Authors note….

I have tired to get out a prologue and a chapter before I sent this out. Student Council and school work has loaded my down. (Thank god I gave up my NJHS secretary title.) I however get the joy off having one less term project off my project off my shoulders. Also thank the driving god that I don't drive. I barely own the pen and notebook I'm writing on, or anything else you recognize.

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I looked at Kartik at first stunned to see him, my mouth hit the floor. He gave me a sheepish grin,

"I believe formalities are in order Miss Doyle." I raised an eyebrow,

"What? Formalities? When you have the nerve to be in an engaged girls' dressing room? HA!" I said almost mad, (Hence the Almost). He leaned forward and pulled my into a kiss. My breath quickened. I pulled away, suddenly aware of Felicity and Ann. They both gave me a smirk and left. He looked back at me and mumbled

"Now, where were we?" He began to kiss me again and started to fumble around with my dress. My body exhaled noisily as my corset slid down my chemise. He began to kiss my bare neck as I pulled my arms around him kissing him harder. We sank to our knees as my chemise started falling down. I jumped slightly when I felt his hands on my back, which was now bare.

"Kartik…stop," I mumbled, when he didn't listen I grew more agitated.

"Kartik, Stop." I said, more urgently this time.

"Why?" he replied.

"Because this is great and all but we're in a dressing room, and do you realize that my family would disown me if they found I had gone along accordingly?"

"Well….." he said looking into my eyes. I stood back up and began to put my clothes back on when I heard Felicity's voice coming from the outside the door.

"No, wait she hasn't finished getting dressed, she…she umm, no wait stop, DON'T open that door."

I looked over at Kartik, my eyes wide. My dressing room door flew open. Standing with Felicity's hand poised ready to stop the door from opening was Mrs. Middleton. With only one quick second to act before I was disowned, I moved. "Oh thank you, really I am ever so grateful." I said (A/N: it's supposed to sound like she was being fake. Duh she was.) "He just appeared in there once Felicity and Ann left." Grandmama and Mrs. Middleton began to hit him with their purses. As he literally flew out of the shop he leaned forward toward me and whispered, "You know where to find me." In the hiatus of Kartik leaving I began to feel like I was falling. Not in a vision but literally falling. The next thing I knew I was being awoke from inside a carriage.

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Guess what? I got a Kate Spade purse from my parents. As did my sister. My mother got a Prade purse/wallet. I feel like a spoiled brat. Haha. I decided to make one insanely long chapter. With a cut finger.

"Gemma," my Grandmama said. "Simon is here to see you." Simon's calling went by very dismally. He did, however, grow quite concerned for me when he found out about Kartik. After I had reassured him I was fine, he left. As I got up to go to my room the doorbell rang. (A/N: I don't know if they actually had doorbells, bare with me.) "Gemma, darling how about we go into your room." Felicity's voice is nice and chummy, so I immediately adopt the same one. "Why, yes Fee, darling, Grandmama you needn't to wait up." The moment the door is safely shut behind us, Fee put her hands behind her back and began to pace. "Felicity, what's wrong?" She looked at me, her face unreadable. "It's…Ann. You know how she became a teacher?"

"Yes…" I cautiously reply.

"She's pregnant." I looked at unsure if she was telling the truth or not. As Ann wasn't married this was scandalous.

"Are…are you sure? From whom? How? When?"

"I don't know." Felicity wails.

"Calm down, do you know from whom?" She nods her head very slowly.

"Oliver."

"Does this Oliver have a last name?" She suddenly looks like she wishes she didn't know, but then replies "Sandock."

"Ok then its not that bad. He was courting her, and now…" I trail off because of the icy look she gave me.

"He already asked her to marry him."

"Ok, Fee then don't you realize that Ann will be soo much happier."

"This is her second child. Her first was named Georgiana."

She suddenly looks at the clock and announces she must leave. As I watch her figure retreat out of the room, I smile. Ann lost touch with over a year ago. About the time her family took her in as a governess. I am so happy for Ann, and how she took control of her own life. Oliver Sandock was courting her, the last time I saw her she looked so happy to be loved. I left a note to Tom asking if he could make inquiries about an "Annie Sandock," and that it would be great appreciated. I made my way from the room to the kitchen, where my father sat. I sat down next to him in a huff.

"Something bothering you?" I looked at him, so happy that he had gotten better. It had taken nearly a year but he was much better. He had even met another woman, named Evelyn. She was there more as a friend then wife but she made him happy. Which was really all that matter. They still missed mother, and on her birthday would cry.

"Did you ever feel that the world will never change? That it's always going to be like this. How woman and girls are told how to act and told who to marry?" He looked at me with sad eyes.

"It'll change Gemma, I'm not saying tomorrow, or the next day, but it will. Why? Does this have something to do with your wedding?" I glanced sharply at him.

"Father," I began. "I don't love Simon. Not at all, and I most certainly don't want to marry him."

YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Cliffhanger. Sorry after my muses came back form the hills, they realized how hard this was going to be and began one by one to creep back. You know the rule , its time to REVIEW.

How'd you like Ann by the way? I went where this story took me. Time to get dressed, get packed and do a little victory dance to my 2 favorite songs on my ipod. That's for the names, Twisted. You get the props. SirusLeeBrillant I couldn't let you edit it because I needed to get it up fast. I made a promise to myself and to the fans.

-EmilyLara