first day blues [bella]

[donato nicolas of spain]

Dante sighed as he trudged down the hall towards his room. It was the first day of classes. A thursday. And while Dante was overjoyed at the fact that his first week of school was only actually two days, he was annoyed at the schedule he'd recieved that morning. He was taking way too many classes; more than he was last year. He paused outside of Bella's door and pulled his pill bottle from his pocket and eased the lid off. He shook out two pills, swallowed them and snapped the lid back on before looking at the label and smiling. He'd gone to see his in-town therapist the day before and had his prescription reinstated, just so if he got caught by his mom again she couldn't say anything. He'd picked up the bottle on his lunch break when he'd gone out to smoke before Creative Writing.

Stuffing the bottle back into his pocket, Dante knocked twice before pushing the door open. He walked in and set his books down on the little table before taking his blazer off slowly. He folded it quietly and set it on the couch. "Hi," he said quietly, pouting a little before he walked to Bella's bed and laid down, pulling the pillow over his head. "School sucks," he muttered as he toed his shoes off. "Why is it important again?"

Dante sighed to himself and rolled over so he was laying on his back and he stuffed the pillow under his head. "So, what's your schedule like?" he asked, crossing his arms under his head and looking over at Bella. She was reading Pride and Prejudice, a book he wouldn't be reading until after his birthday. His first reading assignment of the semester was Beowulf and he wondered if he could talk Vivien into helping him with it. She was from England, so she should already know it, right? The only time he'd done well in Literature was the semester they spent on Spanish literature because it was all stories his mother had read to him when he was younger. His favorite had always been Don Quixote and he'd even braved the ballet in order to see the story played out. "Why are you out of your uniform already?" he asked, noticing for the first time that she was dressed in a black skirt and a purple top.

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Tag: bella
Word Count: three nine four
Outfit: here

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Credits: Lyrics: B.o.B.
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[isabella liliana ortega]

Got a secret
Can you keep it ?
Swear this one you'll save



Better lock it, in your pocket
Taking this one to the grave
If I show you then I know you

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Her schedule wasn’t so bad this term, she had study hall so she had spent most of it just tidying up a few things and she had also taken Cosita out on a walk. She felt bad leaving her dog alone for so long but she couldn’t bring her to classes with her so whenever she had a chance she ended up coming to take her out in case she had to go to the bathroom. Apparently she was going to develop a schedule as well so she’d probably get used to going to the bathroom when Bella had her longer breaks so that she could take her out. She had also changed out of her uniform and ended up putting on something a lot more comfortable and Cosita was now snoozing on her bed. She was laying down on her stomach, reading Pride and Prejudice when she heard two knocks on the door. She didn’t bother getting up because people hardly used the hall door for her room. Ellie wouldn’t need to knock, so it had to be one of the boys. If it was Dante he’d just walk in, and her thoughts were affirmed as he walked in. She watched as he set his books down on the table she had near the door and set his blazer on the couch. She put the book down momentarily, marking her place.

“Hi to you too” she said with a small laugh, “It’s important because it fills your head with information that’s going to be really important when you become King of Spain”

She knew that Dante didn’t like school, she couldn’t blame him but she personally loved school. She knew the education she received at Vineheart would not compare to the education she’d receive at a regular school. So she appreciated every class, and tried her best to maintain at least all A’s because that’s the least she could do. Her bed was large enough that she didn’t have to scoot over when Dante got on it and stole one of her pillows, it was rather amusing that he was laying on her bed instead of on his own but she decided to not comment on it. He asked what her schedule was like and she couldn’t complain, she had study hall at the end of Thursdays and she only had fun classes on Friday. Sure math and science were in there during the week but luckily she had no double hours of lectures, just labs, and she was taking Anatomy and Physiology with that new professor who all the girls were already drooling over. So she knew it would be a good term, Dante’s schedule on the other hand would be hard for him given that she was starting at eight this term instead of ten as he had last year. So that meant that he couldn’t be out at all hours of the night anymore, unless he wanted to deal with major hangovers and class at eight in the morning.

“Not too bad, my only class longer than an hour is Physics and that’s because it has a lab” she said, “And I am out of my uniform already because I had study hall for last hour today. So I just came back here to walk Cosita, change, and do some light reading before the homework starts getting piled on”

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Starring: donato nicolas of spain
Words on the script: five six three
Costumes: click here
Notes: will go here
Who we thank: Lyrics: The Pierces
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[donato nicolas of spain]

Dante toed his shoes off and let them drop to the floor, knowing that Bella probably wouldn't want his shoes on her bed and he readjusted until he was comfortable. The good thing about Vineheart, he'd decided a long time ago, was the beds. He had friends who went to boarding school and friends in college who always complained about having twin size beds, but luckily at Vineheart, they had queen size beds. He didn't think Bella ever minded when he took it upon himself to crash on her bed, since it was so big. And when he did actually crash in her room, he slept on the couch, anyway. "Oh yeah," he said, laughing and rolling his eyes at her comment. "Like I'll need to know Calculus or Anatomy when I'm sitting on the throne," he said, trying to think of a situation where he would ever need either one of the subjects. He could see how he would need Cultures, or History, and Economics even, as those subjects would help him to not only make good decisions for his country but to fit seamlessly into any political event he would be corralled into. Of course, he'd also gotten life experience with those since his father had made it a point to include him in meetings and political gatherings from a young age. It was the only reason, Dante thought, that Raul had allowed Dante to take dance lessons with Bella for so many years. After all, it just wasn't right for a future King to not be able to dance at a state dinner or a wedding.

"It's not too bad though, I guess," he said, shooting Bella a look as a mischevious grin broke out over his face. "Having Professor Hodgins at eight in the morning is definitely interesting, even if it is calculus," he said, laughing quietly. He'd heard rumors of new teachers starting at the end of the previous school year, which wasn't so surprising since many of their teachers were older and retiring. Apparently, being a teacher at Vineheart was rather lucrative, since no one ever seemed to retire until they had to. But when he'd heard the rumors, he hadn't been expecting to see the tall, sexy brunette that had walked into their classroom. The kicker was that she was so young looking he'd almost thought she was a fellow classmate. He guessed it was probably a good thing she was his teacher and not a student, or he'd be in serious trouble of breaking his promise to Vivien.

"Ugh, no fair," he said, pouting again as he shifted his gaze back to the ceiling. He couldn't believe that Bella, along with having a lighter course load was also out of classes a full period before him because her study hall was last. He couldn't complain, really, though, because he had two study halls. The registrar's office had told him that anyone taking as many classes as him was required to have two study periods so they could keep up with the work. And his study halls just happened to be just before and just after his lunch, depending on the day, so he had two whole free hours while most of his fellow classmates were in class. That gave him two hours to get as stoned as he needed to be in order to make it through the end of his day. He scoffed when she mentioned she was doing light reading and his pout turned into a frown. "I wouldn't call that light," he mumbled, turning his head to look at Bella's wall so she couldn't see his face. Dante loved to read, but it was so difficult that he often got discouraged unless he found the book super interesting. He wasn't sure how he was going to make it through his Brit Lit class, since he found most of the British classics to be a complete bore.

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Tag: bella
Word Count: six five five
Outfit: here

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Notes:[/color] poor dante
Credits: Lyrics: B.o.B.
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[isabella liliana ortega]

Got a secret
Can you keep it ?
Swear this one you'll save



Better lock it, in your pocket
Taking this one to the grave
If I show you then I know you

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She folded the corner of the page, so that she could focus on Dante. After all reading wasn’t at the top of her priority list right now anyway. She watched as he settled himself on her bed, it was funny just how comfortable he got on her bed, as if it was his. Then again she was pretty sure that her bed was the only girl’s bed he was on constantly, which was ironic given his reputation. Nonetheless she was glad that she had such a large bed because if she had a smaller bed he’d probably have to lay down on the couch instead. She heard him laugh, and she could tell that he had rolled his eyes. Obviously things like Calculus and Anatomy didn’t seem important, because they all seemed to be rather redundant subjects. She herself often wondered how much she would end up using Calculus but of course there was a point for education. After all people were often impressed by others who had a vast knowledge of many things, and she was certain the people of Spain would be more comfortable knowing their future king was getting the best education that could be offered. Honestly no one wanted a moron for a monarch, there had been too many of those in the world’s history, so she was sure that an education was important.

“Well you won’t use them, but I’m sure the people of Spain feel more comfortable knowing their king isn’t some uneducated moron” she said, “Plus you never know when knowledge of a particular subject can come in handy”

She knew that probably sounded weird, but part of her job was to make sure that Dante did appreciate his education. She rolled her eyes at his comment about the new Calculus professor, of course that would be something he would comment on. She refrained from pushing him off the bed because in her opinion it wasn’t about how attractive a professor was, then again they did have a lot of eye candy. Most of the younger professors were very pretty, or handsome depending on the gender. After all half of the fifth year girls were ecstatic because Professor Shay was very attractive. There were also rumors of a couple of other professors being quite the lookers, and well she honestly couldn’t blame Dante. She adjusted herself so she was now leaning against the vast amount of pillows that decorated her bed. She had never understood why most duvets tended to have so many pillows as decorations but they were nice to have whenever she wanted to lean against her bed. She watched Dante as he pouted saying it wasn’t fair that she got out early, but honestly it was okay right now but she was pretty sure that later it would prove to be beneficial when the homework load got larger. Plus she wasn’t sure how hard this term’s language class was going to be, German had proven to be a harder subject to deal with than she originally though, but at least she wasn’t taking that again.

“Oh believe me it will be fair when homework starts getting assigned” she said with a small laugh, “Well its light for me, but of course what I think isn’t what everyone thinks. Plus don’t you remember what you said to me once, that I don’t read books I devour them? Of course it seems light to me. But if you need help with Lit class, you know I’ll help you.”

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Starring: donato nicolas of spain
Words on the script: five eight six
Costumes: click here
Notes: hope it's okay
Who we thank: Lyrics: The Pierces
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[donato nicolas of spain]

Dante sighed and rolled off of Bella's bed. He didn't want to be the first one to say it. It was like a giant elephant in the room, unless she hadn't checked her phone all day. He'd been caught and he had no idea what to do about it. "I'll be right back," he said quietly as he gathered his stuff from around her room and disappeared through the door into his own. He threw his crap on his bed and then dug through his jacket pocket until he retrieved the bottle of pills again. He popped another two in his mouth and, this time, he chewed them so they would hit his blood stream faster and last longer. With the bottle tucked safely away in his medicine cabinet, Dante stripped out of his uniform and laid it on his bed. His uniforms didn't go to the regular laundry, they all went to be dry cleaned and he would have to bag them up later.

After stepping into a pair of basketball shorts, a VINEHEART tee and a pair of comfy socks- as opposed to the dress socks he normally wore- he headed back into Bella's room and flopped on her bed again. Although, this time, he stayed sitting up and he leaned back against her headboard, pulling his legs up until he was sitting indian style, holding one of her pillows in his lap. "Have you like, not looked at your phone today?" he asked, deciding not to beat around the bush about it. "I really don't want to talk about school, although I appreciate your offer. I will, in fact, need help in literature," he said, sighing as he remembered back to when he and Bella had been learning to read. She'd been bossy with him, even then, and he'd loved it because it meant he didn't have to read out loud. She always insisted it was her turn and saved him from the embarrassment of mixing his words around.

"I'm sorry," he said, sighing as he looked down at the bed and began to trace designs over her pillow with his fingertip. "I didn't mean to snap at you like that, I just," he started, sighing and shutting his mouth again. He had to be the one to say it. Somehow in his mind, he knew, that even if she had seen it, he had to be the one to say it. "Vivi and I got caught and I came in here today fully expecting a lecture," he said, mumbling and hugging the pillow closer to him. It wasn't just that he and Vivien had been caught. There'd been a handful of times over the summer where Bella had stumbled across them, although it had all been, for the most part, innocent. And of course, when he'd woken up in Vivien's suite in Mallorca, the room had shown signs of being cleaned so he knew that a member of his staff had seen them together. But this time, they'd been caught, in public, on camera. And it was currently the top story on ROYALSCANDAL's blog. Not to mention the midmorning text blast. He had yet to talk to Bri and he was, in all honesty, kind of hiding from her.

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Tag: bella
Word Count: five four one
Outfit: new outfit

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Notes:[/color] ha. totally realized as i was reading through this thread that this happened the same day the news broke. oops. sorry for the quick change of subject!
Credits: Lyrics: B.o.B.
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[isabella liliana ortega]

Got a secret
Can you keep it ?
Swear this one you'll save



Better lock it, in your pocket
Taking this one to the grave
If I show you then I know you

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She heard him sigh, but honestly didn’t make much of a connection. She nodded when he said he would be back, and she decided to quit reading the book and she set it on her bedside table. Cosita nestled up next to her, and Bella scratched her ears as she waited for Dante to come back. He had been acting sort of weird lately, but she attributed that to the stress of just being back in school. He was always wound up a little tighter at the beginning of each school year but Bella attributed that to the idea that he just needed to get used to his new schedule. She didn’t think much, closing her eyes for a second as she enjoyed the silence. She could hear Dante shuffling in the next room, but only because the door was open, and she knew that he would be back momentarily. She knew that at some point in the week she’d be wishing she could do this, so she wanted to take advantage of the light load she had today, because as soon as they started to pile on the homework she would be in serious trouble. Just as long as she didn’t start getting migraines, everything would be okay. When he came back in, she opened her eyes and realized that there was something else wrong. She sat up, and she was a bit startled by his question.

“I mean I have, but not constantly” she said, confused as to what he meant about not reading her phone, and actually a bit hurt at his tone because it indicated he was mad.

She didn’t stay anything then, just because she was confused as to what on earth was going on. But when he said it, it dawned on her. They had gotten caught, how on earth had they even gotten caught anyway? She was pretty sure they had been really careful, then again she wasn’t sure how careful they had been during her vacation. But honestly, this was going to be a disaster. She looked up at him when he said that he had been expecting a lecture, but what was she supposed to lecture him on? It wasn’t like she didn’t know that he and Vivien had feelings for each other. It wasn’t like she hadn’t known he wasn’t happy with Gabriella, that he never wanted to marry her. She couldn’t very well lecture him on his feelings, because you couldn’t control those at all. After all the heart had a way of just saying you had to fall in love with this one person, no matter what the circumstances were, because they were the person for you. So she couldn’t very well berate Dante for finding his happiness. She wanted him to be happy, she only wanted what was best for him because she loved him and he deserved to get what he wanted. Was it not convenient? Yes, it was beyond inconvenient. But could she lecture him for it? No, she couldn’t, no matter how much she wished she could.

“Dante, I can’t lecture you over something I don’t think you need to be lectured on. No I had no idea you guys had been caught, unlike half of the population at this school I don’t follow ROYALSCANDAL religiously, I just check sometimes, so I wouldn’t have gotten the notification to my phone” she said, “I can lecture you for allowing yourself to get caught, but I can’t lecture you for anything else, even if I wanted to”

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Starring: donato nicolas of spain
Words on the script: five nine one
Costumes: click here
Notes: hope it's okay
Who we thank: Lyrics: The Pierces
Template: Created by me!

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[donato nicolas of spain]

Dante immediately felt horrible the minute Bella looked at him, startled and confused. He could count on one hand, and still have fingers left, exactly how many times in his life he had been mad at Bella. Sure, he got irritated with her, sometimes frequently, because she was so close to him and honestly, who didn't get irritated at their family. But he never got mad. And then she reminded him that she didn't have ROYALSCANDAL on blast like most of their fellow classmates. Bella had long ago washed her hands of the types of scandal Dante created, since there was nothing she could do about them, so it made sense to him that she wouldn't be monitoring the site. Dante, however, monitered everything that was said about him whether it was in a press release, newspaper, gossip rag or the school's very own scandal blog. Plus, he kept track of the reputations of his friends, since one day very soon he would sit on the throne and his friends would reflect on his "new and improved" image.

Dante pulled his phone from his pocket as Bella was talking to him and he powered it on- he'd turned it off hours ago when it had vibrated completely off his lab table from the amount of action it was seeing. Once it was powered on and he'd put in his password, Dante scrolled through the many incoming messages- mostly questioning him about the incident- until he reached the ROYALSCANDAL message. "Here," he said, handing her the phone and pulling out his lighter. He didn't light it, but he did begin to play with it, flipping the top open and closed as he waited for her to read it. "That's from the day I left for England,

[/color]" he said, shaking his head in anger. "Which means whoever the blogger is, probably has been holding it since that day. But at least it's not public yet, or mama would have been calling you by now. My phone has been off,[/color]" he said, frowning and staring at the lighter.

"Thanks,[/color]" he said, as he thought more about what she'd said. The first time around, all he'd heard was about her not getting the blast. "For not lecturing me,[/color]" he said, leaning his head on her shoulder and reaching out to take the phone from her and turning it off without reading any of the messages. He dropped it on the bed between them and closed the lighter, holding it in his palm. "But I'm not sure it matters, really. She probably won't talk to me anymore, now, since this whole thing is my fault,[/color]" he said quietly. Dante wasn't sure what to think about Vivien. He'd tasted a type of happiness he was sure only she could bring to him, but her crown was everything to her and she'd been so freaked out earlier. Despite her telling him after the masquerade that she was drawn to him and, physicaly and emotionally, couldn't leave him, he wasn't that convinced. Scandal had a way of changing people and he was sure he'd embarrassed her in front of the world, unless someone had the post taken down before the media got to it.[/color]
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Tag: bella
Word Count: five three four
Outfit: new outfit

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Credits: Lyrics: B.o.B.
Template: Liz! [/font][/blockquote][/blockquote][/center]

[isabella liliana ortega]

Got a secret
Can you keep it ?
Swear this one you'll save



Better lock it, in your pocket
Taking this one to the grave
If I show you then I know you

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She bit on the inside of her cheek, because this was making her nervous. She watched as he pulled out his phone, and wondered just how bad this blast had been. She had tried her best to ignore ROYALSCANDAL over the years because in all honesty if she freaked out about everything the blogger said she would have gone crazy long ago. But still she waited for him to show her what it was, and goodness gracious she was a bit surprised at what she saw. Who had taken the picture, and why on earth had they sent it to the gossip blogger? She knew that she could expect a phone call from the queen soon, especially since Dante had this phone off now. This was going to be a major issue, and it would take a lot of cleaning up and of course there would be this huge problem with the queen. She would know that Bella knew, that meant that she would be in major trouble for not telling her. But what was she supposed to know? She didn’t want to out Dante because he was happy when he spent time with Vivien, and that’s all Bella wanted for him. She knew it wasn’t the best situation, but love was weird like that sometimes, and all you could really do about it was take it as it came.

“I’m sorry that they did this to you, you didn’t deserve to have yourself outed like this” she said, “Just as a form of gossip for this stupid blogger”

She really didn’t feel like she had to lecture him, she had a feeling that he probably felt horrible enough. After all this would have gotten to the whole school, and it would have gotten to Gabriella. Not that Bella hated her, but she was sure that Dante would have preferred to let her know himself. Not have her find out by the gossip blogger that plagued all of their lives. She knew that the last thing Dante needed was to be lectured anyway, he had enough going on. She frowned slightly when he placed his head on her shoulder, he was obviously upset. He hardly ever did that, unless there was something seriously wrong and that was when she got worried. She rubbed his shoulder lightly trying to be reassuring but she wasn’t sure what else she could say. Especially when he said that it probably didn’t matter, that Vivien probably wouldn’t want to talk to him anymore. If she was honest, just based on how Vivien was around Dante, she wouldn’t be mad at him. After all it wasn’t just Dante’s fault, she had been just as involved as he was, but obviously Bella wouldn’t voice this out loud. But she knew that Vivien cared as much for Dante as he did for her, that much was obvious. She might have been a little upset, but Bella had a feeling it would all work out in the end. Obviously once both sets of parents realized that the current arrangement made no one happy, and then they could try and figure out something that would make it all work out. All Bella wanted was for everything to work out for Dante, because he deserved it.

“I know you’ll get enough of it from everyone else, and I honestly know Dante. You can’t dictate your feelings, I know you didn’t mean to fall for her” she said, “And Dante believe me she’ll want to talk to you, I can see it when you two are together. What is there, it can’t really be ripped apart easily”

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Starring: donato nicolas of spain
Words on the script: six zero five
Costumes: click here
Notes: hope it's okay
Who we thank: Lyrics: The Pierces
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[donato nicolas of spain]

Dante wrinkled his nose a bit when Bella mentioned falling for Vivien and he could help the small laugh he tried to bite back. "I'm not falling for her," he said, shaking his head a little as he sat back up straight. He kissed Bella's temple as he lifted his head and readjusted. "That idea is pretty odd, considering we're only seventeen. And Donato 'DonJuan' Nicolas Raul de Jimenez y Borbon doesn't fall in love,

[/color]" he said, laughing again and sighing quietly. That had been his mantra ever since the first girl he'd made out with sometime back in second year. But he had to wonder, just based on how different he'd been since he started pursuing Vivien. He hadn't slept with anyone but her since he'd broke things off with Clara- he hadn't even wanted to, even during the almost ten long weeks- felt like years- that he hadn't been sleeping with anyone.

"I just, I don't know,[/color]" he said, shrugging his shoulders. "She's so different. But it was still me pushing,[/color]" he said, looking back down at his lighter and resuming the pattern of flipping it open and closed. "I mean, we don't talk about this, usually, but, I need to. She never objected to me taking her out or anything, she's never said no,[/color]" he said, glancing at Bella to see if she was uncomfortable. He figured as long as he didn't get into specifics, they were still okay. After all, this wasn't a conversation he wanted to have with any of his boys because they were sure to make fun of the 'demise of Vinehearts Playboy'; and he certainly didn't want to talk to a therapist who didn't even know him. "And she told me at the masquerade when I told her about Clara that she wasn't ever leaving, but that was before she had the scandal of dating The Playboy thrown in her face,[/color]" he said, shrugging again and closing the lighter before beginning to flip it slowly over his fingers, a trick he'd learned one night when he was wasted back in second year.

"I think it's because we've been friends for so long. I'm so afraid of losing her friendship,[/color]" he said, quietly as he slid down further on Bella's bed. "You're the only friend I've had longer than her and Bri, but the pull to her is just too strong. I think that's why it's been so hard to tell Bri,[/color]" he said, frowning. He'd tried to tell her at least a dozen times. But the most recent had barely more than a week before when he'd only been able to mutter 'I'm sleeping with someone I shouldn't' before he'd changed the subject, too chicken to finish the statement. Not even a hell of a lot of liquid courage had been enough to make him admit his biggest sin. "I'm going to lose one or both of them. And I don't have that many true friends to be losing them.[/color]"[/color]
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Tag: bella
Word Count: four nine six
Outfit: new outfit

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Credits: Lyrics: B.o.B.
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[isabella liliana ortega]

Got a secret
Can you keep it ?
Swear this one you'll save



Better lock it, in your pocket
Taking this one to the grave
If I show you then I know you

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She rolled her eyes at his reaction, the boy could be so blind sometimes. One thing that Dante had to learn early on was the fact that he couldn’t really hide things from Bella. She basically saw through any façade of his, after all she had known him since they were toddlers. She was pretty sure that Dante was the first person that she met as a newborn, and well she had been basically raised alongside him. So she knew all about him, and obviously how blind he could be. Not that she could blame him, after all she was pretty certain that Vivien was a whole new thing for him. She could basically say that she had never seen him like this, that’s why she could very easily tell that he was falling and he was falling hard. Obviously the idea of love didn’t match up with the womanizer image he had been portraying over the years, but she knew that all it took was one person. Finding that one person that would make you want to change your entire being for them, just to make them happy. Bella knew that this person was Vivien for Dante, and it was rather amusing that he didn’t see it just yet. But of course he’d realize it soon enough, he was smart, and it would become very obvious to him soon enough.

“Please save that line for someone who hasn’t known you since she was two seconds old” she said with a laugh, “Because let’s be honest Dante, when I tell you something. Chances are, that it’s the truth”

He knew how upfront she was about most things, she knew when it was appropriate to keep a secret but she hated them overall. Secrets only brought on bad things, and if you had the ability to be truthful, why not roll with it. She listened as he explained that it was always him pushing, but she was certain that even if he did push, if she didn’t cooperate, it wouldn’t happen. Because honestly he hadn’t gotten into this situation alone, she had responded, and obviously that made her just as involved as he was. It didn’t matter who initiated, the fact of the matter was that she had responded. She didn’t blame Vivien, she didn’t blame Dante, heck she didn’t even blame Gabriella. She somewhat blamed the king, and the queen, because if they hadn’t gone through with the ridiculous engagement, then things wouldn’t have gotten as complicated as they had. But of course the alliance assurance was always important, making sure you had a powerful ally was important. And of course the surest way of accomplishing that was marrying your children off to your allies children. That was one of the many reasons that Bella didn’t envy the royals, the fact that love was so hard for them. It’s why she considered herself lucky, she was free to love whoever she wanted.

“Dante, the fact that she told you that shows just how much she cares. She wouldn’t have told you that otherwise” she said, “And I know that you feel bad for this situation with Gabriella but she has to understand. I’m sure she’s just as unhappy with this arrangement as you are, and she won’t hate you. Neither will Vivien. Contrary to popular belief it’s rather impossible to hate you, even when you do idiotic things. I can’t promise it will all work out in five seconds, but it will eventually. And until then, I’ll be here to support you as best as I can, because I love you, and you are my best friend.”

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Starring: donato nicolas of spain
Words on the script: six zero seven
Costumes: click here
Notes: hope it's okay
Who we thank: Lyrics: The Pierces
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[donato nicolas of spain]

"I know," he said, laughing quietly again as he thought about all the times that Bella had been right about him. "But on this one, I don't think it's true. I think it's only different because she's one of my best friends and because it's been a challenge,

[/color]" he said, continuing to play with his lighter. He hoped, if he was really honest with himself, that he was the one lying. Because he knew that if he hurt her now after all that he'd put her through he would lose her forever. But still, he couldn't help but wonder at the whole thing. "It was all very exciting; the sneaking around and hiding. What if it gets boring now that everyone knows?[/color]" he asked, shrugging his shoulders at the idea. It was true, that the sneaking around had been a big part of the thrill to the relationship. And the reason Dante was such a womanizer was because he got bored with them often and he just couldn't deal with the day to day of having a regular girlfriend. Girlfriends expected things like gifts on holidays and for you to remember arbitrary dates such as the first time you kissed. And they expected consistency, something Dante had never been good at.

"I know she cares about me,[/color]" he said, leaning his head back on Bella's shoulder because it was comfortable. "She took the fact that Clara is a backstabbing bitch in stride and she's been there for me through all of the meetings this summer, even though it was her sister's wedding she was planning,[/color]" he said, thinking back to all the times the two of them had been seated with his mother and Bella to discuss all the minute details of the wedding. She'd poured over emails from her sister and her mother to act as the go between for the two families in order to allow Dante to attend to his political duties with a clear mind. And she'd always been the one to keep her head on straight and make sure Dante didn't get too close to her when in the presence of his mother or the press. "It's just that I don't even really know what happened. And it's still completely my fault. I'm the one that pulled her into the coat closet in England over a year ago and I'm the one that openly flirted with her since. I never, ever, expected her to actually meet me during the Rose Ball,[/color]" he said, thinking back to the text he'd sent her, telling her that they needed to speak urgently, only so he could kiss her for a second time. Or, what he considered the real first time.

"And I know that Bri is unhappy, but she's also guilty about the whole pregnancy thing and is determined not to disappoint her mother,[/color]" he said, thinking of how ugly that whole situation had been. Dante hadn't even known that Gabriella was dating anyone at the time and she'd refused to utter a word on who the potential father had been. And that's when her lockdown had started and she'd gone from the fun-loving rebellious best friend to the shell of herself that he usually saw. The moments where his old friend shined through were perfect moments for Dante, because he didn't like to believe that her mother could crush her spirits. "And I don't know if I can stand her hating me for going after her sister while we live in the same house for the rest of our lives. I'm sure I could eventually win her over, but what do I do until then?[/color]" He closed his eyes as he forced himself to take a deep breath and relax. The Xanax he'd swallowed like candy were taking effect and he could physically feel some of the tension melt out of his body as he closed his hand around his lighter. There was no longer a need to play with it out of anxiety, only a need to hold it like a security blanket. "Thank you for always being there for me, even when I'm a total dick and in the wrong,[/color]" he said quietly before wrapping his arms around her in a lazy half hug. It made him grin that he was, essentially, cuddling with her; but it was just Bella. "I love you too, even when you kick my ass into gear.[/color]"[/color]
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Tag: bella
Word Count: seven three five
Outfit: new outfit

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Credits: Lyrics: B.o.B.
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[isabella liliana ortega]

Got a secret
Can you keep it ?
Swear this one you'll save



Better lock it, in your pocket
Taking this one to the grave
If I show you then I know you

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She gave him a pretty incredulous look, then again boys definitely were always known to be blind. After all it had to do with that ridiculous notion that boys weren’t connected to their feelings and other things like that. But she had a feeling that it probably helped that Dante wanted to believe that it was just about the fact that it was a challenge. He wanted an excuse to just brush off the idea that it wasn’t because he was falling for her, but because it had been the most challenging thing for him. Obviously she knew better, as an observer she could be more objective. She could tell the truth, even if he didn’t want to accept it. After all she had never seen him like this, and she had seen him go through so many girls. None of his girlfriends had ever made him appear as he did now, and well Bella knew how to identify when someone was gone. And if she was honest, she knew that Dante was so far beyond gone, that he wasn’t even aware of it. She was pretty sure that was the best kind of love, the one that caught you completely by surprise and that just made you go so far that you didn’t even realize how far gone you were until it was too late.

“Just keep deluding yourself that it’s that Dante. But I know better” she said, “I know you, sometimes I think I know you better than you know yourself, so I’m not wrong”

Of course Vivien was great, she obviously cared about him too. Most girls would have just washed their hands of Dante after the whole Clara fiasco. She was also strong too, the fact that she had gone through helping plan her own sister’s wedding, when she herself cared about Dante in the way that she did. It was actually kind of heartbreaking for Bella, she just wanted everyone to be happy. She wanted Dante and Vivien to be able to be open about their feelings, but of course it was not a good political move and other things like that. Bella herself had been able to see how Vivien had tried to make this whole wedding ordeal easier for Dante, after her vacation she had seen the princess act as a gp-between almost on a daily basis. It was times like those that Bella wished she had control over things, because it had to have been hard for her, and she knew Dante didn’t want to marry Gabriella. She didn’t even want to help plan the wedding half the time because it wasn’t something Dante wanted, she had often asked her mother why she had to participate, and her mother had said that because she was close to Dante, she had to be a part of the whole ordeal.

“Sometimes things just work out in weird ways Dante, we can’t really control them. But it’s obvious you care about her, and it’s obvious she cares about you” she said, “I just wish that me knowing this, would help you at all”

She knew all about that whole ordeal with Gabriella and the pregnancy scare. Obviously no one had been aware that the princess was dating anyone, Bella really started to think that maybe that was one of the reasons that the parents had pulled for the wedding to be so much closer than it had been before. She honestly just wanted to tell Dante that he wouldn’t have to live with Gabriella, that he would be free to choose whoever he wanted, and that it would all be okay. But there was only so much a person could hope for, obviously Bella wanted what was best for Dante. She wanted what was best for Gabriella too, because no matter what she said, she didn’t want to marry Dante either. She just felt she had to, because it was what her parents wanted. But she had a feeling that Gabriella wouldn’t hate Dante, she was pretty sure that she couldn’t even blame him. You couldn’t blame someone for matters of the heart, because honestly you can’t even control what happened when it came to that. She felt like this was a constant thought for her, especially when it came to Dante’s situation.

“She won’t hate you” she assured and her next comment was more of a teasing one, “It’s my job to kick your ass into gear, I’m the only one who can do it, and do it as efficiently”

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Starring: donato nicolas of spain
Words on the script: seven five seven
Costumes: click here
Notes: hope it's okay
Who we thank: Lyrics: The Pierces
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[donato nicolas of spain]

Dante listened as Bella reassured him again and he briefly closed his eyes, soaking up the calm that he got from Bella. He straightened back up in the bed and pushed his lighter back into his pocket before patting the bed in front of Cosita to get her attention. She followed his fingers back until he could scoop her up into his lap and he began to play with her, teasing the puppy by quickly removing his hand from her reach.

"I guess I'll just have to trust you," he said, finally, shaking his head at the prospect. He trusted Bella every day with very intimate details of his life that she could always share with the world. But that was the per to knowing her since birth, he didn't even question that she knew these things, because he knew that she would never hurt him.

"It's just hard, with everything so uncertain,

[/color]" he said, laying the puppy upside down on his lap and tickling her stomach, laughing as the little dog squirmed and let out little tiny yips everytime she missed getting one of his fingers. It had only been half a day, after all, and of course both of the girls were allowed their own time to come to terms with what had happened between them all. Dante quick playing with the puppy, letting her roll off of his lap and onto the bed, and he stretched out to get more comfortable. His stomach growled then and he realized how hungry he was as he put his hands over his stomach and laughed. "Apparently, it's dinner time,[/color]" he said, sitting up straight on the bed and rubbing his eyes as he laughed. "You up for dinner?[/color]" he asked, smiling as he stood up and headed for his room. "I just have to change back,[/color]" he said, glancing at his basketball shorts and tshirt and knowing that he wouldn't be able to get into dinner, the one meal with a dress code, in his current attire. He waited for her to answer and then disappeared through the door.[/color]
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Tag: bella
Word Count: three four seven
Outfit: new outfit

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Notes:[/color] la la la
Credits: Lyrics: B.o.B.
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