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awwww thanx!

so can i have a peanut butter cookie?

NO




Of course u can-- they are hot and warm out of the oven! ENJOY!
mede em myself

ummm well if YOU made them i def. don't want them!

EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!

LOL! jk! that was very thoughtful and kind! think you!

yep.!!

EWW i wouldnt eat any of ur food either..
BLECH!

J/K
lol

i likea da cookie!!

u can help urselves while they last!

Edité par will4ever le 02/06/2006 à 01:26

thank you very much! it is deicious!

aww thnx!!!

oyur WELcome!

nummy!! (i am hyper!!)

lol
Will4ever,....
if you pull this story i will never forgive you. You have to continue!

just keep writing, just keep writing, writing, wri-ting, *sings this in opera* what do you do you just keep*low* writing, writing!!!

you crack me up BK!

btw, how old are you? 3? that's what i thought! i am good at this guessing thing!

OMG IF YOU STOP I SHALL DIE A THOUSAND DEATHS!!!!!! THIS IS SOOOO AMAZING THERE ARE NOT ENOUGH ADJICTAIVES TO DESCRIBE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND IM NOT COMMENTING FOR THE COOKIE, IT TRULY IS FANTASTIC!!!!!!!!!!!!
Edité par hopelessromantic le 03/06/2006 à 01:26

i no 3!! i 13!!! i just have sugar!!!

ohhh cotaco_girl only 10 years off

yeppers!!! you were closer than i would have expected!!

FINE....i wont pull it...until i think about it again...j/k

here is the next chapter...YAY!


Elizabeth:

We stood there, staring at each other mercilessly. Her ice blue eyes were trying to infiltrate mine, but I wouldn’t let her- not in a lifetime of torture. The moment I saw her standing in the Hall, I knew that she would bring affliction into my life. It was last thing that I needed from anyone, after all that I have been through. She had looked at Peter- my Peter with such longing and desire. It was almost as if this whole thing was a silly game and Peter was the grand prize. Susan broke the silence from being the only one realizing our staring contest.

“Elizabeth, why don’t you and Gena go and prepare Princess Victoria’s room? I will be up shortly to make sure that everything is in order.” We curtsied and I silently followed Gena to the staircase. Once we shut the door to her room, I wanted to punch the pillows and make chaos about the room. I controlled myself. A wave of anger and rage had just fallen over me for some strange reason. I turned to face Gena.

“I don’t like her at all! Something is not right. I can feel it!”

“I understand what you mean. She is here to take her prize- which is Peter. I read in a book that the Princess of the Valley of Aphrodite is really a Princess if the Dark. She uses her power to grant her anything she wants and is blessed with eternal beauty.” Gena said solemnly.

“I knew it” I snapped. “Did you see that sickening look she gave Peter? I cannot contend with her Gena, you of all people know that. I am just a lowly servant and she, a grand princess.”

“Oh, quit your sulking! If Peter was stupid enough to change to change his mind (I know he won’t), for that wicked being, then you and peter weren’t meant for each other in the first place. Anyone would have to be drunk to fall for her.”

This calmed my nerves slightly. I was still tense though. Gena told it exactly how it was and didn’t lie. With her gift of being right always- you couldn’t doubt her premonitions. Just then Susan and Lucy walked in.

“All I can say is that she had better not be staying for long!” Susan exclaimed.

“She scares me Susan. She isn’t very nice, was she?” Lucy said frightened. It is said that little kids, such as Lucy, can see people’s inner spirits and judge them on that.

“Liz and I were just talking about how she only came here for Peter.” Gena told Lucy.

“I bet she came here to snatch the crown- but we won’t let her get even get that close.” said Susan. She placed a comforting hand on my shoulder to reassure me. “What were we to so with the room Susan?” I asked.

“Oh, it’s perfect. I just had to break up the tension. It looked as if you were trying to slaughter each other.”

“I could have taken that softie” I said triumphantly. Everyone laughed. The mood in the room lightened significantly to the point that it wasn’t doom and gloom. “We are going to hold a banquet in honor of Princess Victoria’s visit.” Said Lucy before she left.

This meant that we had to wear our fancy clothes again. Gena and I walked over to our armoire and pulled out our other dress. Mine was a dust rose color. It had a v-neckline and an a little bit of lace going across the neckline so only a shadow of cleavage would show. My sleeves were three-quarter length and had a ruffle of lace encircling the ends of my sleeves. It flowed off of my waist and legs. The whole dress was made of plush velvet. I again put on my sister’s necklace with gleamed in the dim lighting around us. Gena was wearing a forest green dress made of silk. It had a circular, yet low neckline. The sleeves fell slightly past her wrists. On the bodice, there were leaves of light green and gold. She wore pearl earrings. My hair had been twisted up into a wavy bun. Some strands had fallen down to the side of my face. Gena’s hair was straightened with a few curls. Then we headed down the hall and into the exact room we had in during our feast. I had told Susan that I had been willing to be the wine bearer for the High Table. She reluctantly gave in to my request. Gena had agreed to be the wine bearer for the long table.

Peter made a little speech introducing our guest and everyone started to eat. I silently walked over to the table to pour everyone a glass of wine- except for Lucy who had been given water. I smiled sweetly at Peter as I reached for his glass.

“Wow, someone has actually agreed to work” Peter said laughing slightly.

“Ha!! Very funny, you’re royal highness” I said ironically moving on to pour the other’s glasses.

When I finished, I walked back to my original spot previous to the pouring. I thought about what Peter said. He was right, although I had dusted here and there inside of Cair Paravel. Most of the time though, Peter would send me on errands like to clean his armor and sharpen his sword, which he would end up doing while chatting with me. Edmund would order me to duel him to see if he could actually win. Susan and Lucy would order me to sing to them and do their hair. I had never done much hard work, like the other servants would have to endure. I poured the wine a lot, but I didn’t mind because it gave me an excuse to be close to peter and keep an eye on Victoria.

Unfortunately, Victoria had taken my seat between Lucy and Peter. She was wearing a magnificent yellow dress with a plunging neckline. A line of eyeliner traced around her eyes enhanced their icy blue pigment. I was pleased to find that Peter had hardly been paying attention to her but rather, socializing with Edmund. She just listened to their conversation-not even bothering to get a word in edgewise.

When the meals were finished and cleared away, Peter and Victoria were to share the first dance. I felt bitter and it showed. Gena nudged me so I would take the hint to stop showing such disgust.

Ed came up to me and asked “What has got you all down in the dumps?”

“Well, jealousy would encumber you if someone you loved was dancing with someone you detested too. “

“Ah, I understand. It would be like Gena dancing with a coachman or courtier.”

“Well, in that case- close your eyes look away!!” Edmund followed my gaze and saw Gena dancing with Kyle. He did look dashing, I would have to confess.

“WHAT???!!!’ Edmund said in disbelief. He composedly walked over to Gena and tapped Kyle’s shoulder to signal that he would like to dance with Gena. Kyle stepped back and vanished into the mass of dancers.

A young courtier came over to escort Susan to the dance floor. She giggled as she followed him.

I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around looking into crystal blue eyes. Kyle lent out his hand and I took it and briskly followed him onto the dance floor. He turned out to be an exceptional dancer- light on his feet. I caught glimpses of Peter who seemed to be smiling and light-heartedly laughing with Victoria as his hand rested on her hip. My face was flushed and my blood simmered. How could anything she says be that funny? She indeed didn’t look like the type who enjoys laughing. To take my focus off of them, my objective was to try to make Peter jealous. I shifted all of my attention to what Kyle had to say and made sure I laughed as loudly as I could at anything comical he said, even if it was uninteresting. He was a polite boy but I felt a special spark when peter and I had danced. When the song ended, I curtsied as we separated to find new dance partners. Looking over at Peter, he was going to dance with Victoria again. I let out a small whine like a spoiled two year old. I didn’t care- who was she to think she could take him away from me?

Gena and Ed were dancing contently- throwing me puppy faces and sad looks before dancing again. I couldn’t find Susan, who was probably joyfully dancing with a courtier.

Feeling sorry for myself, I found the most handsome man- other than Peter and danced with him for next few songs. I wanted to leave because I didn’t feel like dancing anymore. Before I could even attempt to fulfill my wish, I heard a voice call my name.

“Elizabeth!! Do you really think you could escape my clutches so soon?”

I turned around to see Peter smiling a brilliant smile- his outreached hand beckoning to touch mine. I took it as he led be back onto the dance floor. I suddenly was in the mood to dance again.

hahaha! yeah really close! -10 yrs. close-

w4e! you better not pull this story or i'll hurt you sooooooo bad! jk

keep on writing!!! so interested!!!