O.M.G. I posted the chapter up like just about an hour ago, and I can't believe the overwhelming response! You guys rock!
I will post a link to Sonny's dress on my profile soon :D If you want visualize her dress, before I post up the pic, think Rose from the Hollywood Titanic movie :D
Sonny's Point of View
Oh God, I was getting married... I was engaged... at sixteen! To some guy named Cornelius! What kind of name is Cornelius anyway?!
"This is our cabin, Bella," Emilie led me into a cabin, which was surprisingly luxurious- with running water, a bed to myself, (well, myself and Emilie), a little table, chairs, everything! "Here, change into this and come meet me and mum in the banquet hall for tea," she said, tossing me a dress, which was even frillier than the one I was currently wearing, which I didn't think was possible.
It took me a while to get the dress on, but I managed it, and I walked over to the banquet hall.
"Isabella, darling, we've been expecting you," A grey-haired lady greeted, through a forced smile.
I curtsied, then glanced at Emilie. "Oh, I'm sorry Isabella, this is Cornelius' mother- Mrs. Gertrude Hawkins," Emilie explained. I now realized that she would call me Isabella in formal instances like this, and Bella when it was just us.
"Oh, well, it's nice to meet you, Mrs. Hawkins," I stuck my hand out. Mrs. Hawkins just stared at it, and I hesitantly pulled it back.
"Please, take a seat, Isabella," A woman I assumed was my mother told me.
"Oh! my son, and Isabella's future husband is here; introducing my son, Cornelius Hawkins," Mrs. Hawkins announced, as if he were a king or something.
My jaw dropped. Cornelius looked somewhat like... James Conroy?!
"Helloo, Isabella Rose, you're even more beautiful in person," Cornelius flirted, picking up my hand and kissing it. He even had that same sly smile as James.
"Um... hello Jame- I mean- Cornelius," I greeted, hesitantly, pulling my hand back as I did.
This was going to be a loooong tea.
"So, I take it you're coming to the masquerade gala tonight?" He asked, as he forked rather large chunks of cake into his mouth.
"Um, well I'm not so sure,"
"I wasn't asking you to come, I was telling you to come. As my future wife, you should learn how to follow orders," He smirked. Not a cute Chad smirk, but a scary James smirk.
After a few more questions from my "future mother in law" as Emilie put it, and a few more slices of cake and sips of tea, it was finally over, and Emilie and I walked back to our cabin.
I broke down on our bed and started crying. Emilie sat next to me and hugged me, like a sister, or maybe a best friend you've known your entire life would.
"Bella..."
"What? I'm getting married to a jerk, this isn't fair. I'm only sixteen- throwing away my life before I've even starting living it!"
"Bella, I know what you're going through- I'm eighteen going on nineteen, my husband is in New York. I haven't even seen my husband, Bella. It was just arranged, like that. But you- you're in love...,"
"Love? With who?" I asked, frazzled.
"Oliver! Your lips might say you don't, but I see the way you look at each other- it's in your eyes how much you two care for each other. You're so happy when you're with him, Bella. That's why I'm going to help you out tonight," Emilie said, getting up and grabbing two silver masks out of our wardrobe. (A/N: They used to call closets "wardrobes" back in the day :D )
Me? In love with Chad?
"Help me out? how?"
"Look in the mirror- our hair is almost exactly alike. If I put on the mask, and wear the dress Mrs. Hawkins picked out for you to wear, Cornelius won't have a clue that it's me he's dancing with and not you, and while I'm pretending to be you at the gala, you can go find Oliver," Emilie smiled, handing the mask to me.
"Emilie, I can't let you do that,"
"Yes, you can... what are best friends- er- cousins, for? I'm not going to let you throw your life away like I did. Even if you found true perfect love for one night, It'd all be worth it, because you'd remember it forever," Emilie reasoned, hugging me.
This girl was an angel... I felt like I had known her my entire life when really, it was only for a few hours. "Emilie, I can't thank you enough," I managed to choke out, through my happy tears.
"Don't thank me- go run to Oliver," she whispered, giving my hand a little squeeze then shooing me away, with a big grin on her face.
Sorry this Chapter was so short- I'm planning something really big for the next one, and this looked like a good place to end before starting something big :D
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Btw, just wondering... How do you guys like having Emilie in the story? Do you like her or should I just like have her randomly disappear from the story?
