With A Cherry On Top

Chapter Sixteen: The King and Queen of England

Song: Falling by Harry Styles

Chapter Sixteen: The King and Queen of England

Reveka gushed. "You look absolutely beautiful."

"Thank you. For once, I actually feel beautiful." I smiled at her, and touched the diadem on my head.

It's not going to disappear.

"You should."

"You look stunning, Rev." I paused. "Absolutely stunning."

She smiled. "Thanks."

"Stop looking so nervous." I encouraged.

"Are you sure it's going to work?" She asked as she smoothed the non-existent wrinkle on her dress.

This evening was somewhat hectic. The planning and all.

After I told Reveka my plan, yesterday night, with a lot of persuasion, she finally agreed. The love I have for my sister cannot be measured. Okay, maybe about a foot... Just kidding.

And at about 5:30pm today, I got Reveka ready for the ball. I needed to get her ready extra early because Zahra would be picking me up to go to Leyla's house by 6pm. I explained to Reveka what she should tell Wren's driver to do when he gets here.

After I finished getting ready at Leyla's house, I told her that she didn't need to take me in her limo because I'd be going with a friend. I didn't give her any more information. She didn't seem too bothered, but Zahra was quite upset I was leaving her in a limo with Axel and Leyla. I told her not to worry because Xander and Kai were meeting them here.

When Wren's driver got to Leyla's house, they were then very curious to know who this friend was because of the white limo that had pulled up.

I got into the limo without disclosing much information to them and without letting them see who was inside.

"You look like me, sound like me, and are the same height as me. If my friends didn't notice I was Avery, I doubt they'll notice you're Avery."

"What about Wren? Am I supposed to pretend to be in love with him?"

"I'm not. So don't. Just be yourself."

She gave me an incredulous look.

"I mean 'Just don't be yourself, be me'." I teased.

She rolled her eyes. "Like it's that easy."

"It should be. You've known me for the past 15 years of your life."

"What about the slight British accent you expect me to master?" She complained.

"You were in the drama club before right?"

"Yeah. In middle school."

"What are you again?" I teased.

"Really?"

"I'm kidding. I know you're a sophomore."

"Yeah. So the last drama class I had was like 2 years ago."

"You couldn't possible have forgotten everything you learnt."

She snorted. "It's not like I learnt anything in the first place."

"Why not?"

She shuddered in disgust at the memories. "Because nose-picker Eddie was always trying to flirt with me, and the fact he picks his nose while he is, was quite disturbing."

"Please don't tell me that he still does that. I mean he's in 10th grade." I chuckled.

"He left the school, so I'm not too sure. I hope not though."