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As time went on Katherine went off to college to follow her dreams, that had made Charlotte think deeper into her future. As for Pierre he went to church regularly and had walked in the park regularly with Charlotte which never got as intense like their first walk.

"You've already given your life to God, right Charlotte?" Pierre asked one time.

"I have, yes. Back at Lybitt. When I was 14" She replied as Pierre went drifting off into his thoughts again.

Then on the last day of their holiday in their senior year Pierre was gave his life to God. Afterwards Charlotte and Pierre had another walk in the park together, enjoying their time with each other knowing that both of them had been accepted to two different colleges and would be apart for quite some time.

"I'm so proud of you, Pierre" Charlotte said as they approached the river arm in arm

"Well without you, I wouldn't have gone to church, so thank you" He said gratefully

"But I didn't push you, you just found yourself deeply intrigued on you first day" She replied blushing

"Well that's not the only thing I'm thanking you for"

"Oh really? I'm not worth that much thanks, am I?"

"Yes, Charlotte, you are. You mean so much to me" He blurted out and began to blush at his own words. She turned to him touched at his words.

"I … I do?" she asked, her heart skipping a beat when he wrapped his arms around her waist

"You do" he said, she cupped his face with a hand and smiled

"You mean so much to me, Pierre" Charlotte said anticipating for what was to come next. He leaned in and kissed her, only intending to give her gentle kiss but when she kissed back the kiss deepened. She wrapped her arms around his neck, never wanting the moment to end, they only pulled apart when they needed to breathe. They looked into each other's eyes afterwards, replaying what had just happened in their heads

"Pierre" Charlotte whispered

"Charlotte" He whispered back

She rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes while she was still holding him, "Don't let me go" Charlotte whispered, trying to hang onto the moment they were having.

"I won't Charlotte, I won't. Promise after college you'll come back to Pyrus"

"I Promise"

The next morning Pierre was woken up by his brother shaking him, "Phillipe?" Pierre whispered sitting up in his bed. He looked at his alarm it wasn't yet to ring in half an hour, "Phillipe why did you wake me up earlier than usual?"

"Because you might want to get out early"

"What? Why?" Pierre asked, Phillipe handed him the newspaper, which had a picture of him and Charlotte kissing on the cover "how did the press get this?" Asked practically yelling as got to his feet

"I don't know but they must have realized you'd become a regular at church"

"Great, I don't have time to have a lecture from mother and father"

"Sure, a lecture" Phillipe said sarcastically

"I've got to talk to Charlotte" Pierre said ignoring his brother's comment.

After a few minutes of rushing to get ready for school, the brothers tried to sneak out of the palace but before Pierre could turn the handle

"Don't you two dare try to sneak out" Clarisse said from across the room, anger colouring her voice. Pierre dropped his hand from the handle and turned around to see his parents across the room infuriated, they were caught and they couldn't run. They both walked towards their parents, heads hanging low.

"Pierre Renaldi, do you care to explain this" Rupert said handing him the newspaper, he stared at the picture of Charlotte and him kissing. He had mixed feelings of the kiss, on one hand he kissed the girl he had been head over heels for, for quite some time and on the other hand here he was, being questioned by his parents because the press had caught the moment and published it to Genovia.

"Well boy do have anything to say" Rupert said, Pierre didn't reply. He couldn't say he was sorry for kissing Charlotte; he also couldn't say it was an accident or her own doing and he definitely could say he regretted kissing her.

"I trusted you, Pierre" Clarisse said filled with disappointment "I didn't think you were going to church to see this girl, I thought you were better than that", Pierre still didn't reply, he still stared at the picture

"Who is she? Where did you meet her?" Rupert asked, his voice still filled with anger

"Her name is Charlotte and we met at school" Pierre replied quietly

"Does she have a title?" Clarisse asked, he shook his head, "Is she the only girl you've gone to "church" with?" Clarisse asked but before Pierre could reply Rupert said "She better have been, for I will not have Genovia thinking that their crown prince is a womanizer"

"Charlotte is the only girl I've had my eye on for years, she is the person who invited me to church and after every service we would have a short stroll through the park. Yesterday we shared our first kiss and I do not know how the press found us but they must have realized that I've been attending regularly and have been watching me from a distance" Pierre said finally getting the courage to speak. There was a silence for a moment before Rupert spoke up "Well, Pierre you soon must understand that your country comes before your heart. I'm sorry son but I cannot approve of Charlotte, she and her family has no title and I have not been shown any sign that she would be appropriate to be crown princess"

After a long car ride Pierre exited the car hearing whispers all around him but he didn't care, he was looking for Charlotte but she wasn't anywhere she usually would be. He wanted to call her name but he also didn't cause attention, he looked everywhere and before he was about to give up he saw a dark silhouette of a girl leaning against a tree on the far side of the field playing with her skirt. "Charlotte" he whispered under his breath. He began running towards the tree thinking what to say to her. When he was a few feet away from the tree he could see that she was crying and he began to run faster.

"Charlotte" He said when he was in front of her

"Pierre!" She looked up and wrapped her arms around him, resting her head on his shoulder.

"It's alright, I'm here" He said wrapping his arms around her and kissing the top of her head. "Are you alright?"

"Pierre, everyone is looking at me differently, even the teachers! And I can hear them all whisper behind my back … I hate it"

"You have to ignore them, anyway you don't have to put up with them for too long, it'll be okay. How was your parent's reaction?"

"They were angry, they gave me an entire lecture about church and having my love life in different times and respecting the church's holy grounds … but I guess it wasn't as bad as when your parents found out" She lifted her head and looked into his eyes

"Well they were pretty infuriated, they too gave me a lecture … well really a rant"

"They didn't approve of me, didn't they?" She asked softly looking into his eyes, he tried to avoid her eyes but he couldn't. He hung his head low and shook his head "No" he said lowly. She let out a sigh "It's alright Pierre, it … it was just a kiss"

"But it's a kiss I've been longing for, for years"

"Pierre" She said looking down, drawing herself from him

"No please Charlotte, I don't want to be separated from you … we can be together secretly, in our own little world" he said pulling her in, holding her tighter. She gave a small smile and brushed his face softly with her hand, "In our own little world … until the end of the year"

For the rest of the year the couple had secret dates living in a secret world of bliss. Pierre was soon allowed to go back to church but with tighter bodyguards and absolutely no strolls in the park.

Soon it was the day of Pierre's and Charlotte's departure in the airport to their different colleges, outside an empty hallway was Charlotte holding a piece of paper close to her heart, her heart was beating fast and it only grew faster as the time went by. Soon a dark figure came from the corner, it began running and when the figure came into the light Charlotte realized it was Pierre and she began running to him. "Pierre" she whispered as their foreheads leaned against each other's and they wrapped their arms around each other.

"Charlotte" He smiled, Charlotte pulled back but he still had his arms around her waist.

"I got the letter, I love it, thank you"

"I meant every word"

"And I cherish every word" She said wrapping her arms around his neck again and kissed him, he returned the kiss. The kiss lasted until they needed air, 'that could've been our last kiss' Pierre thought. "So this is it" Charlotte whispered as she rested her head on his shoulders.

"I guess it is, but remember you promised to end up in Pyrus after college"

"Don't worry, I'll keep my promise", she looked into his blue eyes and cupped his face with hand and smiled. Then she looked at her watch "I've got to go, Pierre" she said with a tear falling down her face.

"Okay Charlotte, you meant the world to me"

"And you meant everything to me" She said pulling herself from his grip, she began to walk away then she turned around "Goodbye Pierre"

"Goodbye Charlotte".

Once Charlotte sat down on her plane seat she pulled Pierre's letter from her handbag.

Dear Charlotte,

I've written this letter because I couldn't sleep without wanting to leave you with a keep safe, something that reminds you that without you I couldn't have found so many things – the Lord, confidence and love.

Our first kiss may have caused us trouble afterwards but I'll never regret it, I'd longed for it for such a long time. You gave me a reason to rebel and go against my parent's wishes for the first time, I don't know what goes over me when it comes to you … You mean so much to me.

I didn't want you to forget that, so by the time you read this I have found my way to sneak this into your mailbox. If you get this in time meet me in gate 0 at 8:00AM, that is the gate I am to go to, to get onto my plane but I need to see you before I leave Genovia.

God Bless,

Pierre

She read the letter over and over again, tears threatening to fall. She held the letter close to heart, 'Oh Pierre … I couldn't find so many things without you' she thought barely keeping herself together.

She put the letter on her lap and looked out the window as the plane took off, 'But now to focus on my dreams … even though it will never happen if I keep my promise'