic people who never ate.

"I could never have an eating disorder, Andrew. I LOVE eating!" I told him.

He just laughed at me.

Later that evening, we were sitting on a bench outside of Maverick's Tavern. I turned to Andrew.

"Well, I guess you've already heard about the ball we're going to throw..."I trailed off.

"Yeah, I did. I got an inventation last week."

"Oh," I said so brilliantly. "Well, I was wondering if you'd like to go to the ball with me? I mean, I'll have to dance with other guys or my mother will throw a fit. But I'll try to spend most of the evening with you. I mean, if you want to go with me. You don't have to," I babbled. Great, now I sound smart.

But, Andrew wasn't put off by my stupidity. "Sure, that would be fun."

YEAH! SCORE! I was extremely happy. I was also sure nothing could change that feeling.

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