"I ain't got a fever got a permanent disease, It'll take more than a doctor to prescribe a remedy." The first lines of Bon Jovi's Bad Medicine blasted from a small iPod dock. Nicole groaned as she pulled herself out of bed.
"Hey, sleepy-head." Alicia, Nicki's annoying, peppy roommate, greeted with an irritating grin placed on her full lips. Nicki sent her an icy glare.
"Must you play that this early?" Nicki asked, as she took a seat at the table.
"What? It's your favorite song. Plus, it's 7:48 am, Nicki, and you need to awake from you slumber at some point." Nicki rolled her eyes at the girl's motherly instincts. "Besides," Alicia continued, placing a cup of coffee in front of Nicki's face, "you have to go to work in like, a half hour." Nicki growled.
"Work, why'd you have to remind me." Alicia giggled her sweet, likeable giggle.
"Because you need to pay your half of the rent."
"Oh, right, that's why." Nicki said, the corners of her mouth twitching into a smile. She slid out of the chair; coffee mug placed firmly in her hands, and took a long sip. "Hmm. Have I mentioned how much I love you coffee making skills?"
"Just everyday this week." Alicia said, flipping the pancake she was currently making. Nicki grinned at her best friend.
"Go get dressed you lazy pig." Alicia joked, giving Nicki a light kick. Nicki stuck her tongue out and made her way to her room.
Ben Gates started out at the vast landscape of the building, a smile on his face.
"Ben! Hey, Ben!" He turned around to see his best friend, Riley Poole, stumbling out of the library. He was holding a piece of paper tightly in his hands; waving it about wildly. "Ben I found it."
"Found what, Riley?" Ben asked, as Riley reached him.
"The . . . the . . . necklace." Riley said between deep breaths. Ben raised an eyebrow questioningly. Riley scowled and stuffed the paper in Ben's hands. He unwrinkled the paper, only to see a picture of a gold necklace.
"Riley, I have no idea what this is."
"It's the necklace."
"Yes, I can see it's a necklace, but I have yet to see the significance of it."
"No, Ben, it's not a necklace. It's the necklace. The Beauchamp necklace." Ben's eyes widen once he realized what the significance actually was.
"You mean it's real?" Riley nodded, the smile never leaving his face. Everyone in the history community knew about the Beauchamp legend. Through that's all Ben ever thought it was, a legend. But this necklace, or picture of the necklace, just proved it really existed. "How do you find it?" He asked, looking up to the man before him. Riley shrugged.
"I was just reading through some books in there," he nodded his head towards the large stone building behind him, "and I came across a book about the 'Beauchamp myth', and I thought 'Hey Riley, why don't you check this out.' So I opened the book and a few pages in I found this picture." Ben clasped Riley on the back.
"Good job. Now all we have to do is find the person who owns this." He said as he started off towards the car.
"Yeah- wait, person?" Riley asked, clearly confused.
"Yes, Riley, person. Do you know the story of this necklace?" Riley shrugged, a shameful look on his face.
"Colette Beauchamp, the ex-Queen of France, was given this necklace by her father. She then gave this necklace to her youngest granddaughter, Chantal, right before they were attacked. Colette and Chantal escaped-"
"Yeah, and they ran to Russia. Blah, blah, blah. I know the rest of the story Ben."
"Yes well, the story of the necklace was to pass it on to their children, but, since Colette only had one child, and that was the King, she passed it on to her granddaughter. Now, if I'm correct, Chantal would've continued the tradition and passed it on to her children."
"If she had any." Riley muttered as he started the car. Ben smirked.
"Trust me they did."
A/N: Okay so this is my first story on this website. I hope it's good, I would really appreciate
so feedback, and it doesn't have to be good. Just review and let me know how I'm doing. Please?