Authors Note: Hey! JaneAusten here. I'm a terrible person.

the-writing-vampire – Sorry! I know the last chapter had major AN, and I totally get what you're saying, so I'm gonna try to keep this one to a minimum.

banana – Well, let's be thankful that you aren't Will. And remember that he suddenly glared at her for no particular reason. And she was practically stalked by him half the party, and then… yeah. But… I'll try to make her less ticked off, but… let's just see how it turns out.

Zbeth – Thanks for all your faithful (if not somewhat late ;D) reviews for my story! I'll take your suggestions.

RedRose102 – Thanks!

MissLizzyWannabe – Just for you, I will have her be reminded sometime this chapter! :)

Chapterly Quotes With Caitlin! has been voted to be kept, so here is this chapter's quote. It's from Chapter Eleven:

" 'And your defect is a propensity to hate everybody.' {Elizabeth speaking to Darcy}

'And yours,' he replied with a smile, 'is to willfully misunderstand them.' " ~ Jane Austen

Disclaimer: Don't own it. Just the parts you don't recognize are mine.

CHAPTER FIVE:

"Elizabeth was in love with Tyler, but she didn't know it. One of her best friends, Caitlin had told her multiple times that she should have said 'yes' when he asked her out, but she refused to listen; Saying that they were 'just friends'! Of course Caitlin didn't believe her. Plus Tyler was being incredibly sweet to Lizzy, like loaning her money for the dance that week, and letting her watch a movie on his iPod touch. Earlier that year, Tyler and his friend Colton were big jerks to them; and now Tyler had asked her out! Lizzy had sat by Tyler in band (they were both French Horns) and they became friends. But still she insisted on saying that she was content to be friends! How could Caitlin convince her otherwise! To accept Tyler? Could she-"

Lizzie slammed the book shut in disgust. That is what she was talking about with the romance books. Granted, it was for teens, but it was still so…so…fluffy! There was no way that could ever happen in real life. Enemies to lovers? Impossible! That would mean that she and Will could become boyfriend and– eww. It was too gross to think about. Although… No Lizzie! No matter how hot he is, you cannot like him! Remember, he humiliated you in front of half the town! Sighing, Lizzie lay back down on her bed at Longbourn Stables and rested the back of her hand on her forehead, and closed her eyes. Soon after she came home, she had collapsed on her bed with a pounding head and queasy stomach. Thankfully, she hadn't thrown up. Yet. She had started to read Lizzy for Life to take her mind off of her discomfort. Char had insisted that it was one of the best modern romances out there, and it would perk her up right away, and so Lizzie gave it a try. If anything, it had made her stomach feel worse. And sharing the same name of the girl in the book had made her positively nauseous. Lizzie groaned. I must have caught what Jane had! Boy, that was quick. Well, at least it gives me an excuse to not go down and see Will. He was currently downstairs visiting the Bennets. Overhearing her mother – how could she not? – Lizzie figured out that Charlie had insisted on visiting the neighbors to see about buying foundation stallions and mares for Netherfield Acres. Hmm, she thought with a smile, he must have listened to my ideas of where to buy horses. I wonder if he has bought any from anyone yet. And what breed, too. She heard feet come up the stairs to her door and then someone knocked.

"Who is it?" she asked tiredly. It was probably Jane, but there was company; and they might've mistaken her door for the bathroom.

"It's Charlie." Then there was the sound of incoherent words outside her door, and a 'But I don't want to!' was barely audible. Then: "And William," Wow, was she good, or was she good?

Ugh. Why can't Will just leave me alone? Lizzie shifted to get under the covers as quickly as her stomach would allow.

"Come on in, I'm presentable." The door opened and the two handsome men from last night stepped into her room.

"Hey Charlie!" Long pause. "Will. Sorry I had to leave so soon Charlie; I caught a bug that my sister had.

But she's better now, so I should be up and about tomorrow."

"But not sick enough to shout in my face," Will muttered. Charlie shot him a look and elbowed him in the ribs.

"Aw, it's OK Elizabeth. I'm just sorry that you had to get sick. Here; I brought you some books and things, cuz I knew that you'd be bored." Lizzie gave a tired smile to Charlie. Her eyes flickered to Will, but it seemed he was being as cold as ever. His face was completely devoid of emotion.

"You can put them on my bedside table, Charlie. Thanks for being so thoughtful. Hey, I heard my mom talking about our horses. Are you planning on buying any of them?"

"Well, we were just checking out the options, and so we decided to look at all the horses for sale, like you requested. If they sounded good, we would go out to the actual stable and look at them."

"And have you found any yet?"

"Not yet, but Illuminated Hero and Heaven's Splendor sound nice."

"Yeah, they are two of my favorite horses. I think they are gonna do well in the breeding category." She grinned. Then she turned to look at Will, who had stayed quiet the whole time. "Hey, William. Don't you ever talk outside of Netherfield?"

"Not really. I do not like to speak to strangers,"

"Ooh! I'm not a stranger! Hurray!" she cheered. Will's face remained impassive. "Seriously? Are you never gonna show any emotion?" she turned back to Charlie. "Is he always like this?"

"Naw, only to people who he doesn't really know. I mean, you're not a stranger, but you're not his friend…you're more of an acquaintance. No offense or anything! I didn't mean to offend you!" he quickly backtracked. Lizzie smiled.

"None taken. So… William. How was the rest of the party?" At least I'm trying to put him in the conversation! The least he could do is try to talk to me!

"It was…tolerable. The party never really held any interest for me after-" he cut himself off.

"After…?" she encouraged. Finally I can see what he's like! Well, not really… Oh, just shut up, Liz.

She grimaced at herself. I could write a book: How to be an Idiot! Will quickly leapt on the opportunity to get out of what he was going to say.

"You look like you are in need of a Tylenol. I will get you some." he looked intensely at Lizzie, as if looking for something. She just stared quizzically back. "Goodbye," he said, slightly disappointed.

"Bye…" She looked, confused, at Will's back. She turned to Charlie. "So, do you know how to dance?" she asked, remembering her repetitive dream. Charlie grinned.

"Nah, but did ya know that Will used to teach ballroom dancing?"

"Really?" Lizzie asked, intrigued. Going out on a limb, she asked, "Did he teach around eleven years ago?" Charlie seemed to get excited.

"Yeah! He quit teaching though, after this little nine year old girl sassed him and made his life a living hell. Crazy huh? Who would've thought that he'd 'retire' after a nine year old?"

Ooh. Not good. Crap. "Really?" Lizzie asked. "Um…heh heh…what was her name?"

"Um…lemme think…Lizzett, Lindy?" Charlie shrugged. "I don't remember." Will came into the room then, with the Tylenol and a glass of water. "Hey, Will! Ha, remember that nine year old girl that made you quit teaching? What was her name?" Will stiffened. Apparently Lizzie did too good of a job messing with her teacher. She cracked a small, sheepish, smile.

"Her name was Elizabeth, I believe. Here is your Tylenol Eliz…Elizabeth? No…it couldn'tbe! YOU!" Will shouted. Lizzie cringed.

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