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Grace came to the airport, with her small backpack. it contained a few of the belongings most dearest to her. she sighed. she had said her goodbyes already with all her siblings and her mom. let's just hope that they would be okay without her.
Grace smiled over at the girl "hi again" she said
she gave her a sceptic look. "doesn't seem like it" she said with a smile. "i am because im going to see Charlie, and Prince Aaron again" she said. "they are all really nice there. i bet you would like it" she said
"ya i grew up with the Prince, and Charlie, he is the stables boy. well, he is probably not a boy any more, but still" she said with a smile
Cori walks up and sits down next to them, whipping out a small notepad and pen. "I couldn't help but overhearing but, you knew the Prince? Tell me about him. Is he sweet, or brutal, or tall, or secretive?" I hadn't been here five minutes and I was already getting great stuff.
Grace smiled."i personally like the stable boy. the prince and i are just friends" she turned to the girl "he is everything a girl would dream of" she said to the girl. "but i am not in it for getting married or falling in love. I am in it to see my friends" she said sweetly.
Cori nodded while scribbling madly. She looked up suddenly. "Oh by the way," she sticks out her hand. "I'm Cori Monty. I was Selected also."
"nice to meet you cori, im Grace and this is my friend Jamie" she said as she took her hand and shook it.
Cori's smile faltered a little bit. "Honestly, I'm a little...perplexed about all of this..."
"I don't really know. I guess it's the fact that he's a prince and all. I mean, I don't even know which fork to use! Let alone how to talk to a prince!"
Grace smiled. "the one farthest to the right" she said
Cori laughed. "I hope the dresses are nice." She thought that was a stupid thought though. It was a palace. Of course the dresses were nice.
she smiled "they always are" she said
Grace laughed. "you really don't like dresses do you" she said
"I never get to wear dresses. I don't see the point when you're working but I'm excited nonetheless."
Grace smiled. "you get used to the dresses. for me it was hard getting used to pants" she said with a smile
Aria went over to Grace. she handed her the phone "his highness wishes to speak to you" Grace took the phone and went to the corner of the airport. "hello, hi Aaron, okay."
Jeez. Cori thought. Some people already had advantages...
"Charlie?" grace asked
she looked over at Jamie she mouthed 'Charlie' and she smiled
she looked over at Jamie she mouthed 'Charlie' and she smiled
Cori saw Grace mouth "Charlie""Who's Charlie?" Cori asked Jamie.
"ya i am" she said into the phone "i can't wait to see you, two" she said almost forgeting about Aaron
Cori nodded slowly. Grace must have been close to the Royal family before...
"of course, i can't wait to be in the castle again" she said into the phone
"ya i'd love to" she said glad that he offered to show her the castle again
"ya, see you soon" she said throught the phone. she was smiling like crazy "well i better go, bye Charlie" she said
Grace gave the phone back to Aria. she went over to Jamie. she was smiling so much her mouth hurt.
she giggle "i think he likes me!" she said "gosh i can't wait to get out of the competition and live in the castle again" she said
Cori boarded the plane and sat in a window seat. She loved flying. Of ccourse it would be better if she was *actually* flying but this was as close as she was gonna get so she relished it.
Grace sat in her seat.
25 minutes later, the first plane took off.
((for those who missed the first plane, there is a second waiting for you))
25 minutes later, the first plane took off.
((for those who missed the first plane, there is a second waiting for you))
"well, he is very nice, sweet, yes he has a big heart, and he will never let you down, that's for sure." she said with a smile. "i will be right back, i need to change. after wearing pants for over a year now i still can't get used to them" she said as she got her bag and went to change.
Grace came back out wearing: http://www.viecouture.com/wp-content/...
it was sweet and simple. she took her seat, and smiled at Jamie
it was sweet and simple. she took her seat, and smiled at Jamie
THE FIRST PLANE LANDED!!!
All the girls got off and headed to the grand hall.
All the girls got off and headed to the grand hall.
"ready" she said
((grand hall!!! you post first))
((grand hall!!! you post first))
Hillary arrived at the airport.
(she can come with us since no one else seems to be on. come on down to the grand hall)
Keziah boarded the plane with all the other girls. She still pondered on the idea of bringing her sister, but she couldn't bear to leave her. Plus, she was blind. Keziah brought Maya along anyway like Grace said.
Cassidi walked into the airport slightly late for the private jet her parents hired to take her to the palace. She surveyed the airport, before heading to the terminal. I seemed like in no time at all, Cassi was at the palace.
Natsumi walked into the airport totally at ease, her job required she spent a lot of time there. Sometimes she felt like she was at the airport more than at home. She turned Aria, ”What terminal are we in?”
"one" she said simply6. she lead her there. "this is it. good luck" she said
"Thank you once again." Natsumi bowed her head slightly toward Aria, then got onto the plane.
Madeline looked at the plane time arrivals. her plane would be here within 2 hours. she thought about all the things she would miss. The Hospital, Dr.Jane, Bella, Ryan, Eli. she had not had the courage to say good bye to them.
Madeline boarded her plane. Aaron had bought her palne ticket, she she was first class. as she was about to sit down, she saw a Lady with her baby. the baby was crying, and it's mother looked like she had not selpt in a while. MAdeline offered to swtch seats with them, and soon, Madeline was in her new seat at 2E. her plane took off.
After 12 hours of flight, she was home. her real home.
**Okay so i am going to type up something important about Madeline here, since i don't want to make a 'France' topic**
Madeline had arrived home. finally. she was greated by the press. great. just what she needed. after her eyes ajusted to all the flashes, she saw her older brother Jacob waiting for her. he was alive. he was alive! she ran down the step of the plane, and ran into his open arms. "i thought you were gone" she sobbed.
"you had to, so that you would really run" he said, as he held his sister. he had not seen her in years, yet he new it was her the moment he saw her come down thoses steps. his baby sister was finally home. "do you want to go, uhm, meet dad?" he asked. it was wierd, but Madeline had never met her father. she nodded, and wiped away her tears. "okay" she said. they got into the limo, aand headed to the palace.
------ 1 hour later ------
The limo pulled up in front of the palace. At the top step, waited the king. Madeline was terrified. what would he think of her? would she disapoint him? she had no idea, but it was a risk she had to take. Jacob helped her out of the limo, and the went up the few stairs to their father. Madeline, curtsied, unsure of what exactly to do.
The king smiled, proud at his little girl. he pulled her up and gave her a hug. "welcome home" he said, in a french accent. this brought tears to Madelines eyes. she hugged him back. she had not realized how much she missed having a family.
------- Over the next few weeks ------- *lets say time is faster in France*
Madeline had taken French lessons to touch up her French. after 6 lessons, she was like a pro. what sucked was that each lesson was 9 hours. everyone in the palace had to be spoken to in French, otherwise they ignored you as if you were invisible. she hated that, but then again, who was she to talk? oh yeah, a princess. she had tried to geet the rule over turned, but unfortunatly, her request had been denied. She was okay with the French rule now, but that was not what drove her crazy. it was the dresses. they were beautiful, yes, but she felt trapped in them. right now, she was wearing: http://www.fashionor.com/products/big...
no one took her seriously in it. she was headed for her fathers quartes. he had sent Antonio to fetch her. she had no idea what this was about. she knocked on the door. she could hear someone else talking to her dad. "entrer" called her father. she opened the door. there was a man in the room as well. she had never seen him before, but she could tell he was high status. he gave her a smug smile. he seemed overly happy about something. she had a feeling that he was the kind of guy that went around kicking puppies when he did not get what he wanted. "oui monsieur?" she asked her father. ***okay, i personally do not feel like typing up everything in French, so let's say that they are talking in French, but i am going to write it in English***
"Ah, Madeline, i would like to introduce you to Sir Andrew" said her father.
MAdeline gave him a polite smile, and curtsie.
"i have been talking a lot with his parents, and we have decided, that you two would make a good couple" continued her father.
MAdeline's smile disappeared. "what?" she asked, with surprise.
"do not speak back Madeline" said her father sternly. "you are to marry Sir Andrew in 3 months time" said the king. "and i do not want to hear any complains." he added. "i want for you and Sir Andrew to, how should i say this....court, thats the word." he said.
Madeline was outraged, and was about to say some not very plesent things, but her fathers look told her not to go there.
"do not worry darlin' we will be perfect" said Sir Andrew. "the hottest couple in France. i can see the headlines now" he continued. "Princess Madeline and Sir Andrew get hitched!"
Sir Andrew had a rather strange accent. she could not place from which part of France, but he knew that she would not stand for this. she turned on her heal and stormed out, slamming the door behind her.
"do not worry my boy, she will grow to love you" said the king to Sir Andrew.
-------- 10 minutes later ------
MAdeline was screaming her head off. "how could he!!" she yelled to the wall of her room. "i am not a child" she protested. if someone walked into her room now they would probably think she was bonkers, but so what! this was not fair. before she could continue her rampage, she noticed a letter from Ilyria on her bed. she ran over and opened it, hoping it was some good news. she had been invited to a ball. great. now her father would make her take Sir Andrew too. just peachy. she lay on her bed, her mind screaming two things at her.
1. obey your father
-------and--------
2. run
she was not sure which to follow. after another hour of sobbing, and thinking that it was not fair, she fell into a deep restless sleep.
Madeline had arrived home. finally. she was greated by the press. great. just what she needed. after her eyes ajusted to all the flashes, she saw her older brother Jacob waiting for her. he was alive. he was alive! she ran down the step of the plane, and ran into his open arms. "i thought you were gone" she sobbed.
"you had to, so that you would really run" he said, as he held his sister. he had not seen her in years, yet he new it was her the moment he saw her come down thoses steps. his baby sister was finally home. "do you want to go, uhm, meet dad?" he asked. it was wierd, but Madeline had never met her father. she nodded, and wiped away her tears. "okay" she said. they got into the limo, aand headed to the palace.
------ 1 hour later ------
The limo pulled up in front of the palace. At the top step, waited the king. Madeline was terrified. what would he think of her? would she disapoint him? she had no idea, but it was a risk she had to take. Jacob helped her out of the limo, and the went up the few stairs to their father. Madeline, curtsied, unsure of what exactly to do.
The king smiled, proud at his little girl. he pulled her up and gave her a hug. "welcome home" he said, in a french accent. this brought tears to Madelines eyes. she hugged him back. she had not realized how much she missed having a family.
------- Over the next few weeks ------- *lets say time is faster in France*
Madeline had taken French lessons to touch up her French. after 6 lessons, she was like a pro. what sucked was that each lesson was 9 hours. everyone in the palace had to be spoken to in French, otherwise they ignored you as if you were invisible. she hated that, but then again, who was she to talk? oh yeah, a princess. she had tried to geet the rule over turned, but unfortunatly, her request had been denied. She was okay with the French rule now, but that was not what drove her crazy. it was the dresses. they were beautiful, yes, but she felt trapped in them. right now, she was wearing: http://www.fashionor.com/products/big...
no one took her seriously in it. she was headed for her fathers quartes. he had sent Antonio to fetch her. she had no idea what this was about. she knocked on the door. she could hear someone else talking to her dad. "entrer" called her father. she opened the door. there was a man in the room as well. she had never seen him before, but she could tell he was high status. he gave her a smug smile. he seemed overly happy about something. she had a feeling that he was the kind of guy that went around kicking puppies when he did not get what he wanted. "oui monsieur?" she asked her father. ***okay, i personally do not feel like typing up everything in French, so let's say that they are talking in French, but i am going to write it in English***
"Ah, Madeline, i would like to introduce you to Sir Andrew" said her father.
MAdeline gave him a polite smile, and curtsie.
"i have been talking a lot with his parents, and we have decided, that you two would make a good couple" continued her father.
MAdeline's smile disappeared. "what?" she asked, with surprise.
"do not speak back Madeline" said her father sternly. "you are to marry Sir Andrew in 3 months time" said the king. "and i do not want to hear any complains." he added. "i want for you and Sir Andrew to, how should i say this....court, thats the word." he said.
Madeline was outraged, and was about to say some not very plesent things, but her fathers look told her not to go there.
"do not worry darlin' we will be perfect" said Sir Andrew. "the hottest couple in France. i can see the headlines now" he continued. "Princess Madeline and Sir Andrew get hitched!"
Sir Andrew had a rather strange accent. she could not place from which part of France, but he knew that she would not stand for this. she turned on her heal and stormed out, slamming the door behind her.
"do not worry my boy, she will grow to love you" said the king to Sir Andrew.
-------- 10 minutes later ------
MAdeline was screaming her head off. "how could he!!" she yelled to the wall of her room. "i am not a child" she protested. if someone walked into her room now they would probably think she was bonkers, but so what! this was not fair. before she could continue her rampage, she noticed a letter from Ilyria on her bed. she ran over and opened it, hoping it was some good news. she had been invited to a ball. great. now her father would make her take Sir Andrew too. just peachy. she lay on her bed, her mind screaming two things at her.
1. obey your father
-------and--------
2. run
she was not sure which to follow. after another hour of sobbing, and thinking that it was not fair, she fell into a deep restless sleep.
**i can't find a picture, but he had pitch black hair, that is not long, but not short either, really dark brown eyes, is 6'3, has a tan, and is pretty well built. He does have some nasty habits though, which i will reveal later**
