A/N: I've just changed my chapters' début. I'm over with Lullaby, though I'm still listening to it while writing, and am now settled through Kiss it goodbye's lyrics for a few chaps... ;)

6. Don't be surprised.

"Don't be surprised When you swallow all your pride It's tough to see through bullshit When it's up above your eyes."

When I entered the house, I automatically saw Amanda standing out of Mr Bennett's office, with voices coming from it. When I stood before the door, I saw Mrs Bennett, her hands on Jane's shoulders, addressing a man standing in front of all the remaining Bennett's daughters.

"This therefore, is Miss Elizabeth." The man's voice was most bothering. The kind of voice you would perfectly see on a perv.

Then I understood he was talking of Amanda, who shook her head most vigorously.

"Elizabeth is presently in town." Mrs Bennett seemed to be more than shocked that someone could think Am' was her daughter. I silently giggled.

"At this time of year? Well, we shall not tell Lady Catherine." Yeah, right, the most boring speech I've ever listened to. "Her Ladyship is very firm about the season."

At that precise moment though, it suddenly clicked. Lady Catherine, dearest cousins all. That man should be Collins! And by the look of it, he must be less charming than Tom Hollander!

Mrs Bennett let out a little squee and then gestured towards Amanda, and me apparently. "We have in her place Miss Amanda Price, and her cousin, Miss Angelina Johnson."

I entered the room to greet Collins. Oh. My. God. That man was a creepy one. Just imagine Voldemort and Snape having a child. That would be him. Good God!

I curtsied but a little late, though he didn't seem to pay attention to me at all. Thank heavens!

"You will stay to diner Mr Collins?"

Mr Bennett rolled his eyes. "Mr Collins will stay the fortnight. Is that not the plan?"

"Oh, two whole weeks." Beside her mother, Mary looked most disgusted. I understood her, poor creature. "We are so fortunate Mr Bennett." Yeah, tell me about it!

"Indeed, the Lord has spilled upon us!"

Then the girls went out of the room giggling, and I just followed, though I headed right to Lizzie's room to avoid any weird conversation Mrs Bennett would probably have about her daughters marrying the creep.

I must admit, at that time of day, I would have liked nothing more than being hit on by George Wickham!

The following day, I was watching out my window, with Amanda sneekering wherever she would, when I spotted Collins going towards Jane, who was gardening. I sensed a shudder in my spine. Bad bad bad.

I saw him pick her hand and kiss her gloves, then shoot her the most horrible smile I've ever seen in my life. I made a disgusted noise and returned to my quiet staring at the scenery.

Then I heard my cousin's voice, or yell should I say, in the garden. I looked at the scene playing before my eyes, eyes which were wide open. Mr Collins was kneeling in front of Jane, who was sitting on a bench, and Amanda was gripping Charlotte Lucas' hands as to pull her towards. Oh no, here she went again. Trying to fix what didn't need to be. And then Charlotte ran away, obviously crying, and Jane followed soon after. But the most surprising thing was that Collins got up and walked to Am' looking as if he would ask her to marry him. Oh God!

I ran down the stairs and started to look out for her, but none of them was to be seen. That's when I stopped by research in the park that I heard Lydia, Kitty and Mary giggling in front of the house, most probably greeting someone.

"...Well, he's only been here one night, and he's proposed...to Miss Price!" I knew it! Filthy moron!

"Good Lord!" So that was Bingley and Darcy then.

"Isn't it immense?"

"Colossal! Has she accepted him?"

"There are to be married within the fortnight." Oh dear... Tell me I didn't hear that!

"Come in gentlemen, and see this Collins for yourself."

"Oh do say you shall!"

"We shall."

"Hurrah! We shall have cake!" Well, that and your flat breast, I'm afraid you won't find a husband soon, Kitty...

"Are women not curious, Darcy?"

I decided to step out of the shadows. "Indeed we are, Bingley. I sometimes do not comprehend my kind either."

The two gentlemen turned to me and bowed. "Miss Johnson! What a pleasure to see you again!"

"It's a pleasure too, sir. Shall I accompany you inside?"

Darcy bowed his head and I stepped in front of them.

Oh Jesus. I swear you won't see anything more disturbing than my sweet tiny cousin, stretching her hand out beside the monstrous Collins. Worse than that, wearing an engagement ring. I would vomit if I wasn't a good girl...

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