Not Your Typical Princess:Selection Fanfiction (COMPLETE)

Chapter 40

Hey Guys!! So, I'm reading some Selection fanfictions and America gets pregnant early in the marriage. Which is fine. BUT, they say that she is 17 years old, but she isn't. If America is pregnant like a year after the marriage, she is about 21. Or if she gets pregnant like 3 months into the marriage she is only 20.
It's really not that big of a deal but I just wanted to help you guys out if you were thinking of starting a fanfiction.
If you do tell me in the comments, I'll read it!!!
--------------------<3-----------------------Charlie POV:
"Xander?" I ask walking out into the gardens.
He walks out from behind a tree, "there you are." He smiles.
I run to him and throw my arms around his neck, "I love my present so much! Thank you!"
"You're welcome," he smiles. "Do I get a reward for the present?"
I play along, "what could the next king of Italy want from little old me?"
"I can think of many things," he says pulling me close to him.
"Oh, can I get a list?"
"How about I start with number 1?"
"Oh, please do." I say.
He presses his lips to mine. Xander kisses me like it's the last time he is ever going to see me. He acts like I'm a glass doll, and he doesn't want me to break. Like I'm the best thing in his life and he doesn't want to lose me. "I love you Xander."
"I love you too Charlie." He says pulling away, he takes my hand and leads me to a bench. We talk for hours, not about anything really, we just never wanted the conversation to end. Because that meant that we had to leave each other's side.
"I'm leaving tomorrow," he says.
I sigh and rest my head on his shoulder, "I know, I don't want you too. I miss you too much when we are away from each other."
"I miss you so much more," he says, I open my mouth to argue but he says, "don't even try to deny it, I'll miss you more then you miss me."
"Not true," I say kissing his lips lightly.
He sighs, "you're fighting a losing battle." He kisses my nose and says, "I need to go pack."
"I'll come with you," I say standing up.
"I'm afraid that your father made it very clear that I am not allowed in a room with a bed, without him, your mother or sister there."
"Fine," I sigh. "But can we go on a date after dinner tonight?"
"As a way to say goodbye," he smiles. We kiss one last time and he heads to his room.
Sophie POV:
As I fold Chase's laundry in my small room, someone walks in, starting me with their voice, "oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were busy." I look up to see Queen America.
I stand up and curtsy, "ma'am, was there something you needed? I'm sorry you had to walk all this way. I could've."
"No, no, its fine. May I sit?" she gestures to my bed.
"Y-ye-yes ma'am," I say.
She sits down, "please continue with Chase's laundry." She says.
I sit back down on my bed and fold the laundry again, "was there something you needed ma'am?" I quickly add, "not that I don't want your company or anything..."America laughs and grabs one of Chase's dresses and starts to fold it, "ma'am-"
"I can fold you know," she says, "I was a five you know."
"Yes, I wasn't trying to say that you couldn't. It's just that..."
America pushes a strand of hair behind my ear, "I know. I came to ask you something."
"Anything ma'am," I say.
"I know that you are very good with Cory. You can calm him down very easily." She pauses.
"Oh, um, yea I guess. But I wasn't trying to-"
"I know dear. What I was going to ask is if you want to take care of him."
If I had been drinking water, I would've sprayed it all over her. "Pardon?"
"I mean. During the day, I have many meetings and such. So I have to leave him with a maid to watch him, but none of the maids connect with him like you do. So I'm asking you to be Cory's nanny while I'm in 'Queen America' mode."
"Oh, your majesty. I would be honored to take care of him." I say, "I can watch him at night if you would like. I could-" I stop when I realize I am ranting, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't've said those things."
"Don't worry about it sweetie. But yes, I may need you to watch him at night if Maxon or I can't but otherwise just during the day will be just fine."
"Yes. Okay. Thank you. Very much your highness," I say. "But what about Cha-"
"Oh, I'll take care of her." She laughs.
"Okay," I say placing the dress aside and grabbing another one to fold. "Can I ask you something? I mean-"
"You want to know what May told me don't you?"
"Yea," I say. "Nothing really happened; the guards were just... playing around."
"Sophie, May told me what she saw. They cornered you, and you had Cory with you. That is not how our guards should act," she says sternly, not in a scolding manner.
"Yes, ma'am." I say.
"I also know that this isn't the first time something like this has happened." She says, "your friend Luke has told me things."
"I'm going to kill him," I mutter under my breath.
"What?" she asks.
"Nothing, your majesty." I mumble.
"Good," she laughs. "Can you start taking care of him tomorrow?"
"Yes, ma'am." I say nodding my head. "If you will excuse me I have to bring these to Princess Chase."
She looks at my alarm clock, "oh, yes. I should be going as well. Care to walk me out?"
"Sure." I make a note to slap myself later, "I mean yes, I will Queen America." She laughs and picks up my basket and hands it to me. "Thank you." I open the door and hold it for her.
I walk out after her when I hear Wanda, the head maid, shout. "Sophie! I need you to-" then she sees America, "oh, Queen America," she curtsies, "not to be rude but why are you down here?" Wanda glares at me, I take a step back.
"Oh, I just needed to ask Sophie something, that's all." America smiles.
"Oh?" Wanda glares at me even more, "what's that?"
"I asked her to be Cory's nanny." America smiles, I am standing in front of her so it easy for her to place both of her hands on my shoulders. Almost as if she knows that Wanda hates me.
"Really?" Wanda asks, sweetness dripping from her voice.
"Yes, she is very good with him." America says. "Isn't that right Sophie?"
"Um, yes ma'am. I guess, but you are much better with him." I quickly add, "not that you were implying that you aren't good with him."
"Thank you Sophie. Well Wanda, if you'll excuse us, we need to go and see Chase."
"Oh, yes ma'am." Wanda curtsies and walks off to her room, but not before giving me a death glare.
We walk to Chase's room in mostly silence. When we get to Chase's room I knock on the door. "Come in."
I open the door and hold it open for America. "Mom? Sophie?" Chase says, "is everything alright?"
"Yes, it's fine." America nods her head in my direction, I curtsy and go into Chase closet and start to hand up her dresses, I realize, now, that I didn't need to fold them. "Chase, you know that Sophie is good with Cory, right?"
"Yea," Chase says.
"Well, I've asked her to be his nanny. During the day because I have so many things to do so I needed a little bit of help. And none of the other maids bonded with him as well as she does."
"Really? That's great!" Chase says.
"I'm glad you think so," America says. "I will see you at dinner, yea?"
"Yea," Chase says and just before the door closes she yells, "love you!"
"Love you too!"
Chase walks into the closet and hugs me, "congratulations. My mom wouldn't just pick anyone you know."
"Yes, I do. And thank you, miss." I say.
"It won't do any good to tell you to call me 'Chase' would it?"
"I'm afraid not miss. Wanda will get mad if I don't miss," I say.
"Fine but don't always say it at the end of a sentence," she laughs.
"Yes miss," I say jokingly.
"Ha-ha," Chase laughs. She is holding onto the necklace that Alec gave her.
"Did you see him today?"
"No, he had couldn't today. His sister is sick and his mom has to work so he took care of her, and had to keep his brother away from her, so he didn't get sick." Chase says with a huge smile on her face.
"You really love him don't you, miss?"
"I do," she says without any hesitation.
I finish with her dresses and say, "is there anything I can get you?"
"No, thanks Soph." she says hugging me.
"You're welcome miss." I say.
Charlie POV: *that night*
"Okay, open your eyes." Xander says, his hands still over my eyes.
I giggle, "I can't open them!"
"Oh, sorry." He takes his hands away.
Xander set up a beautiful picnic in the gardens. "Oh Xander! It's amazing!" I exclaim kissing his cheek.
"I'm glad you think so," he beams.
We sit down, I open the picnic basket and pull out chocolate strawberries. Xander takes the bowl and feeds me them. The sun is starting to set, "it's beautiful."
"Not as beautiful as you."
I laugh and poke his ribs, "don't be cheesy."
"Yea it's making me nauseous," I turn to see Chase holing a canvas and her paint set.
"Chaaaaassse!" I wine.
"Whaaat?" she wines back.
I snuggle closer to Xander, "go away."
"Wow, love you too sis. But no, I was going to paint you guys and give it to one of you... but if you really want me to leave."
"No," Xander says. "I like that idea..."
"Great," Chase beams. "I'm going to paint behind you guys and the sun will be in front of you and you will be in black paint."
"Okay," I say.
Chase walks over to us, "Xander sit like you are and Charlie sit next him."
We do as we are told and talk softly as she paints, "how long is this going to take?"
"A while," she says. "I need to get the colors of the sun setting before it's gone."
"Will you sing for me?" Xander whispers.
"Sure," I say.
"Don't get too mushy over there!" Chase says, "I don't want to be throwing up over the painting."
I start to sing, 'Thinking Out Loud' softly to him. He pulls me closer to his body.
"Don't move!" Chase exclaims.
I continue to sing to him softly as Chase paints. After an hour and a half of sitting and waiting for her to get done she finally says, "I'm done!" Xander stands up, I reach my hand up so he will help me up.
When I see it, I'm shocked. "Chasey! It's amazing!" I'm about to hug her but I see that she has paint all over her hands and her paint clothes. "I'll hug you later." I laugh.
"Okay," she laughs. "This needs to dry, I'll keep it in my room and give it to you guys tomorrow before you leave, Xander."
"Thanks so much Chase." He says.
"No problem!" she says. "I'll let you two be all mushy." She takes her things and leaves the gardens.
"Miss can I help you with that?" someone asks.
"Sure! Can you take my paints?" they have more of a conversation but they get too far away to hear.
"It's getting late," Xander says.
"I know, but I don't want to leave you." I say warping my arms around him.
He hugs me back, "I know, and I don't want to leave you either. But I'll see you next month when you visit, yea?"
I sigh, "yea."
"Come on, I'll walk you back to your room." He says offering his arm to me.
I take it and we walk to my room, "you'll say goodbye before you leave right?" I ask when we get to my door.
He presses his lips to mine, "of course."
"Good night, I love you." I say hugging him.
"I love you too," he kisses the top of my head.
I let go and head into my room. Not 10 minutes later, I hear a knock on the door. "Who is it?" I ask, through the tears that have started to fall.
"Chase," they say.
"Come in," I say.
She walks in and sits next to me on the bed, "I thought you could use someone to talk to."
I nod and lay my head on her lap, letting the tears fall. Chase runs her fingers through my hair, "It'll be okay."
"I know, I just miss him so much when we are away from each other." I tell her.
"Shhh... it'll be okay." She says. "How about we watch a movie?"
"Yea. Hey Suzy?" I say to my maid who is in the bathroom cleaning.
"Yes miss?"
"Can you put in a movie for us please?" Chase asks, Suzy locks eyes with me. Her face softens.
"Of course," she smiles.
As we watch the movie mom comes into the room, "hey girls." She says climbing onto the bed next to us.
"Hi mom," I say sniffling.
"Oh honey," she says rubbing my back. "It'll be okay."
"I know, I feel so silly. Crying over this," I laugh.
"Don't think it is," Mom says. "You love each other and you are going to miss him."
"You have no idea." I say.
Xander POV:
I knock on Maxon's office door. "Come in," his voice booms.
I open the door, "Sir, you told me to come and talk to you after my date with Charlie."
"Yes, thank you for coming." He says. I hear a cry from the other side of the room, Cory. Maxon stands up and picks up the small screaming baby, he sits back down and Cory rests on his chest. The small child falls asleep on his father's chest.
"I've been watching you and my daughter while you've been here. To make sure you treated her right. Charlie, she is my little girl. Chase grew up much faster, but Charlie she stayed my baby for a while. She deserves to be treated like a Pr-"
"Queen," I cut him off.
"A Queen," he nods his head slightly.
"Maxon, may I call you that?" he nods. "Maxon, I love Charlie very much. We fell in love so fast, I couldn't believe it. I want to spend the rest of my life with her, I want to marry her. But I need your blessing."
"Yes." He says.
"Yes, what?" I ask.
"Yes, you have my blessing." He says.
I walk closer to the desk and shake his hand, "thank you sir."
"You're welcome." He smiles. "When are you going to propose?"
"Her 17th birthday." I say. "I already have the ring."
"As you should," he says. Cory starts to cry again, "I should go. He needs to get to bed."
"Yes, thank you, again, sir." I say.
I can't believe it, this time next year. I'm going to be engaged to Charlie. The girl of my dreams. My soul mate.