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Together: Past, Present and Forever-Chapter 1
~*Past*~
"We'll always be together..." smiled Dagger, as she looked deep into her loved-one's crystal blue eyes.
"Forever..." smiled Zidane as he leaned closer and kissed the girl of his dreams.
The crowd around them were clapping and cheering endlessly, but all that mattered to Zidane and Dagger was that they were finally together and that's the way it always would be...forever. As the kiss drew to an end, Dagger gazed into Zidane's eyes and smiled.
"Do you promise we'll always be together?" she asked, hugging him tightly.
Zidane stroked her hair reassuringly, "even in a different life time, I promise you that my soul will always find yours."
Dagger smiled and rested her head on his chest.
~*Present Day: Garnett Mansion (France)*~
"Rise and shine princess!" smiled Belle as she opened the long, dark green curtains, letting in a pool of sunlight onto a matching green bed.
"Uh..." groaned a muffled voice under the silk green covers.
Belle rolled her eyes as she marched over to the bed. She yanked away the covers revealing a young teenage girl with very dark chesnut hair and matching eyes. The young lady grabbed a nearby pillow hastly and planted it over her head, as the sunlight washed over her youthful face.
"Your majesty! It's time for you to wake up," Belle shook the grumpy teenager lightly on the shoulder.
"Uh…" she grunted again, "Okay, okay...I'm up."
She opened her eyes groggily and squinted at the bright sunlight. She put her hand in front of her face, using its shadow to cover her eyes, as she dragged herself out of the bed. She let her back face the window as she let out a yawn and stretched .
"So," began the young lady, "what are we doing today?"
"Have you forgotten already?" grinned Belle. "It's all you've been talking about for the last 2 weeks. Your friend is arriving today."
"OH YAH!" she grinned gleefully as she jumped off her bed. "Oh my gosh! I have to get ready!"
The teenager slipped into her green, soft, fuzzy slippers and ran out the door. Belle smiled as she watched her young mistress disappear in the long hallway.
Alex smiled as she brushed her teeth in the bathroom.
The bathroom was very grand and beautiful. The floor was made of white marble and the walls were covered with angels that seemed to dance around. The tall glass mirror was surrounded by light bulbs like those in dance change rooms and the two sinks both had shiny, silver faucets. The counter was wonderfully decorated with rose petals of all different colours and there was a magnificent circular rug in the middle of the bathroom that was also garlanded with angels. To top it all off, there was a colossal, white bathtub on the opposite end of the door.
Alex beamed at her reflection in the lovely mirror. She was so excited! She's been waiting for two weeks for Eve to come.
Eve was her mom's best friend's daughter and they've known each other for as long as she could remember. Eve used to live in France too, but her father's new job caused her family to move to Miami, Florida a year ago. Since Alex's parents were going to be away for the whole summer due to royalty related business, they decided to invite Eve to stay with Alex while they're gone.
Alex quickly finished up in the bathroom and ran out back to her bedroom to find something to wear.
"Hey Dagger!" yelled a voice from downstairs.
Alex instinctively recognized that voice belonging her cousin, Blade. He was also the only person she knew that called her by her middle name. 'Dagger' was one of the many nicknames he had for her; he usually called her Lexi though.
"What do you want Blade?" she yelled back.
"I'm going to the airport to pick up my bud!" he replied, opening the front door.
'Okay! Seeya later then! And don't get into any car accidents!" she shouted after him playfully.
"I wont!" he replied, closing the door, "hopefully," he added aloud with a smirk.
~*1 hour later*~
"SIR! Why are you not letting me in?" exclaimed Eve as she stood outside the mansion gates.
"That is Monsieur Sterive to you, young Mademoiselle," replied the man in a heavy French accent. "The Princess of La Rochelle is not someone who anyone can zee. Maintenant, laissez sil vous-plâit (Now, please leave)."
Eve let out an exasperated sigh as she stared at the man.
He wore a fancy black and white tuxedo. His French tie looked a bit too tight and his matching French collar seemed to be a bit too big. He had dark brown hair that was neatly combed back and his oval-shaped face had a very serious and professional look to it. His large, dark, brown eyes had a critical feature matching his long, straight nose.
"Now don't just stare at me all day young Mademoiselle, allez (go)!" he ordered.
"But the princess is expecting me," she responded with a tinge of annoyance in her voice.
"The only person the princess is expecting is a Mademoiselle…"
His voice trailed off as he looked through a black, leather-covered book.
"Ah! There, a Mademoiselle-"
"Eve," she interrupted.
Sterive blinked a few times to make sure what he read was clear, "Er…can you please spell 'Eve'?"
Eve rolled her eyes as she spelled her name.
"Ah…well then, je suis très desole (I'm very sorry) for the mix up," he apologized.
Eve let out a soft giggle. "Don't worry about it, Monsieur Sterive. May I please enter now?"
"Oui (yes)! Of course," he bowed as he opened the large, silver gates.
Eve smiled as she walked through the gates. She looked up at her friend's home and felt a warm breeze blow across her neck.
'It's just how I remember it,' she thought to herself.
Most of the property was covered with plant life. Alex's parents truly adored the beauty of nature. There were trees everywhere, all different kinds actually. There were even fruit trees such as apple and cherry trees. Flowerbeds were all over the place. The beautiful scents of different flowers made a perceptible aroma in the air. There were gorgeous rose bushes, lily beds, daisies, blue bells, orchids and so many more. It was like a gardener's paradise.
In the middle on the property was a white painted water fountain and crystal clear water flowing through it. Inside the fountain were dark green leaves floating on the glass-like water. The mansion was a site itself too. It's grand glass windows and green window borders looked stunning with a matching green roof. In addition, there were gorgeous vines growing playfully along the walls.
Eve smiled as the flowers' aromas entered her nose. Sterive picked up her bags and led the way to the front, green door. Eve followed, still admiring her surroundings at the same time.
Ding Dong!
"Oh my gosh, she's here!" squealed Alex as she quickly ran out of the kitchen towards the front door.
Alex nearly fell over as she scrambled to the door.
"Princess Alexandra! Be careful!" Belle called after her.
"There's no time to be careful!" smiled Alex as she finally reached the door. She brushed her short, dark hair away from her face as she slowly reached for the doorknob.
"ALEX!" squealed Eve as she saw her friend's face while she opened the door.
"EVE!" Alex yelled back as she took her friend into a tight embrace. "I missed you so much! I'm so glad you're here!"
"Me too," Eve smiled back, "We're gonna have the best summer!"
"Yep! Now that you're here," exclaimed Alex.
"I hate to interrupt this little reunion, but may I suggest that we show Mademoiselle Eve to her bedroom?" suggested Sterive.
"Oh yah!" giggled Alex, "where are my manners? Follow me, *mademoiselle*."
Alex made sure to do an extremely heavy French accent when she said 'mademoiselle' just like Sterive does. Eve laughed quietly at her silly friend. Eve happily followed Alex up the grand staircase that spiralled up to the second floor.
~*Le Traporte Airport*~
"Yo Zidane!" waved Blade as he saw his friend come out of the airport doors.
A young man with blonde hair gave Blade a sharp, irritated look as he heard the name 'Zidane' called out. Blade muffled a laugh as his friend walked up to him.
"Didn't I tell you not to call me by my first name?" he asked as he raised a fist.
"Whoa! I'm sorry! Just don't hurt me, please!" he replied, pretending to be scared.
The two of them broke into laughter, "Man, you better not talk like that or all the chicks will think you're a wimp."
"Me?! A wimp?! NO WAY! I can take you down anytime, anywhere." Blade looked at his friend with fiery eyes as he gave him a slight push, "wanna make something out of this? Huh? Punk?"
The blonde eyed his friend and grinned at him mischievously.
"Naw," he shook his head, "I'm not gonna make a scene here."
"Oh what?" Blade taunted as he pushed him again, slightly harder. "You're nothing but a wimp. Afraid to take me on, *Zidane*?"
Blade made sure that he emphasized 'Zidane'. He knew how to stir things up with his friend. And he did a perfect job in doing so too because the next thing he knew, his friend had swift his leg under his feet and he was left lying flat on his back.
"Now didn't I tell you not to call me that?" his friend smirked, looking down on him.
Blade grunted as he got up, "Yah, you did."
The two of them then began a face-off in a staring contest, both of them giving each other their most coldest, dirtiest look. It lasted for about two minutes before Blade burst into laughter, who was then joined by his friend a second later.
"Okay Carter," began Blade as he regained himself, "We gotta get going."
Carter nodded in agreement and picked up one of his two large, black duffel bags, while Bade grabbed the other. The two of them walked out of the airport and Blade headed towards a shiny, silver BMW. Blade could see Carter's expression as he caught a glimpse of his new car.
"Nice wheels," he commented.
"My aunt got it for me when I moved up here," explained Blade.
Carter nodded and threw his bag into the trunk. Blade did the same and jumped into the driver's seat with Carter sitting next to him.
Blade has just moved to France in March. He was originally from New York, but his parents didn't like the environment he was living in. Since they had stable jobs and couldn't move anywhere else, his mother talked with her sister and her family and arranged for Blade to stay with them until he graduated. After that, they'd decide on the plan of action on where he'd go for college.
"So how's it like living with royalty?" asked Carter, breaking the silence.
"Eh, not bad," he shrugged, "My cuz is pretty cool."
It was silent again. Carter was spending the summer with his crazed friend. Blade had convinced his aunt and uncle that it just wouldn't be fair if Alex had a friend over and he didn't. So, they agreed that he could have a friend over too. That 'friend' ended up being Carter who lived in Blade's previous neighbourhood back in New York.
"We're here," announced Carter as he drove up to a gate. He went by an intercom where a keyhole was located. He swiftly took a silver key out and slid it into the intercom, which automatically caused the gates to open. He quickly drove in and parked his car.
~*Inside the Garnet Mansion*~
Eve sat quietly in the living room. Alex had told her to go wait downstairs as soon as she realized that the guest room was a complete and total wreck. She had forgotten to clean it up the night before when she decided to that she just *had* to find her favourite red top, which was located in the spare bedroom closet since the ones in her room where all full.
Ding! Dong!
"Eve!" called out Alex from upstairs, "Can you get that?"
"Sure!" she yelled back as she headed towards the door.
She opened the huge, green door, coming face to face with a young man. She stared at him. He stared at her. They both stood there like statues. Eve tried to open her mouth to say something, but was unable to form any words. All she could do was stare at the young man.
He had fiery, dark, red hair that was gelled up which looked like fire itself. His deep, jade eyes had a mischievous spark to them, and his smile created a sense of excitement. He had dark shades lying on his crimson hair and a matching, sleeveless, black shirt. His dark, baggy, blue jeans were just beneath his waist, revealing the crest of his Tommy Hilfiger boxers.
"H-Hi," Eve finally managed to sputter out, "You must be Blade, Alex's cousin?"
"Oh yah," he replied coolly, quickly stepping out of daze, "Blade, that's me! And you're…Rêve, am I right?"
"Rêve is my full name," she smiled, "just call me Eve."
"Anything for a cute girl," he smiled back.
Eve flushed a bit.
"Yo Blade!" yelled a voice from outside, "are you gonna help me or what?"
"Be right there!" he yelled back, "I'll see you later," he grinned at her as he went down the stairs.
Eve just stared after him.
"I see you've met my cousin," said a voice behind her amusingly.
Eve whirled around to face Alex.
"And I see that you like him too," she added with a wink.
"I-I do not!" she protested.
Alex burst into giggles and hugged her friend, "don't worry, I'll keep quiet about this."
Eve sighed and muttered a thank you to her friend. Just then, a black, duffel bag flew through the door and landed with a 'thud' on the floor, just in front of the two girls. Alex bent down curiously and gripped the tag.
"Carter Trybal," she read aloud. She looked over her shoulder at Eve, who seemed to be deep in thought, "Eve?"
"Carter Trybal..." she whispered thoughtfully, "that name sounds so familiar..."
"Hey guys!" smiled Blade, as he walked in, "Oops...I mean girls."
"Think fast!" yelled a voice from outside.
Blade swiftly spun around, just in time to catch another black duffel bag. The force and the weight of it nearly caused him to fall backwards. He quickly regained his balance and a smile formed on his face. He cleared his throat and stood up proficiently like Sterive does.
"Ahem! Lexi, Eve, I'd like you to meet my friend, Carter," introduced Blade graciously.
Alex looked up at the open door and a young man stepped in.
He had wild, blonde hair that fell just below his ears. His eyes seem to sparkle like sapphire with a hint of emerald; and his smile held a touch of cockiness, but still remained honest and true. He wore a blue, collared shirt with a few silver buttons down his chest with a white sleeveless top underneath and black, baggy pants, finishing his ensemble.
Alex gazed at the blonde curiously. She had a feeling of recognition as she saw him smile that cocky smile of his. Just the way he stood by the door, so cool and confident, it all seemed so familiar to her.
'Why do I feel like I know him?' she asked herself. 'I've never met him before...'
"IT'S YOU!" yelled Eve, interrupting Alex's thoughts.
"And you..." grinned Carter, looking her up and down.
Blade gave him a dirty look, but he didn't seem to notice.
"You guys...uh...know eachother?" questioned Blade.
Eve nodded, eyeing Carter at the same time.
"He went to Miama for vacation during Christmas," she began, "His hotel happened to be pretty close to where my friends and I live. We met him on the beach...and fine, I'll admit, he was looking pretty good."
Carter smiled that cocky smile of his again and ran his hand through his blonde hair.
"Anyway, my friends were dying to talk to him, so we did. I remember how he flirted with all of them...leading all of them on...going on dates with one in the afternoon and another at night."
"Hey!" interrupted Carter, "you make me sound like a bad guy...it's not like I was a pla-"
"Dude," broke in Blade, "you *are* a player."
Carter made a sour face, "ok, ok! Maybe I *am* a player, but I'm a good player!"
"He asked me out," continued Eve, "but i said 'no' because I knew about his reputation."
"Look," began Carter, "I'm sorry about that whole thing, but can we just put that behind us? Afterall, we're gonna be stuck in the same house all summer."
Eve sighed and nodded, "Yah, okay, but I still think you're a playing flirt...no offense."
Carter smiled proudly, "none taken."
"Anyway, Carter, I'll show you to your room, okay?" asked Blade.
Carter nodded and picked up his black bag while Blade grabbed the other. The two of them soon disappeared up the spiral staircase.
"That guy is *such* a player," repated Eve, rolling her eyes..
Alex stared up at the spiral staircase, still thinking. The whole scene about Carter being a player seemed so familiar too.
'Why do I feel like I know him from somewhere?' she thought to herself.
"I'm gonna go upstairs and unpack my stuff," announced Eve, "wanna come?"
"Sure," nodded Alex absent-mindedly.
The two of them then headed upstairs, where the guys where.
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So how wuz dat? I know it's not my best work, but i was jus DDYYIINN to write a fic w/ Zidane and Dagger in *our* time; it's easier to relate ~_^ Oh yah! Did u guess who the other characters were? I'll give u a clue! Their "present" names starts w/ the same letter as their "past" names, LoL. Well, back to writin, ciao!