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As Bree ran after Conner to catch up with him, she realized that she was a much different person now. She didn't know how to explain it, she was just happier now. She didn't put on her poker face anymore and she didn't hide her emotions. ^Why was she acting like this?^
"So where are we off to next?" Bree asked Conner with bright eyes.
"We're going to the Lumiere des Etoiles casino," he replied.
"Where is that?"
"Somewhere in Monte Carlo, I guess," he said.
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The duo walked to the train station in comfortable silence. Bree was thinking about their adventure, and while thinking her thoughts landed on Conner. Well, she was technically thinking about him the entire time, she just told herself that she was thinking about the adventure so she would stop smiling. Yes, she smiled when she thought of Conner. ^Why not?^
^He was like one of the coolest people on earth. He had a nice disposition, he was in contact with the fairytale world, and he was part fairy. Like how much cooler can you get?^
^He also made Bree happy. In some weird way, Bree realized that during her short time on this adventure with Conner, she was just happy. She was happy about everything. He just gave out happy vibes. Okay, that kinda sounded weird, but you get the point.^
Conner and Bree made it to the train station a little before six o'clock that morning. They hadn't slept all night, but neither of their faces showed that. They were both running on adrenaline and determination.
Bree hadn't stopped smiling yet(she was still thinking about Conner and the lion). "I'm friends with a lion statue, I'm friends with a lion statue," she sang to herself over and over again.
They both gawked at a large map over the ticketing counters and tried to make sense of all the colorful lines showing which trains traveled where.
"Doesn't look like anything travels directly to Monte Carlo," Conner said. "We'll have to stop in Paris where the thick blue line ends and then get on the thin dotted orange line."
"Your knowledge of travel terminology is very impressive," Bree joked.
They stood in a zigzagged line to the ticket counter with the other early-morning travelers. The ticketing agent had frizzy red hair and huge bags under her eyes. She drank coffee from an enormous mug like it was water.
"Next?" she said.
Conner and Bree approached her. "Two tickets to Paris, please," Bree said, apparently Conner was going to let her handle all this stuff.
The agent looked at them as if they had asked her to borrow her car. "Do you have a guardian accompanying you? Or an unaccompanied-minor form signed by your parents?" she asked.
Bre and Conner froze. Bree had totally forgotten that being a fourteen-year-old traveling the country wasn't allowed.
"We...we..," Bree began but came up with nothing came to her as an excuse. ^Maybe Conner could pull another Buckinghamshirevilleton.^
Conner seemed to panic and whipped his head around while Bree was thinking of a crazy way to get them to Monte Carlo.
"We're traveling with our grandmother," Conner said. What?
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Fanfiction"Oh, Conner- I forgot I had something I was going to ask you," Bree said. His answer surprised her. "Ask me anything," he responded. This sudden confidence surprised her but she continued as planned. "Do you have a crush on me or something?" Bree...
