Again I do not own twilight or any of Anna Godbersen's books e.g The Luxe.
Id like to say thankyou to RosesBetweenTheThorns for being the first to review the previous chapter and giving me the courage to post the second chapter.
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Chapter Two- Lanett has worries
Penelope Hayes stood there in front of her tall, ivory mirror, examining her appearance. Her maid Lanett had just awoken her, and her mother was still in bed, most certainly recovering from the Richmond's ball that took place the night before.
Her body wrapped in a golden robe after having a wash, and her jet-black hair hung beautifully over the nape of her back.
One would probably not describe Penelope as beautiful, but her features most certainly were. Along with her jet-black hair, she had the most interesting shade of green eyes anybody had ever seen. Her eyes were quite small but any boy just by looking into them would find himself getting lost in them even with a map in hand. Her lips were full and a deep blush of red covered her cheeks permanently, the rest of her features though were more slender and thin. All these features, as beautiful as they were, didn't seem quite suited for her. Well maybe her mouth did. Penelope was a fairly loud girl, who always got what she wanted. She always wore red, and while most girls from any wealthy family, worked at being a lady, Penelope focused on how to get any man she wanted and how to get noticed.
Over the last few months though, she surly had got her self-noticed but not all for the right reasons.
She let out a sigh as she undid her robe and let her maid slide on the deep crimson red corset. As Lanett started to tie the corset quite tightly, Penelope noticed a pain suddenly appear in her stomach. It was the same pain that had been appearing for the last couple of days. She suddenly felt quite faint.
"Miss Hayes are you feeling ok?" Lanett sounded worried Penelope thought. Good, at least someone cared.
"Im fine thank you, just carry on doing your job"
"Yes Mistress."
A few minuets later, Penelope started to make her way to the kitchen feeling rather hungry. She walked down the three sets of stairs, trailing her hand carefully over the golden banister.
When Penelope was a little girl, her brother would swing her over the banister pretending he was going to drop her. She would just laugh of course, for she knew her loving brother would never do such a thing to hurt her, and she quite enjoyed this game.
She felt her face start to go red and her eyes started to get moist as she thought about her brother. He dad was standing by a gold framed mirror in the sitting area doing up his tie, getting ready for a meeting.
Penelope stood on the bottom step quietly for a few minuets.
Eventually her father gave up and turned around to look at her. He looked her up and down, and gave her a disapproving look, before turning back to the mirror.
Her father was a plump bald man with little whiskers coming from his bottom lip.
As a child Penelope had once tried to pull one of these whiskers out when her Father was asleep, and she soon learnt her lesson for doing so. For a few days Penelope could not sit down for such a scolding she had received from her fathers slipper.
She hurried of to the kitchen clutching the ends of her dress, knowing the tears she had been holding in for such along time, where about to spill.
"Everyone get out!" she screamed as she opened the kitchen doors. "GET OUT!" the maids did as she said and scuttled out of the room.
She rested her back on the wall and dragged her body down as she hugged the red fabric of her dress and stared to cry.
Why did she have to get everything wrong? But when you fall in love, how does anyone have the right to tell you that that is wrong.
She suddenly felt the pain in her stomach again and ran up leaning across the sink and gagged.
Nothing came up seeing as she had not eaten in the last couple of days. Whatever she ate, it simply did not settle in her stomach.
Penelope began to weep again, louder this time.
Just then the kitchen doors swung open, and a nervous looking Lanett appeared.
"Erm Miss Hayes?" she said politely
"What?" Penelope snapped.
"There's someone here to see you."
Just then a girl wearing a lacy, peach coloured dress appeared.
She was wearing a matching hat that sat on her long, blonde wavy hair, and had the most dazzling blue eyes she had ever seen.
Penelope looked at the girl and suddenly found her self feeling so much better.
With that the girl dropped to her knees and but her arms round Penelope.
"Oh Panel, what sort of trouble have we got our self into this time?"
At the door, Lanett stood watching the two girls quietly.
She felt her head begin to clear of all worries for Penelope, but then the feeling passed and her worries returned. Not just for Penelope, but now for Elizabeth as well.
Elizabeth Adora Holland was back. For good? But how long will it be before she causes scandal in New York City again?