This is my attempt at a filler chapter. It's really short, but I want to get to the good part, like, now!

UGH!

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April 6, My room

Amelia Mignonette Grimaldi Thermopolis Renaldo LaFount.

Mia LaFount.

Mrs. Henry LaFount.

OMIGAD.

I will officially be a Mrs. in six months!!!!!

!!!!!

Emma was totally wrong. Henry was NOT going to break up with me.

He was going to PROPOSE TO ME!

EEEEEEE.

Must. Tell. Everyone.

But, Emma is like, never wrong. Maybe she knew Henry was going to propose? Maybe that's why she's been acting so strange. But no. She wouldn't.

I believe that.

I do.

Oh, gosh.

I do.

I have to-um.

I have to go tell Tina! And my mom, and Rocky, and Lee Lee, and Mr. G, and Lilly.

Um. Maybe not Lilly.

But EVERYONE ELSE, PREPARE TO BE CALLED BY A SQUEALING BRIDE TO BE!

Month One, May 7

Today, we officially announced the engagement.

The people of Genovia were ecstatic!

We've decided we're going to have the wedding at the church, Si vous avez regardé cette place, puis Je t'aime. It's not that far from the castle.

Everything is great.

Although, I wish Emma would hang out more often…

Month two, June 15

Grandmere got my dress today.

It's the most fabulous thing I've seen in my life.

It was designed by this French guy, Nom Français Guy. He's a genius. Like, not even joking.

The dress is white (duh) and might as well be strapless because the little satin sleeves that hang on the side of my shoulders don't hold anything up. Once it gets to my waist, it falls out into a satin pool of white (sigh) and has fancy beading down the side.

I love it.

If I weren't marrying Henry, I would marry that dress.

We'd have little half-human half-wedding dress princess babies.

…?

Emma's rubbed off on me, apparently.

Month three, July 7

We're getting into the really boring details now.

All day today, I didn't really pay attention to what anyone was saying.

But the cake is awesome!

Also, I've got all the roles in the wedding down.

I will be the Bride, Henry will be the groom. (Obviously.)

Rocky will be ring barer. Camille will be the oversized flower girl, because I promised her she could.

My dad will walk me down the isle, my mom will sit in the front row and cry.

Tina will be my maid of honor, and Lee Lee and Emma will be Bride's Maids.

Everything else, everyone else, I don't care about. I just want to be married.

Grandmere is gladly taking care of everything.

Perfect.

Month four, August 19

Grandmere has gave me a recap of the already planned wedding.

For the seventy fifth time.

I had said that I didn't want a big wedding, but come on.

If you just look at how happy everyone is, my mom, my dad, Grandmere, Henry, they're so happy. I can't take that from them.

So big wedding it is.

Haven't seen Emma around lately…

Month five

Oh. My. Gosh.

I can't believe how fast this is going.

I can't believe that just ten years ago, I was a skinny, breastless, boyfriendless, courageless little New York chick who had a crush on her best friend's older brother.

Now, look at me. I'm the nicely-filled-out, acceptably-breast-sized, brave, almost married, Princess of Genovia.

Time did me well, I must say.

Finishing touches, finishing touches.

That's all we've been doing lately.

I just want to be married.

We're getting there, Mrs. LaFount. We're getting there.


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