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When the butler came to answer the door, it was very unfortunate for Liz that her mother was standing right behind him. Lucky for Liz, Gillette was a pretty big guy, so she could easily hide behind him. Once the door was open and the butler realized that Elizabeth was right behind him, he moved away.

"Sam, may I inquire to the occasion?" Elizabeth asked immediately.

"Certainly, Miss Swann. You see your daughter has decided to-"

"Samuel Gillette, I hardly know what you are speaking about, but I do know that my name is no longer Miss Swann. Do I make myself clear? And you may tell the commodore that until he can come to terms with that fact, I will no longer tolerate him. Now, about my daughter?"

"Which one, Miss Turner?"

"Mrs. Turner, and Julia, I know for a fact that Elizabeth is right upstairs."

As Gillette was about to contradict Elizabeth, Liz kicked the back of his knee cap in order to shut him up. Coming out from behind him, Liz attempted to stand like her sister.

'If mum thinks I'm still upstairs, then I won't even have to act like I don't know where Julia is.'

"Julia Elizabeth Turner! You better have a damn well good excuse for being here!"

"Mum! Uhhh."

"That will be all Sam. Good Day!"

"Yes, Mrs Turner. Good day."

Slamming the door shut, the two women found themselves entering the parlor where another maid was dusting. Sighing heavily, Elizabeth sent the maid for a cool, refreshing glass of water while falling into a chair. As Liz was about to do likewise, her mother stopped her.

"How dare you!" Elizabeth practically yelled "Being brought home twice in one day! How dare you!"

"I-"

"Silence! How do you even think of speaking at this moment? That's right! Now. Do you have an explanation to your deplorable behavior?"

"Of course!"

"Go ahead then"

'Wait! This could be my only chance to really get Julia back. Mmmm.'

"Well, you see it's all really Elizabeth's fault."

"Don't you DARE blame your sister on this. You have no one to blame but yourself!"

"Well it is her fault. See she called me a whore so I had to go for a walk to clear my head. While I was out on this walk, I ran into Ian. We then decided to go to the docks and then we ran into Commodore Norington. He told us that we were young little miscreants ( that needed to go home. Then Ian grabbed his wig and threw it into the water. So you see, I really can't be blamed for this."

"Julia Turner, I am thirty-four years old. Do you honestly think I would believe that: a, Elizabeth called you a whore and b, this Ian would take the commodore's wig?"

"Yeah."

"Well do you take me for a fool?"

"Yeah. I'm sorry."

"JULIA! Are you even listening to me?"

"Yes, yes, of course."

"What was the last thing I just said?"

"I don't know!"

"That's enough! We are going to a dinner party tonight and I expect to see you properly dressed within the hour. Tell your sister to get prepared. You will be on your best behavior and if you are not I will personally make sure that you will pay severely. Do I make my self clear, Julia Elizabeth Turner?"

"Crystal."

"GOOD! Get upstairs!"

'Damn'

A/N: PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!! There wer 13 hits for the last two chapters I wrote, but not a single reiew!!!! Please give me some feedbackto make this a better story. Thanks

Julia

Oh, and by the way, I'm looking for a beta reader..anyone interested??