The Broken Boys.

Chapter Seven.

Hey, I haven't updated in like 3000 years. Sorry. Exams and erh. (Erh is my excuse) probably anyone who was reading this story has given up waiting. I'm sorry.

I'm updating because I lost rock, paper, scissors and the person who won (I'm blaming them) said I have to update as the 'loser'.

There will be mistakes. Sorry... Whoosh...

Okay. Words. Story. Go.

"Why don't you and Marion freshen up before supper?" My uncle looked at me with a kind smile and asked. Freshen up? I looked down at my muddy trousers covered in dirt and grass. What's wrong with this? "Marion will probly have a spare dress for you." Dress? Ewe. Apparently my face showed my displeasure as I heard a few chuckles before Marion pratically dragged me up the staircase to her room.

After ten minutes I had one of Marions very uncomfortable dresses on with a corsett. God i hate corsetts so much. I didn't see the point but anyway. I was waiting for Marion as she had a maid do her hair after i had politely refused to let her do mine. I was hoping to throw it up into a ponytail but no Marion had said i had to at least leave it down. So i was in a dress, my hair was hanging down to my waist and I had to have dinner with a prick. Wow my life is just great. I sighed.

"You ready?" Marion asked me looking flawless. People have said how we could pass for sisters not cousins but I don't see it.

"Yeah. Go down with out me I will meet you there, I'm just going to wash my hands agian first." She smiled and walked out but really I was just trying to avoid going. Maybe I could act sick. Would that get me out of it?? But then people will be fussing. Thats even worse. Maybe i could- I was brought out of my train of thought by a knocking at the door.

"One sec Marion." She is so impatient.

"It's not Marion." An akward voice at the door said. Great. Guy is now at my door. Could this get any worse?? I walked over and opened the door, he turned, looked at me and might I say he looked rather shocked. Ha! He didn't say anything so I snapped my fingers in front of his face. Could of punched him??

"Oi. What are you staring at?"

"Er. What? Nothing. " He stumbled over his words until he composed himself. "I came to occupancy you yo dinner." Wow. That's just. So ... pathetic.

"Really. Because I couldn't have just walked down those steps by myself?" I raised an eyebrow with my hands on my hips.

"Couldn't you just accept my arm? And be civil?" Nope.

"But this is more fun..." I pouted. He growled. "Okay fine. Gez. No need to get your leather panties in a twist." Wow his arm is way more muscly then it looks. I turned to him and smiled sweetly "thank you." He looked at me shocked as we desenceded the stairs.

"Your welcome Mi Lady." I put on a pathetically high pitched voice and put a hand to my forehead.

"I don't know how I would have managed to find my way all the way to the dinning hall on my own." By this time we had made it to the bottom of the stairs and he stopped. He looked like he was about to say something that i really couldn't be bothered to listen to so i patted his cheek and walked into the dinning hall leaving a shocked guy -sorry for the pun- at the bottom of the stairs.

"Ahh Kacie nice of you to join us. Where is Sir Guy?"

"Just redoing his hair" I laughed as he walked in. He sent me a glare. If looks could kill I'd be dead. Bit harsh. What I'd do?? We all sat down and the maids brought in our meals. I went straight in. Food. God I'm hungry. I could eat a horse. I picked up one of the potatoes and my mouth exploded with delisous flavours. Wow this is lush. I'm mean I could just- I looked up to see everyone staring at me. Guy smirking. Marion glaring. Edward. .. well ... shocked.