OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRY! I can't express how much I appreciate the reviews for this story! For all you people who stayed loyal to this story, you are all SAINTS! I would have chewed me out long ago for not posting up the new chapter for this for so long. Without further adue, I give you more of My Little Princess!

My Little Princess - Chapter three

Over the next month and a half or so, Arthur kept schooling me on english under Our Tree by the creek every day at 10 o'clock in the morning, even though we were doing something else more than not. I enjoyed our time together nonetheless, no matter what we were doing.

Some days we went exploring, some times we swam in the creek, and others he either taught me more english or we just laid there in the grass, staring up at the clouds. I never cared what we did, as long as he was doing it with me.

After some time, we began to grow much closer and I started growing more fond of him. I'd never felt closer to any of my friends back in Paris the way I felt close to Arthur. He was much different than them, and I couldn't for the life of me understand why.

It seemed like the day when school would begin again would never come, but of course, it did. First grade was approaching and both of us knew it. Neither of us wanted to speak about it though, as if, if we did, the day would come sooner.

When the first day of first grade came, Arthur and I walked there together with Jack and my mother right behind us. It was a quiet walk, save for my soft mumbling to practice my english.

"Have a good first day, kids!" My mother called to us when she and Jack began to leave Arthur and I at the school yard. We waved back with matching smiles, then went in to play with the other children on the lawn until class began.

"Alright children, time to come in now!" A woman called from the door and I assumed she was our teacher, Ms. Héderváry. She had long, brown hair and wore a jade green dress with a white apron over it. I thought she was pretty.

Arthur and I followed the other children inside to where Ms. Héderváry was waiting for us. Before we could take a seat in the desks littering the room, Ms. Héderváry split us into two groups; boys and girls.

I'm not sure if it was my hair that told her that I was a girl, but she ended up placing me on the girl's side facing Arthur and the other boys.

"Now, girls, go sit in the desks on the right. Boys in the desks on the left." When we had done that, Ms. Héderváry began class.

I didn't mind being called a girl for some reason. It didn't bother me, even though boys were the self-proclaimed better half of the human race. I still didn't understand that; girls could be pretty scary too.

Nothing exceptionally special happened during class. Ms. Héderváry had figured out I wasn't completely fluent in english and was actually from France. She gave me a bit of a cold-shoulder after that, as well as the rest of the class. Except Arthur, he only smiled at me.

After class, Jack and my mom came back to take us home. On the way back to our houses, I noticed that Arthur was sneaking looks at me and had a light red tinge to his cheeks. I had wondered if he was ill. Jack seemed to notice as well and smiled a little, not acknowledging it otherwise.

We got home and Arthur and I decided to head back out to Our Tree where he would either continue to school me or we would goof off. We goofed off. The sun began to set sooner than I hoped it would, and we said our goodbyes.

I couldn't help but notice that he'd stuttered when he said goodbye to me and the red on his face. I really hoped he wasn't sick or anything.

Here you go, after all this time! I'm so sorry, really I am. Please don't hate me!

Sincerely yours,

Me