She stares at me for a moment. She bites her bottom lip. Not even a moment later she kisses me. I kiss her back of course. She smiles and so do I. "Did you want to have lunch with us?" I ask. "I don't think I can sit with the king and queen for lunch looking like well this, " she laughs. "If you don't have time to make something then wear one from the rack, " I say referring to the rack of all the dresses that were worn once or twice or ones that were never worn and just didn't work. "Okay, " she says. "I'll see you soon, " I tell her kissing her on the forehead. "See ya, " she says. I walk out and close the door behind me. "I told you!" Anna whisper exclaims. I roll my eyes. "You sure did, " I confess.
America's POV...
I get to work sewing an outfit immediately.Queen Anna comes in. "Hello America!" she says cheerfully. "Oh hello your Majesty, " I say. "Is everything okay?" I ask. "Everything is wonderful!" she replies. She sits down while I sew. "So you and Maxon huh?" she asks excitedly. "You know?" I ask. "Of course I know. I'm the one who talked him into telling you that he liked you!" she says. "Oh well thank you." "Of course deary. Nobody else knows though, " she tells me. "Would you like me to do your hair for you?" she asks. "Oh, you don't have to." "Oh, it's no trouble...i don't have a daughter so I love it when I get to do this type of thing, " she says. "Oh then thank you!" She talks and talks and I finally finish the dress. She does my hair and makeup before I change. "You're such a natural beauty, " she says. "Why thank you, your majesty, " I say. "Please call me Anna, " she says. I nod. I go get dressed and I put on a pair of black heels. She did my hair in a braided updo. "So beautiful...you look like a princess, " she compliments. "Thank you, " I blush. Anna walks me to where the royal families eat. Anna and I walk into the room. I sit between Anna and Maxon. We all a wonderful conversation over an amazing meal. "America what would you think of making clothes for models to well model for a charity fashion show. Everything would be made by you and hairstyles and makeup would be chosen by you. You would lead the team, " Queen Amberly. "I would love that Queen Amberly thank you!" I exclaim. "Wonderful!" she exclaims even louder. "So America you make all of the clothes, jewelry, accessories, and shoes?" King Clarkson asks. "Yes your Majesty, " I reply. "Any help?" he asks. "Well I make everything on my own but my three best friends help me clean up and sometimes I ask them for their opinions, " I explain. He nods. "So when is this fashion show?" I ask. "A week, " the queen says. "Is that enough time?" she asks. "Yes, plenty...how many outfits do I need to make?" I ask. "A collection, " the queen says. I nod. When lunch is over I rush downstairs to get started on all of the outfits.
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America Stitches Her Name in Maxon's Heart
FanfictionAmerica 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...