Charlie Gyid 2, Anysia Eaton [best love story novels in english .txt] 📗

the page before Brad could see it. I was too late. He smoothly turned it back to that page. Stuck on the double age were ten photo’s. Two of them were those of lads I knew – one of them being Alison’s older brother. The other eight were celebrities.
Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom, Leonardo Dicaprio, Tom Hanks, and Brad Pitt where the ones I had first put in, but when I was thirteen I added a few more; Robert Patterson, Daniel Radcliff, and Mark Hamon.
“Ok, I can recognise these...” he said pointing to the actors, but then he moved his hand to the other two and asked, “Who are these?”
“That one’s my older brother Marcus” answered Alison pointing to the older one of the two.
“You have a brother?” asked Brad.
“I used to” she replied.
I gave Brad and Gabby a look, telling them to stop that line of conversation. I knew Alison never wanted to go into that.
“What about that one?” asked Brad pointing at the other.
“Just a lad I sat next to English in my first year at school” I replied turning the page.
The Location – The plaza, in London.
The Flowers. – White lilies and white roses.
The Decorations. – Balloon, flowers and silver ribbons.
The Music. – Westlife and Backstreet Boys, of course.
The Dress. – Designer made. A white strapless dress, with a long train and veil.
The Guest List – Jeff, Santa Clause, The girls from Totally Spies , ect.
I had to admit, some of the things I would still love, like the flowers, the music, the dress, but I knew I would have to change the guest list. And I loved the fact I could finally pick the one groom that I really wanted. I would have to add a picture of Brad onto my Groom page.
“You never told me about this book” commented Brad once Alison and Gabby had vanished.
“I didn’t realise Alison had got it. I thought I’d never see it again” I replied. “You don’t have a picture of you that you’re willing to spare do you?”
He walked to one of his drawers and pulled out one of the both of us together. It was an exact replica to one we had in a frame on the wall. I took it from him. I grabbed a glue stick from in my bedside table drawer. I turned to the next free page and wrote.
THE FINAL GROOM
I then stuck down the photo.
“There we go” I cheered closing the book.
“Do you still want those things, like the flowers, the music, the location?” he asked serious, a smile came onto his face, “And the guest list?”
“The guest list and the location can go, but the music and the flowers I still like” I said.
“Well, that’s them sorted” he smiled.
One week to go.
The visit was getting close. The intermediate students had now joined the Expert students in pure Battle training. Brad and I offered to aid in speeding up the Beginners learning. If the extra people we could teach the student in smaller groups which sped up the process by double. They had entered into the realm of Expert level in defence.
We spent the final week preparing the rooms ready for the Prince and his company. We had no idea how many people exactly he would bring so we assigned fifty rooms to the Vampires with an extra thirty on standby. If we needed extra rooms we could quickly do them up. We decided to combine two rooms so the Prince’s room was twice the usual size. He couldn’t complain about the size that way. We were indecisive of whether to keep the nature theme or to turn it into an ordinary room. We left it. If he had a problem we would change it then.
We had managed to arrange with the event planner the exact day and time he would arrive. Sunday at seven in the evening. We had arranged for the prince and the event planner to be met at the door by Jeff and two guards. Jeff would then ask them to leave their stuff so a collection of people could take the baggage to the assigned rooms. They would be brought up to meet Sir Mallot, Mistress Halsente and I. We would greet them together.
Saturday night.
We gathered everybody together. Sir Mallot and Mistress Halsente were going to talk to the adults in the battle room. I was to talk to the students in the school cafeteria. Brad was by my side but as I walked down the middle of the cafeteria butterflies started erupting in my stomach. I didn’t start formally. As soon as I go the top of the cafeteria I straight away climbed onto the table.
“To start with, the same rules apply while I’m talking today because to be frank I am really not in the mood to be messed around. Are we clear?”
Everybody nodded but remained silent.
“Good” I continued. “Right, tomorrow at seven clock, Sir Malice will arrive. He will not be attending Dinner, but you are to be on your best behaviour anyway, we need to let the adults know you can behave sensibly. But he will join us for breakfast in the morning. And we ask you not to approach either him or any of his company, for your own safety. Monday’s lessons will run as normal, but be cautious when walking from lesson to lesson. Sir Malice will be watching the Expert lessons and so he will also be moving from lesson to lesson on both Wednesday and Thursday. But all other days he is not permitted in the school corridor. The ball will be Monday night. Lads, I believe all of you have a suit and tie or Warlock black robes. And ladies, I am sure you all have your dresses. The show, that some of you have been roped into performing in will happen on Tuesday after dinner. The performers will, of course, be eating an hour early. Are you following all this?”
They all nodded.
“Good, now on to the gritty stuff. I told you before that we will, for the duration of Sir Malice’s stay, be introducing a new rule. After school you are to be either in the new common rooms, the cafeteria, the food hall or the battle and training rooms. And then everybody must be in their dorm rooms by eight o’clock. You are not to be wondering around the corridors. The two eldest years and the adults will be patrolling day and night through the corridors. Anybody who is caught will be punished by either Sir Mallot or myself. Are we clear on that point?”
They all nodded.
“Now, all of us know the consequence should this visit not be a success. I have been told that it has been explained to you already so I’m not going to go into details but you have been training none stop. Should anything develop you know what to do. But, you must not panic, we must remain strong. The adults – I have to admit – are the ones that seem to do the panicking. Us students need to show them we can have a vampire visitor, we can be brave, we can do as we are told when the covert is in a state like this. The whole covert needs to show the vampires that we are good people, that we can be trusted, that we can get along. Don’t we?”
There was a loud cheer.
I motioned for them to settle down.
“I have spoken enough on the nitty gritty stuff. Yes, be cautious but have fun. Treat these days a privilege. It is after all one of the only of very little visits that have happened between the Wiccans and the Vampires. It doesn’t happen very often. So enjoy the festivities, like the ball and the show and relish it. Good luck, and behave.”
The room erupted into applause and chatting. That had probably been one of the longest speeches I’ve ever had to make, but it was necessary. Sir Mallot and Mistress Halsente had the same reception in the adult talk. The only thing to do was to wait. Wait for what could be a great success or a terrible disaster.

CHAPTER SIX
THE VAMPIRE
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.
I didn’t really understand why I felt like I had to set my alarm. We had eleven hours until the vampire will arrive. It was only eight o’clock. I didn’t have to get up for breakfast until nine at the earliest. Brad rolled over me to turn off the alarm when I didn’t. He was as panicky about this whole visit as everybody else. I finally told him everything that we discussed with the event planner three weeks ago. He didn’t like one bit of it. He had even went to the extension of saying he wasn’t going to leave me alone for one minute, apart from the ball – he wouldn’t have a choice but leave me then. Also, he had been roped into taking part in the show but as a royal I couldn’t. I have to introduce it and then sit down and watch. So he would have to leave me then as well. I just hope I can bag a seat on the opposite side of the room to Sir Malice, but it sounds unlikely.
For the day we decided to set up the grand hall ready for the ball. We had to decorate it somehow. We set up a little raised area that the band will play on. We then placed charm after charm on the room as the decorations were added. We added decorations up the walls, so people knew where the room ended. That was one of my problems, I used to believe it just went on and on, until I decided to try out how far it actually went. I ran straight into the wall with full force, believing I was still miles away from the end of the room.
We put levitation charms on lanterns that we would light on the night. They raised to at least nine feet. Nobody was that tall, so nobody would knock them. We couldn’t move the grand chairs yet, they would have to be a last minute move. We would need them to meet the Prince. We did, however, bring in a smaller grand chair for the Prince to sit on during our first meeting. This chair we decided to specialise to the stereotypical vampire. We went out and fetched bright royal red pillows to pad it with. We added a few bone like sculptures on the end of the arms and on the very top.
I organised for a cape to be made for him. It would be a roped cape that sat gently on his shoulders. It would have a black, sticking up collar. On the inside – except on the collar – it would be an rainforest green – the Swiss Covert’s colour.
I had it washed and Ironed, ready for him to be presented it on his arrival. I placed it in a dress bag and hung it on the back of my royal chair ready to hand over to him.
Dinner, that day was tense. Brad wouldn’t let go of my hand, and most of the hall was silent. A few of the younger students were talking and few of the Expert students were as well. We had remembered to send any children – and their parents of course – who are under school age – except Geska – to the French Covert for the duration of Sir Malice’s stay, so it was already quieter than usual. The adults where sat in a deadly silence. It was them who this visit was