I Get Stuck in the Middle of a Jane Austen Novel

The house was empty and quiet when I arrived. Slowly, I vowed to work Dad off of the take-out diet he had previously been living on. I decided to make some dirty rice. It reminded me of me and my mom’s brief stay in Louisiana, though my dirty rice was nowhere as good. It was amazing though I couldn’t take all the credit, Zatarain’s helped. Yet again I found myself saving a plate for Dad. I wished we could have more dinners together but knew his work schedule made it nearly impossible. It was okay though. Out at our house, the voices were less than whispers. I guess range did have an impact.

I climbed up the stairs to my bedroom and changed into a boxer and tee pajama set. I went to my bathroom and removed my contacts and washed my face. I walked back to my room in the ugly glasses that I hated, but Mom thought were cute. Enough said. I sat down at my computer and surfed around a bit before deciding to head to bed.

I said a quick prayer and asked to have normal, everyday teenage dreams. I had never asked for any of this and wanted to just be normal for once in my life.

Climbing under my familiar denim quilt, I drifted off into sleep. I found myself alone in the largest, most beautiful ballroom I could ever imagine, totally Beauty and the Beast. I looked down and was encases in a gorgeous emerald ball gown. It was made of the softest silk and was bunched up at the bottom in such an elegant style. My hair cascaded down my shoulders in gentle ringlets, shining like the brightest stars in the sky. It was pinned to fall over my left shoulder, tickling the bare skin my off the shoulders dress had exposed. All those Jane Austen movies were getting to my imagination.

I looked around, hoping to find someone else to talk to but the only people I could see were myself and the five-piece band playing some, soft , elegant Victorian era piece.

My heart slowly began to sink when I realized how truly and utterly alone I was. No handsome prince was coming to sweep me off my feet and carry me away from my loneliness and despair. I felt like sitting down and crying till my chest hurt.

I felt a light tap on my right shoulder and slowly turned around. My handsome prince had arrived.

The End

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