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Two months later.

I'm getting married tomorrow. No matter how much I wish I wasn't. Today was my last day of freedom before I have to abide by the British royal family.

I have been living in Queen Margaret and King William's castle in England for the past week in preparation for the wedding. I'm very lonely here, even thought my family and friends from back home came here too. 

"Wake up Anna!" Juliet storms into my room and it startles me.

"Jesus christ Jules, you scared the shit out of me. Why are you here?" She jumps onto my bed and climbs on top of me.

"We are going out for one last night of fun. I refuse to let you get married to a Prince before you get fucked up." She gets off of me and walks into my wardrobe, pulling out things for me to wear.

"Juliet, please. I'm supposed to be asleep. I quite obviously have a big day tomorrow." She finds a gorgeous silver sparkly dress and finds some matching shoes. I shake my head at her.

"No Juliet." She goes back in my closet and finds a black sparkly dress for her. She squeals and runs into the bathroom. I groan and drag myself out of bed.

"Jules, please be quiet. Everyone else is asleep." She slides on her black and and throws my silver on at me to try on.

"Yeah, yeah just put it on." I put on the silver dress and matching heels and look at myself in the mirror. Juliet starts doing her hair and makeup while I do mine too.

I put on some silver jewellery and leave my hair down. Juliet grabs my hand and leads me out the bathroom and down the stairs to the grand entrance. 

"Shit this place is big." I laugh at her comment as we both sneak out the front door. Once we get outside Juliet realises we don't have a car.

"Come with me. Je veux vous montrer quelque chose." I pull her down to the garage and her jaw drops with awe when she sees the amount of cars in there. (Translation: I wanna show you something)

"Holy shit." She squeals and runs along all of the cars admiring them all.

I walk up to the black Bugatti La Voiture Noire and get in the drivers seat. I sigh, missing the feeling of driving my own car but get excited sitting in this seat again. Juliet runs up to the car and jumps into the passenger seat, looking at the car in awe.

 Juliet runs up to the car and jumps into the passenger seat, looking at the car in awe

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"Prête?" I ask her eagerly and she nods back at me. (Translation: ready?)

I step on the gas and speed us out of the garage.

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