Chapter Two - Worry

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Hey this is Dan leave a message.

"Hey it's me. I know we talked about the whole no communication thing till I came back but...I got a weird call from Mom. My brother is MIA he's not answering my calls and I'm starting to get worried. I just.. I needed to hear your voice and tell me something along the lines of he's an ass but I'm sure he's okay." i let out a small giggle "Call me back when you can please. I love you." I ended the call

While Serena was out on a date. Blair and I got ready at hers. We walked out onto the street.

"You have outdone yourself once again. Truly fit for a king." I smile softly

"Well not a King but maybe some day. You clean up pretty good too. a decent night sleep, a good facial and some nice clothes you look like your old self again." she complimented

"Merci." a car pulled up in front of us

"Oh he's driving himself. Independent, Progressive." Louis stepped out of the car "Louis Bonsouir" she greeted

"Blair, you look amazing." he kissed both cheeks "This must be Rose, pretty as the flower."

"Nice to meet you." I say he kisses both my cheeks

"Nice to meet you" he steps away

"Rose, may I introduce Jean Michel Grimaldi of Monaco?" he opened the back door and another man got out. He took my hand and kissed

"Enchante Mademoiselle"

"Enchenate" he gave a brief nod to Blair.

"Uh...I don't understand. I thought you were a Grimaldi? The chauffeur was taking you to the embassy."

"Oh you misunderstood. I am a driver for Jean Michel's family. I took them to the embassy where they were staying." Louis explained

"Oh, I see." don't palm face Rosie, Don't plan face at how obviously she is disappointed that she didn't meet a Prince. She turned to me

"So that means your date is a Prince and mine..."

"Is charming handsome and love Monet. We make our own fairy takes and you owe me for this one. smile."

"Let's go." Louis guided Blair away to the front of the car. While Jean michel guided me to the back.

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We sat in Baracet having a lovely time. Neither Dan or Chuck had called me back, which was setting me on edge slightly.

"The guards at the casino were charging on us. Thousand dollar chips were flying everywhere." Jean Michel told us

"Everywhere." Louis enforced

"Then a guard grabbed me by the belt and dragged me out to the street." Louis continued and I chuckled slightly taking a sip of my water

"And all because he was wearing jeans" Jean Michel added

"Oh my gosh. Wow." I put my glass down

"Sure, but enforcing strict standards of dress is essential for maintaining decorum of an event." I gave an WTF look "besides, it's tradition. Men's formal wear hasn't hardly changed in over a hundred years. It's not just a symbol of class. Owning a tuxedo shows that a man has enough means to marry and provide for his family."

"Blair, are you okay?" I ask then here phone started ringing

"Excuse me, it my mother from New York." she gets up and leaves to take the call.

"I'm just going to take a bite of her dessert." I say taking a bite of her cake. Louis clears his throat

"So, Rose. Tell us about yourself."

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