America becomes a 6.America works in the palace making clothes and jewelry for the royal family and any guests. She is the head of that area of staff. But one day when she has to fit Maxon for a princely suit that is so fancy will they have an immed...
Today is Maxon's birthday! I wake up early and get ready. I rush up to his room and knock on the door. "Come in, " the groggy voice says. I rush inside. "Happy 19th birthday!!!" I exclaim. I rush over to him and hug him. He's still in his pajamas. He's still in bed. His hair's a mess as he's so cute! He pulls me down onto the bed so I will sit with him. "So what are the plans for today?" I ask. " My mother throws a ball every year for my birthday, " he says not so excitedly. "You don't sound very excited, " I say. "Well, I could be staying right here with you all day." I blush. "Would you come to the ball with me?" he asks. "Maxon I-" "Darling it's about time everyone meets you, " he says knowing I was going to protest. "Ummm..." I start. "Please...it is my birthday after all." "Fine, " I say rolling my eyes. He kisses me. "You really should get changed, Maxon, " I say. "Ugh, " he groans. He gets up as do I. "Bye Maxon, " I wave. "Goodbye darling, " he calls from his closet. I open the door to see Jeremy about to. "Oh hey Jer, " I say. "Hey Ames, " he says. I walk past and down to my office. I open the door to see a thin long box sitting on my desk. I pick up the card and it reads: Dear America, This was the dress that I wore for my first night in the selection at the palace. I always imagined giving it to my daughter but since I never had one I wanted to give it to you. I see how Maxon and you look at each other. It's true love and I have hopes that you will become my daughter. You do not have to wear this if you do not want to but I wanted to give it to you anyway... With love, Amberly. ♡ I open the box and pull out this stunning dress.
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I love it! I think I will wear it to the ball tonight. I add some finishing touches to the queen's dress for tonight. The ball makes sense of why the queen wanted her dress fancier than usual. I put her dress, shoes, and accessories on the rolling rack. Someone taps my shoulder. "Ah!" I exclaim startled. "Hey, " Maxon says. "You scared me, " I say playfully walking him in the head. "Wanna go for a walk?" he asks. "I have work to do, " I say. He rolls his eyes. "I can as soon as I take this to your mother, " I say. He smiles then his smile turns to a smirk. Maxon grabs the cart and rolls it upstairs rather quickly. "Maxon!" I exclaim running after him. We get to the hall and I take the cart from him playfully of course. I knock on the queen's door and her maid opens it. "Where would you like her outfit for the ball?" I ask. "Oh I'll take it, " she says. I hand her the dress, accessories, crown box, and shoe box. "Any old dresses or stuff?" I ask. "Oh yes!" she says running off. She comes back with about seven dresses with matching shoes and accessories(including crowns). "Thanks, " I say putting everything in its place on the rack. "Goodness!" Mason exclaims. "What?" I ask confused. "That's a lot!" he exclaims. "It's the usual amount...you know royalty shouldn't be seen wearing the same thing too many times...it reflects badly on me as well if they do, " I say. His eyes widen. We go back to my office. I walk past the door to the ginormous room that holds all the supplies. Maxon follows me. "Umm do you mind?" I ask. "What?" he asks confused. "Fine but nobody is allowed to know about these rooms okay?" I say sternly. "Got it...though I am the prince so I think I can know, " he laughs. I push on a piece of the wall and it flips up revealing a keypad. I put the code in and the wall opens revealing THE rooms. "Come on, " I say pushing the rack into the first of the rooms. "This is where all of the old clothes go. They either get turned into something new or I strip them for pieces, " I say hanging the clothes up on the rack. It's a huge room with multiple racks attached to the walls. Since it's two racks high there is a ladder with wheels attached to the rack. I hang up the dresses where they are supposed to go. This room is style and color organized. "WOW, " Maxon's jaw drops. "Yep." We walk through the door that is in this huge room. It's full of shoes and any accessories that aren't jewelry or crowns. Cases and cases of shoes are just stacked. I put them up and then I put the code into a steel door and it opens. We walk into the GINORMOUS room that is glittering with shelves of crowns, tiaras, bracelets, earrings, necklaces, and anklets. I finish putting everything up. "So this is where the master jewel room is, " Maxon says. "Sure is, " I confirm. Maxon takes a crown and places it on my head. "Maxon!" I say surprised. "That looks beautiful on you ya know, " he compliments. I take it off and hold it in my hands. "I'll never be wearing one Maxon, " I say. His face falls. "America..." his voice trails off. "What about us?" he asks. "Maxon do you really want to marry me?" I ask. "America I want to spend the rest of my life with you." "I'm just a seamstress or designer or whatever, " I say. "I could care less about that, " he says. "I love you, " he says. My eyes fly up to his at those words. "I love you too." He kisses me and wraps an arm around my back. I begin to cry mid-kiss. He pulls back. "Darling what's wrong?" he asks. "I thought you'd wanna break up with me when you wanted to go for that stroll or after the ball, " I cry. "No darling of course not, " he reassures. He picks me up. I put the crown back in the box quickly. He carries me out of the rooms and sets me on my office sofa. He sits down next to me. He wraps his arms around me and I rest my head on his chest. He kisses my forehead. We stay there for a while. "Ready for the birthday walk?" I ask. "I'd rather just stay here with you in my arms, " he replies. "Well wanna get to know each other better?" I ask. "Sure." "Do you want kids?" I ask. "Yes...though I'm afraid I won't be able to have them, " he shares. "Why?" I ask. "Well my mother wasn't supposed to have kids and she had a few miscarriages before me and one after I believe." "Maxon that's doesn't mean you can't." "I know it's just a worrying fact...Do you want kids?" "Yes! I would like at least two." We talk and talk and talk. "Oh, I have to get ready!" I exclaim looking at the clock. "Ugh not that time already, " he groans. I just laugh. He leaves to go get ready as well. I get dressed in the dress Amberly gave me and I do my hair in an updo. Then I do my makeup.
To be continued...
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