Okay, so this will be the first date chapter, and the next several chapters will probably also be dates, and the first report will also be probably in one or two chapters.

Thanks to Alia Sharma, 4Love4Love, and HestiaAbnegation11 for being amazing reviewers! You guys are totally amazing!

Grace's POV

Grace looked at the clock in her room. Her maids were done fussing over her appearance, and were now just working on another dress in the corner.

They'd changed her out of the pale pink dress she'd worn to breakfast, and into a floaty one-shouldered aqua-blue chiffon dress with an uneven hemline, giving it a somewhat fairy-like appearance. She'd let her maids put a tiny bit of neutral lipstick on, and small aquamarine earrings, in exchange for being able to wear flats that matched the dress.

She saw that she still had he time until he arrived, and remembered the pointe shoes she'd lined up under her bed yesterday. Now seemed as good a time as any to try some of them on, she thought. She grabbed the pair on the far left, took off her flats, and exchanged them for pointe shoes, after grabbing some of the gel pads that worked perfectly for her to put in.

Once the shoes were in and secure, she stood up, flat footed. Nothing wrong there, so she rose up to pointe. Her maids had stopped their work to watch her. She had already sewed on the ribbons, and knew the shoe fit, so she decided to try it out a bit. She could feel that it was better than her ones she'd brought from home, and once she was done marveling, she tried it.

She started with some Bourree's, moving across the relatively big room as if she were floating. That felt fine (or at least as fine as pointe could), so she tried pirouettes, which also felt fine. She started to connect things, moving around the room, and then went back to Bourree's, which she loved, moving around the room seemingly effortlessly, when she heard a knock on her door. She looked at the clock-she still had had time, so she hadn't been worried.

"Shit." She muttered, running to the door while trying to undo the ribbons. All she succeeded in was almost falling over, and getting to the door. She opened the door to reveal Noah, who almost immediately started laughing at the apologizing girl who was alternating between apologizing, tripping, and swearing. Finally, she sat down, and undid the ribbons and took the shoes off, putting the flats back on.

"You dance?" He asked her, once she was not tripping around the room.

"Um, a little." She said as they walked out the door.

"It sounded like you were pretty good." He said. She cocked her head, unsure how he would know that.

"My sister dances, and it sounds like you were in pointe shoes." He said. She nodded.

"I'm not, like, amazing or anything, but yeah, I do pointe." She said. Silence for a minute.

"So where's the archery range?" Grace asked, changing the subject.

"It's on the grounds outside." He said. Then, jokingly "So that you can hide the bodies of people that you've shot." Grace laughed.

"Bring it. Bet you couldn't hit me anyways." She said, smiling.

"And here it is." He said, gesturing at an expansive range.

"Wow." Grace said. Noah walked over to a shed with a lock on it, and put his finger to a scanner. The shed opened, revealing a shed full of bows and arrows, as well as some atlatls.

Noah grabbed a bow off of a rack for him, and then looked at Grace, trying to figure out what size she would be. When he turned around, she already had a perfectly sized bow strung.

"Do you want an arm guard?" He asked her.

"Arm guards are for wusses." She said, grabbing some arrows. She grabbed some arrows, and Noah followed her out of the shed, grabbing an arm guard on his way.

"You've shot before, then?" He asked her.

"No, that's just why I know how to string and size a bow, and what an arm guard is." She said sarcastically. He laughed.

"Well, I grabbed a scoresheet." He said.

"You're going down, you know that, right?" She said, smiling.

"I beg to differ, Lady Grace." He said in mock formality.

"How far away should we go from?" She asked.

"The 10 meter, maybe?" He said. She shrugged.

"Sure." They walked to the 10 meter together.

"So if you lose, what happens?" He asked.

"You dump a bucket of cold water on me." She said.

"And if I lose?" He asked.

"I dump a bucket of cold water on you." She said, smiling. He nodded.

"Seems fair enough." He said.

When they got to the ten meter, they walked apart a bit so that they could have their own separate targets. They took their arrows, and started firing.

When her first arrow landed as only a 5, Grace was reminded of how long it had been since she'd shot. Once all her arrows were fired though, her target looked pretty good. She had her 5, two eights, a nine, and two tens. She looked over at Noah's target. He had Two sevens, three eights, and a nine. And only four rounds to make up the difference. Noah sighed, looking at Grace's target, and marked it on the score sheet. They went to retrieve their arrows.

"You're really good." He said to her. She blushed a bit.

"Thanks. I used to do some archery." She replied.

"What do you mean by some?" He asked.

"Two hours a week for a few years." She said. He nodded. He had a feeling that he was going to be very wet by the end of this date. He nodded.

They shot off their next rounds. For the most part, their scores got better, but Grace's were incredible. In the fifth round, she shot all tens except a nine that was almost a ten. Noah grinned ruefully when he saw the scores. He was so very clearly going to get a bucket of water dumped on him.

They put their bows away, and the arrows, and Noah's arm guard. Noah knew that they could get a bucket just from the stables, which were quite nearby, and water.

"Come on. We need a bucket and some water." He said to Grace. She laughed and smiled, following him. They walked to the stables, where Grace quickly found a bucket.

"Where's something to fill this with water?" She asked. He pointed at the tap behind her, and she laughed.

"I knew that was there." She said, laughing at missing it though it was right there. Once the bucket was full of water, she walked over to Noah, lifted it up, and turned it upside down. He gasped at the icy cold water, and she laughed. He was completely soaked.

"Well shoot. Now I know to never challenge you to archery where a bucket of water is the loser's treat." He said to her, laughing. They started to walk back to the palace, Noah soaked, Grace not.

"Well Grace, thanks for doing some archery with me." He said.

"No thank you for dumping a bucket of water on you though?" She said in mock offense.

"Nope."

"I'm offended." She said, her sarcasm clear. He shook his head, water flying everywhere, and she ran off.

Okay, so there's that chapter! I hope you guys liked it.

Alia Sharma-Thanks!

Dolphinsplash12-Thanks! That's all pretty good stuff too, but I'm gonna stick with my wishes...

4Love4Love-Her and Anna aren't like super close right now because they just met, but they're probably going to become pretty good friends. And there'll probably be more of the girls interacting later on. And I didn't think there was anyone in 7th either! And a plane is good, but I like my wishes still...

RQOTD-What Season do you like best?

I like all of them, except Winter I really only like over the breaks from school, the holidays, and the occasional snow (rare in the Pacific NW) and skiing.