My Selection

Cordelia Being Nice?

I've decided to just ignore Rhode because I still have not decided on my feelings about his decision to send home Nox.
Now there is only three people in my group for the party planning. Brighton, me, and... Ugh. Cordelia. She doesn't even help out, just continues to gossip about the 'amazingly hot and toned Prince Lachlan of Australia'.
"Have you even ever heard an Australian accent before?" She blabs on to us, pretending to swoon. "It's so... I can't even think of a word for it!" Then she gets all serious. "One day I will win him over and marry him."
I just roll my eyes, returning my attention to the research we are supposed to be doing on which flowers the Australian Royal Family likes.
But Brighton was having none of it. "What would happen if Prince Rhode heard about that, huh? Why don't you just go home if you're not interested in him?" Brighton stands up, and so does Cordelia.
"Are you going to fight me?" Cordelia asks with a chuckle. "Just remember what happened to Nox."
Brighton narrows her eyes. "I won't fight you. That would be stupid. I'm just saying, can we please just get along for this party planning and afterward you can do whatever you want. I don't care about you!" Brighton yells, turning away and walking back to her chair.
Cordelia just stands there, dumbfounded. "Fine." She finally gives in, pulling out a book, but not before mumbling, "This is stupid."
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Throughout the next week, we have been researching everything we can about Australian traditions. Cordelia actually helped us out a little because she loves the Prince of Australia so much, she knows everything he likes.
"Prince Lachlan's favorite flowers are Royal Bluebells and Cooktown Orchids." She states, clearly happy that she knows this information. "His favorite color is blue, but not the bright blue, like, midnight blue." I smile a little because that's my favorite color, too. "Plus he likes fun stuff, even though he is 18. He likes strawberries and whipped cream," my eyes widen. It's like he likes everything that I like. "Chocolate covered cherries," this is getting insane. Are we the same people? "And baked chicken with potatoes." Yup, this is just weird now.
"Then... Let's serve that, have a night time theme under the stars, and have centerpieces of those flowers that he likes." I decide. We all nod. Wow. Is Cordelia being nice for once?
"Okay losers, I'm off to go make my maids get me a midnight blue dress. See ya!" She says, walking away. But not before I hear he mumble, "hopefully not."
I roll my eyes and turn to Brighton. "Well, all we have to do not is wait for the decorators and caterers to get that stuff done and we're set."
Brighton nods, "I can't believe we're going to four Royal Parties in one week."
I lean back in my chair. "Being the Queen does have its responsibilities." I say in a fake voice that sounds like Queen Lilliana. Brighton laughs.
I guess I lean back a little too far in my chair an I go tumbling backwards. This makes Brighton laugh even more.
I just mutter, "ow."
I see Prince Rhode rush over from behind a bookshelf, since we are in the library. "Are you okay?" He asks.
I look up at him and all I can think is, "you were spying on us?"
His face immediately goes red. "Umm... Maybe?" There's a pause. "But that's not the point. I need to talk to you." Another pause. "Alone."
I look over at Brighton. She just stands up and leaves.
"So what do you want?" I ask him.
Rhode starts, "I-" He gets cut off by the sound of gunshots.
We just look at each other. I ask, "Run?"
"Run." He says.
Hehe. Maybe Run will be our always. Anyways guys, I want to thank you all for the support while I took a rather long break. I've been thinking, and I really want to get back to a chapter every other day. If I do not post two chapters a week, I give you all permission to yell at me. Please give me support on my story. It really means a lot hearing from everybody. I'll leave this with a question.
What do you think Rhode was about to say?
Thanks again guys, and I hope you're having a great day!