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Sorry for the slower update, I'm sooooo busy! Yeah, excuses, excuses.
Ok, the characters might get a little confusing here (Hey, they did for me, and I'm the writer!), so here's a list of the characters and who they are.
Lady Evelyn- Tyson's mother Nolan- Tyson's seven-year old brother Earl- Alanna's father (No name. I'm too lazy. Plus he's not in the story too much, so whatever)
Lady Annette- Alanna's mother Nicolas- Alanna's twenty-year old brother Devin- Alanna's eleven-year old brother (Alanna also has a younger sister, Leah, but she's too young to go on social calls, so she's not in this chapter.)
There you go! So if you get confused, just look up here!
Blah, blah, blah, here's the next chapter!
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"Miss Alanna, you must hold still!"
Alanna sighed exasperatedly. "Sorry, Margaret."
The maid continued lacing up the back of Alanna's new dress, a beautiful pale yellow gown with a high waistline and three-quarter length sleeves. Alanna crossed her arms and began tapping her foot impatiently.
She glanced in her full-length mirror and groaned inwardly. She looked so ...girly. There was no other word to describe it. Along with her dress, she was wearing matching shoes and an elaborate emerald necklace. Half her hair was pulled up into a bun; the rest was left flowing down her back.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, Margaret stepped back and put her hands on her hips.
"Well, that's as good as it's going to get with you always wiggling around," she said, looking Alanna up and down.
Alanna smiled and gave the middle-aged woman a small hug. "Thanks for putting up with me."
"You're welcome, dear," Margaret said, hugging her back. "Now you'd best get going or your mother will fry you for breakfast."
"I'll see you when I get back," Alanna laughed, grabbing her shawl from her bed.
"Yes, and you can tell me about that handsome young duke everyone's talking about."
As Alanna started to protest, Margaret laughed and shooed her out of the room. "Have a good time!"
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"They've really cleaned the place up," Lady Annette, Alanna's mother, said, clearly impressed, as their coach approached Bentworth Manor. Alanna was also surprised how different the mansion looked in only few days of occupation. The roof had been repaired, the window shutters repainted, and a welcoming light shown out of every window.
"That should say something about what kind of people they are," Nicolas said, leaning over to get a better look out of the carriage window. Alanna smiled at her older brother, very glad he had agreed to accompany them. At least she would have someone to talk to besides Tyson.
Alanna's eleven-year old brother Devin nodded his agreement. "Yeah, rich people."
As Lady Annette gave Devin her lecture on how wealth wasn't important, Alanna sat back in her seat and took a deep breath. It wasn't just that she disliked Tyson, it was also that she hated social calls. The preparation, the small talk, the polite smiles; it was amazing that people went through all that just to appear sociable. It nearly drove her mad!
That, plus the fact that she never seemed to be able to say or do anything right, was a perfect recipe for a horrible evening.
The coach pulled to a stop. Nicolas opened the door to the coach and climbed out. As he helped Alanna down, a small gust of cool autumn wind hit her. She shivered, then looked up to see the front door of the mansion open and a man, the butler, step out. When Alanna's mother and father had stepped down from the carriage, he began speaking.
"The Thetchers, I presume?" the butler asked, looking over at the Earl. When he received a nod, he gave a polite smile. "Please follow me. Lady Evelyn is expecting you."
As the man turned and started away, Alanna gave a resigned sigh. Reluctantly, she followed behind her parents as they entered the manor.
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Tyson and Nolan looked up as the newly hired butler, Francis, entered the parlor and bowed slightly. "Your guests have arrived, Lady Evelyn."
Tyson sat up. Finally!
"Good, good. Bring them in," his mother said, setting down her sewing as Nolan began putting away the puzzle he had been working on.
A minute later, Francis returned, bowing again, then stepping to the side. Following him were five people. The first two were older, a man and a women, and could only be the Earl of Demby and his wife. The third person was a young man, perhaps a couple of years older than he was. Next to him was a young boy, perhaps ten or so.
Behind them came Alanna, looking very pretty in a pale yellow gown. She had a polite smile on her face that Tyson could easily tell was a fake.
After introductions had been made, Lady Evelyn turned to Alanna and took her hand. "I can't thank you enough for what you did for Nolan. When I think of what might have happened..." she shivered and glanced over to where Nolan was chatting with Devin. "I'm just glad you were nearby."
Alanna smiled and squeezed the woman's hand. "Thank you for the kind words, but I really didn't do all that much."
Lady Evelyn scoffed. "Didn't do all that much! Nolan told me all that happened, although he didn't mention how pretty you were."
As Alanna blushed slightly, Tyson's mother glanced at him with a sly smile. Tyson groaned inwardly. So that was why she had insisted on inviting the Thetchers to dinner. She was attempting to play matchmaker between Alanna and Tyson!
Thankfully, Francis entered at that moment, announcing that dinner was ready to be served.
Tyson was about to offer his arm to Alanna when her twenty year-old brother, Nicolas, took her arm. With a slight frown, he took his mother's arm instead. Luckily, Lady Evelyn didn't notice his frown, too engrossed in chatting with Alanna's mother.
As they walked through the hallways, Tyson watched all the Thetchers. The Earl was quite boring. Saying nothing, he glanced around, mildly interested in all the rich tapestries hanging from the walls.
Lady Annette was also quiet, but only because she was listening to Tyson's mother describe all the work. She was a tall, graceful woman with hair much darker than that of her husbands and children.
Tyson looked ahead of him to where Nolan was proudly showing eleven-year old Devin around. Though there was four years difference between the two, they had already become friends.
Tyson glanced over his shoulder to look at Alanna and her brother. He managed to catch her eye and give a small smile before turning his head back to face forward.
They entered the dining room and took their places at the table. Tyson and his mother sat at the ends, while the rest sat on either side. Tyson almost groaned when he saw that his mother had seated Alanna on his right, so that she was sitting right next to him.
Dinner passed quickly. Tyson became fast friends with Nicolas, as there was only a year's difference in their ages. Both tried to include Alanna in their conversation, but she would only give a polite comment or nod in agreement with whatever they said.
After their plates were cleared away, Lady Evelyn turned to her son. "Tyson, dear, perhaps you could show Alanna and Nicolas the library." She looked at Lady Annette. "When we bought the manor, we didn't even know there was a library. It came as a pleasant surprise to all of us."
Nicolas shook his head. "I'm sorry, but I should to be heading home. I'm leaving tomorrow for Bast, and I need to be up early."
"Oh, that's too bad," Lady Evelyn said. "Maybe another time."
Tyson suddenly realized that his mother had made a perfect opening for him. He wanted to get to know Alanna, and hopefully become her friend. Here was his chance.
He looked across the table at Alanna, who was in the process of brushing a lock of her chestnut brown hair away from her face. "Perhaps Alanna would like to accompany me to the garden."
Alanna froze. She glanced quickly at her mother who was nodding her agreement. The rest of the table was watching with amused smiles.
Alanna looked over at Tyson and forced a smile. "Of course."
They rose to their feet, Alanna a bit reluctantly. Tyson offered Alanna his arm. She paused, then laid her hand stiffly on his forearm.
Bidding farewell, they left the dining room. Tyson glanced back to see everyone in the room casting knowing smiles after them.
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As soon as the heavy dining room doors closed behind them, Alanna took her hand from Tyson's arm and glared at him, her emerald green eyes showing annoyance. "What do you think you're doing?"
Tyson grinned. "Taking you to see the library, I believe. Should I be doing something else?"
Alanna crossed her arms. "You know what I'm talking about."
"I do?" he asked innocently.
She rolled her eyes. Why was he playing dumb? She brushed past him and began walking down the hall.
"Hey! Where are you going!"
Alanna didn't bother answering, just continued striding along. She heard Tyson hurrying to catch up with her. Why couldn't he just leave her alone?
Tyson fell into place beside her. "The library's the other way."
"I know."
They reached the front door. Alanna grabbed her shawl and draped it over her arm. As she opened the door, she looked back to see Tyson staring at her.
"What?" she asked, irritated.
He shook his head. "Where are you going?"
Alanna stepped out into the cool evening air. "For a walk. Don't worry, I'm not running away or anything."
As Tyson began reaching for his coat, Alanna waved him off. "I'll be back in a few minutes. And no, I don't need you to come with me."
And with that she closed the door with a loud click.
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Ten minutes later, Alanna stood in the garden, shivering in the wind. She was cold, but wasn't ready to face Tyson again, as she was likely to yell at him or something.
She looked around at what appeared to be a rose garden. All the roses were gone, of course, as it was the middle of October, but the green bushes still created a beautiful scene.
A cold five minutes later, Alanna gave into the wind and started back for the manor, wishing she had brought a cloak instead of a light shawl. She hadn't really been expecting to waltz around outside in the freezing temperature.
As she opened the front door and slipped inside, she was surprised to see Tyson sitting in the entry hall, reading a book.
He glanced up casually as she removed her shawl and hung it up. As she turned to face him, he stood, placing his book face down on the small side table.
Alanna glanced at the book, but her attention was focused on Tyson. "What are you doing in here?"
He crossed his arms. "Well, this is my house. Perhaps I should be asking you that."
Alanna flushed angrily. What was it about this guy that annoyed her so much? He was quite good-looking, but she had never really been one to go for looks. "Um, hello? You invited us here!"
Tyson laughed, his deep blue eyes twinkling, and held up his hands. "Alright, alright, I was just kidding. Anyway, I'm in here because I figured if I went back to the dining room, everyone would kind of wonder where you were."
"Oh." Alanna felt stupid. Why hadn't she thought of that?
Tyson cocked his head. "Here comes everyone."
Alanna listened also and heard the sound of many sets of footsteps headed their way. They would arrive in a minute or two.
Alanna glanced again at the book Tyson had been reading. She bent her head to see the title, but before she could read it, Tyson picked it up and tucked it under his arm, blocking the cover.
Alanna rolled her eyes. She knew he had done that just so she would ask what he was reading. Well, she wouldn't give him that pleasure.
They both looked towards the door leading to the rest of the manor just as their families entered, chatting and laughing.
"There you two are!" Lady Evelyn exclaimed. "We just sent a servant to fetch you from the library."
Tyson didn't even glance at Alanna as he responded. "Alanna expressed a desire to get a breath of fresh air, so we went outside for a while."
Thankfully, Lady Evelyn accepted that without comment. She turned to Alanna's mother and helped her with her shawl as her father and Devin slipped into their coats. Nicolas had obviously already left for home. Alanna picked up her shawl again and slipped it around her shoulders.
As her parents thanked Lady Evelyn for the dinner, Alanna said goodbye to Nolan and gave him a small hug. Then she turned to Tyson's mother and shook her hand with a genuine smile.
As she turned to leave, her mother gave a slight, pointed cough. Alanna sighed and turned back to face Tyson. Smiling forcefully, she gave a quick curtsy. "It was a pleasure to see you again."
Tyson bowed. "The pleasure was all mine."
Breathing a sigh of relief, Alanna shot one last smile at Lady Evelyn and Nolan before following her parents out the front door and into the waiting coach.
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I'm sorry this took so long to update. In my first draft, Alanna and Tyson were being too nice. This is supposed to be a love/hate, right? Oh, well. I think I'll try for 80 or 85 reviews this time, so....
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Thanks to: Sunna Anarkaliblossoms billyboe b-ball chick bellarina chari shadows reyrey3 warfairie Me littlelambug Turwen lost star lady gwen kkroonie lilskura sassafras Riley Clearwater Crazayladay sealednectar on-fire-for-Christ twinkles Reddie peachyprach Natalie Francesca Wicked Silence Miss Cleo don't' ask
If I missed you, or spelled your name wrong, please make sure and tell me!
Sorry for the slower update, I'm sooooo busy! Yeah, excuses, excuses.
Ok, the characters might get a little confusing here (Hey, they did for me, and I'm the writer!), so here's a list of the characters and who they are.
Lady Evelyn- Tyson's mother Nolan- Tyson's seven-year old brother Earl- Alanna's father (No name. I'm too lazy. Plus he's not in the story too much, so whatever)
Lady Annette- Alanna's mother Nicolas- Alanna's twenty-year old brother Devin- Alanna's eleven-year old brother (Alanna also has a younger sister, Leah, but she's too young to go on social calls, so she's not in this chapter.)
There you go! So if you get confused, just look up here!
Blah, blah, blah, here's the next chapter!
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"Miss Alanna, you must hold still!"
Alanna sighed exasperatedly. "Sorry, Margaret."
The maid continued lacing up the back of Alanna's new dress, a beautiful pale yellow gown with a high waistline and three-quarter length sleeves. Alanna crossed her arms and began tapping her foot impatiently.
She glanced in her full-length mirror and groaned inwardly. She looked so ...girly. There was no other word to describe it. Along with her dress, she was wearing matching shoes and an elaborate emerald necklace. Half her hair was pulled up into a bun; the rest was left flowing down her back.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, Margaret stepped back and put her hands on her hips.
"Well, that's as good as it's going to get with you always wiggling around," she said, looking Alanna up and down.
Alanna smiled and gave the middle-aged woman a small hug. "Thanks for putting up with me."
"You're welcome, dear," Margaret said, hugging her back. "Now you'd best get going or your mother will fry you for breakfast."
"I'll see you when I get back," Alanna laughed, grabbing her shawl from her bed.
"Yes, and you can tell me about that handsome young duke everyone's talking about."
As Alanna started to protest, Margaret laughed and shooed her out of the room. "Have a good time!"
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"They've really cleaned the place up," Lady Annette, Alanna's mother, said, clearly impressed, as their coach approached Bentworth Manor. Alanna was also surprised how different the mansion looked in only few days of occupation. The roof had been repaired, the window shutters repainted, and a welcoming light shown out of every window.
"That should say something about what kind of people they are," Nicolas said, leaning over to get a better look out of the carriage window. Alanna smiled at her older brother, very glad he had agreed to accompany them. At least she would have someone to talk to besides Tyson.
Alanna's eleven-year old brother Devin nodded his agreement. "Yeah, rich people."
As Lady Annette gave Devin her lecture on how wealth wasn't important, Alanna sat back in her seat and took a deep breath. It wasn't just that she disliked Tyson, it was also that she hated social calls. The preparation, the small talk, the polite smiles; it was amazing that people went through all that just to appear sociable. It nearly drove her mad!
That, plus the fact that she never seemed to be able to say or do anything right, was a perfect recipe for a horrible evening.
The coach pulled to a stop. Nicolas opened the door to the coach and climbed out. As he helped Alanna down, a small gust of cool autumn wind hit her. She shivered, then looked up to see the front door of the mansion open and a man, the butler, step out. When Alanna's mother and father had stepped down from the carriage, he began speaking.
"The Thetchers, I presume?" the butler asked, looking over at the Earl. When he received a nod, he gave a polite smile. "Please follow me. Lady Evelyn is expecting you."
As the man turned and started away, Alanna gave a resigned sigh. Reluctantly, she followed behind her parents as they entered the manor.
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Tyson and Nolan looked up as the newly hired butler, Francis, entered the parlor and bowed slightly. "Your guests have arrived, Lady Evelyn."
Tyson sat up. Finally!
"Good, good. Bring them in," his mother said, setting down her sewing as Nolan began putting away the puzzle he had been working on.
A minute later, Francis returned, bowing again, then stepping to the side. Following him were five people. The first two were older, a man and a women, and could only be the Earl of Demby and his wife. The third person was a young man, perhaps a couple of years older than he was. Next to him was a young boy, perhaps ten or so.
Behind them came Alanna, looking very pretty in a pale yellow gown. She had a polite smile on her face that Tyson could easily tell was a fake.
After introductions had been made, Lady Evelyn turned to Alanna and took her hand. "I can't thank you enough for what you did for Nolan. When I think of what might have happened..." she shivered and glanced over to where Nolan was chatting with Devin. "I'm just glad you were nearby."
Alanna smiled and squeezed the woman's hand. "Thank you for the kind words, but I really didn't do all that much."
Lady Evelyn scoffed. "Didn't do all that much! Nolan told me all that happened, although he didn't mention how pretty you were."
As Alanna blushed slightly, Tyson's mother glanced at him with a sly smile. Tyson groaned inwardly. So that was why she had insisted on inviting the Thetchers to dinner. She was attempting to play matchmaker between Alanna and Tyson!
Thankfully, Francis entered at that moment, announcing that dinner was ready to be served.
Tyson was about to offer his arm to Alanna when her twenty year-old brother, Nicolas, took her arm. With a slight frown, he took his mother's arm instead. Luckily, Lady Evelyn didn't notice his frown, too engrossed in chatting with Alanna's mother.
As they walked through the hallways, Tyson watched all the Thetchers. The Earl was quite boring. Saying nothing, he glanced around, mildly interested in all the rich tapestries hanging from the walls.
Lady Annette was also quiet, but only because she was listening to Tyson's mother describe all the work. She was a tall, graceful woman with hair much darker than that of her husbands and children.
Tyson looked ahead of him to where Nolan was proudly showing eleven-year old Devin around. Though there was four years difference between the two, they had already become friends.
Tyson glanced over his shoulder to look at Alanna and her brother. He managed to catch her eye and give a small smile before turning his head back to face forward.
They entered the dining room and took their places at the table. Tyson and his mother sat at the ends, while the rest sat on either side. Tyson almost groaned when he saw that his mother had seated Alanna on his right, so that she was sitting right next to him.
Dinner passed quickly. Tyson became fast friends with Nicolas, as there was only a year's difference in their ages. Both tried to include Alanna in their conversation, but she would only give a polite comment or nod in agreement with whatever they said.
After their plates were cleared away, Lady Evelyn turned to her son. "Tyson, dear, perhaps you could show Alanna and Nicolas the library." She looked at Lady Annette. "When we bought the manor, we didn't even know there was a library. It came as a pleasant surprise to all of us."
Nicolas shook his head. "I'm sorry, but I should to be heading home. I'm leaving tomorrow for Bast, and I need to be up early."
"Oh, that's too bad," Lady Evelyn said. "Maybe another time."
Tyson suddenly realized that his mother had made a perfect opening for him. He wanted to get to know Alanna, and hopefully become her friend. Here was his chance.
He looked across the table at Alanna, who was in the process of brushing a lock of her chestnut brown hair away from her face. "Perhaps Alanna would like to accompany me to the garden."
Alanna froze. She glanced quickly at her mother who was nodding her agreement. The rest of the table was watching with amused smiles.
Alanna looked over at Tyson and forced a smile. "Of course."
They rose to their feet, Alanna a bit reluctantly. Tyson offered Alanna his arm. She paused, then laid her hand stiffly on his forearm.
Bidding farewell, they left the dining room. Tyson glanced back to see everyone in the room casting knowing smiles after them.
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As soon as the heavy dining room doors closed behind them, Alanna took her hand from Tyson's arm and glared at him, her emerald green eyes showing annoyance. "What do you think you're doing?"
Tyson grinned. "Taking you to see the library, I believe. Should I be doing something else?"
Alanna crossed her arms. "You know what I'm talking about."
"I do?" he asked innocently.
She rolled her eyes. Why was he playing dumb? She brushed past him and began walking down the hall.
"Hey! Where are you going!"
Alanna didn't bother answering, just continued striding along. She heard Tyson hurrying to catch up with her. Why couldn't he just leave her alone?
Tyson fell into place beside her. "The library's the other way."
"I know."
They reached the front door. Alanna grabbed her shawl and draped it over her arm. As she opened the door, she looked back to see Tyson staring at her.
"What?" she asked, irritated.
He shook his head. "Where are you going?"
Alanna stepped out into the cool evening air. "For a walk. Don't worry, I'm not running away or anything."
As Tyson began reaching for his coat, Alanna waved him off. "I'll be back in a few minutes. And no, I don't need you to come with me."
And with that she closed the door with a loud click.
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Ten minutes later, Alanna stood in the garden, shivering in the wind. She was cold, but wasn't ready to face Tyson again, as she was likely to yell at him or something.
She looked around at what appeared to be a rose garden. All the roses were gone, of course, as it was the middle of October, but the green bushes still created a beautiful scene.
A cold five minutes later, Alanna gave into the wind and started back for the manor, wishing she had brought a cloak instead of a light shawl. She hadn't really been expecting to waltz around outside in the freezing temperature.
As she opened the front door and slipped inside, she was surprised to see Tyson sitting in the entry hall, reading a book.
He glanced up casually as she removed her shawl and hung it up. As she turned to face him, he stood, placing his book face down on the small side table.
Alanna glanced at the book, but her attention was focused on Tyson. "What are you doing in here?"
He crossed his arms. "Well, this is my house. Perhaps I should be asking you that."
Alanna flushed angrily. What was it about this guy that annoyed her so much? He was quite good-looking, but she had never really been one to go for looks. "Um, hello? You invited us here!"
Tyson laughed, his deep blue eyes twinkling, and held up his hands. "Alright, alright, I was just kidding. Anyway, I'm in here because I figured if I went back to the dining room, everyone would kind of wonder where you were."
"Oh." Alanna felt stupid. Why hadn't she thought of that?
Tyson cocked his head. "Here comes everyone."
Alanna listened also and heard the sound of many sets of footsteps headed their way. They would arrive in a minute or two.
Alanna glanced again at the book Tyson had been reading. She bent her head to see the title, but before she could read it, Tyson picked it up and tucked it under his arm, blocking the cover.
Alanna rolled her eyes. She knew he had done that just so she would ask what he was reading. Well, she wouldn't give him that pleasure.
They both looked towards the door leading to the rest of the manor just as their families entered, chatting and laughing.
"There you two are!" Lady Evelyn exclaimed. "We just sent a servant to fetch you from the library."
Tyson didn't even glance at Alanna as he responded. "Alanna expressed a desire to get a breath of fresh air, so we went outside for a while."
Thankfully, Lady Evelyn accepted that without comment. She turned to Alanna's mother and helped her with her shawl as her father and Devin slipped into their coats. Nicolas had obviously already left for home. Alanna picked up her shawl again and slipped it around her shoulders.
As her parents thanked Lady Evelyn for the dinner, Alanna said goodbye to Nolan and gave him a small hug. Then she turned to Tyson's mother and shook her hand with a genuine smile.
As she turned to leave, her mother gave a slight, pointed cough. Alanna sighed and turned back to face Tyson. Smiling forcefully, she gave a quick curtsy. "It was a pleasure to see you again."
Tyson bowed. "The pleasure was all mine."
Breathing a sigh of relief, Alanna shot one last smile at Lady Evelyn and Nolan before following her parents out the front door and into the waiting coach.
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I'm sorry this took so long to update. In my first draft, Alanna and Tyson were being too nice. This is supposed to be a love/hate, right? Oh, well. I think I'll try for 80 or 85 reviews this time, so....
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