save the dance

Off To The Races

A/N: TRR 2 is airing tomorrow! Hooray! MY HUSBAND IS COMING BACK TO ME! 😍 
I know I said my fics are on hold, but I finished writing this yesterday (took me almost a week, I hate myself). So I will post this and then probably disappear for a while, but with good cause. Sorry.
If you’re new to Choices, I would recommend reading this after the corresponding chapter of The Royal Romance.
Title gif is courtesy of the amazing and generous @zigbadboy. Thank you so very much! 😄 
And thank you, @lizzybeth1986, for being Miss Data when it comes to Liam and TRR. I don’t know what I’d do here without you. 😭 ❤️️ 
Thanks in advance for reading! 

Pairing: Liam x MC 
Books: The Royal Romance 1, LoveHacks
Rating:

Chapter 1: Once Upon A Time 
Chapter 2: Welcome To Cordonia 
Chapter 3: Reunited 
Chapter 4: Save The Last Dance


Chapter 5: Off To The Races

“…I am freaking out, all right?" 
The tiny space of the changing room only added to her anxiety. Riley breathed through her mouth, listening to her sister’s voice on the phone. 
"Calm down now. It can’t be that bad. Did Olivia pull a prank on you again?" 
"No. Olivia isn’t the problem today. She actually gave me helpful advice. The thing…" 
"Whoa, whoa. Hold up. The girl who almost made you kiss the King’s shoe tried to help you?" 
"Yeah" 
"That is so fishy, I can smell it all the way here" 
"Let me talk. This is big, okay?”, she took a long breath and told Dani, “The Beaumonts are broke. Maxwell told me last night. Not only are they not going to reimburse me for the Masquerade dress, I am supposed to buy my own dresses and stuff. And that’s a big effing problem because you need a different dress for every stupid event here!" 
Holy… what the fuck? Seriously? And Maxwell couldn’t tell you this before you traveled halfway across the world?“ 
"He wasn’t supposed to. It’s a prestige issue”, Riley rolled her eyes, “His brother got so mad when Maxwell told me, who by the way, is like Uppity Nobleman #4 from every Victorian play ever" 
"Damn. What are you going to do?" 
"They say there’s no backing out now" 
"You’re actually considering backing out of the competition?" 
Riley leaned her back against the wall, frustrated. 
"What else am I supposed to do, Dani? I can’t afford all this on my own. Not to mention that I’m at every possible disadvantage here. I’m not Cordonian. I’m not rich. I wasn’t trained since birth to catch a prince! And Olivia said the press is going to be at the Derby today. You know I always make a fool of myself in front of cameras!" 
"Jesus Christ, calm the hell down. You can handle this. Just stay out of your own head" 
"I can’t. I’m half naked in a Cordonian dressing room and asking my ‘fun’ sister for advice. This is all too much. This was supposed to be an adventure and it isn’t" 
"Okay. Okay, relax. I am quite sure money isn’t the issue here. I know you cashed your internship check last month. Knowing you, you still haven’t spent a single cent of it" 
"Maybe, but that doesn’t mean I should waste that money on dresses. I already brought along a great dress. But Maxwell keeps telling me that clothes are important when trying to make an impression here" 
"A 'great’ dress? Didn’t you just pack that blue tarp you wear to every wedding?" 
"Hey! It’s minimalistic" 
"If you say so. Look”, Dani said, “Don’t think of this as buying a dress. Think of it as buying opportunities. Opportunities where you can impress Cordonians, make the other suitors shake in their boots, make jaws drop. When you’re Liam’s princess, you are going to think back on this day and laugh that you got an anxiety attack over buying a dress" 
Riley straightened up, 
"What did you say?" 
"About jaws dropping?" 
"No. After that" 
Dani chuckled, 
"Ah, when you will be Liam’s princess…" 
'Liam’s princess' 
Her ears stopped thrumming. There was no need for Riley to hear the rest. 
'Liam’s princess - me?
Well, she still wasn’t sure she wanted to be, but it was quite titillating to imagine. 
Waking up to Liam’s sleepy face. 
Holding Liam’s hand in public. 
Kissing Liam like she were sucking out his soul. 
Smithers licking Liam’s face while she watched and wished she was a dog. 
And if she needed the Queen’s and the press’s approval to be the one Liam belonged to…
Well… 
"Screw it!" 
She bought the dress. 


'That was…’ 
Liam couldn’t hide the smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. His index finger passed along his lips, trying to relive what he had just shared with Riley (Three days in a row, damn!).
She looked so playful whenever she kissed him. 
And a little surprised, like she couldn’t believe what she had just done. 
And a little happy, like those quick stolen kisses meant something to her too. 

He hadn’t felt like that in a while. So thrilled and… naughty. Playing maze-tag with Riley had been exciting, to say the least, but this was different. It was he who had initiated it this time. And god knew where he got the courage from to do it. 
Seeing her all flustered was so new though. He wondered how she would react if someday he were to do… more.
"Just escorted your beloved to the rest of the…" 
"Huh?!" 
It was only Drake. He had caught him off-guard. For a moment, Liam stared at his friend, believing he had heard what he was thinking. 
"Jumpy, huh?”, Drake smirked at him. 
Pretending to flick lint off his suit, Liam kept his eyes averted. He said, 
“We should get going. It’s time for the tea party" 
"Hold on, Alice. We’re not gonna talk about you asking Lady Riley to sit on your back while you did push-ups?" 
"It would have seemed rude not…" 
"Yeah, yeah”, Drake grinned, “I bet letting her sit on you while you had your clothes on would have been rude too. By the way, did you notice how she stared at your abs when you stripped? Women, right? A man innocently takes his clothes off right in her face and she shamelessly looks on? I mean, that must have been so embarrassing for you to be objectified like that, for no fault of your own” 
Blushing, Liam bit his lip and hastened to leave. Drake egged him on,
“Bet you’re real glad now I dragged you along to the gym with me”
“Shut up”, Liam mumbled and walked ahead. 
Laughing, Drake followed him out of the tent. 

To be continued.

Bee themed Asks🐝
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  • Honey: What is your favourite food to eat that bees have somehow contributed to?
  • Bumble: What is something that has inspired you?
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  • Apis: What is your favourite thing to learn about?
  • Brood: Do you eat honey, yes or no? Why or why not?
  • Garden: What do you collect?
  • Cells: Do bees scare you?
  • Stinger: Describe your day in 10 words.
  • Stripes: How have you inspired someone?
A million movies to get you in the school spirit

Obviously the school life portrayed in movies is nothing like the reality. Try more disorganisation, mounting stress and constantly messy hair. Nevertheless, we can attempt to forget the reality! I’ve put together this list of high school and college related movies to get you maybe just a little more motivated for school. I’ve put an asterisk (*) next to some of my favourites. Happy watching!

High school related movies:

  • 10 Things I Hate About You (1999)*
  • 17 Again (2009)
  • 21 Jump Street (2012)*
  • A Cinderella Story (2004)
  • A Girl Like Her (2015)*
  • Accepted (2006)
  • American Beauty (1999)*
  • An Education (2009)*
  • Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging (2008)*
  • Bad Hair Day (2015)
  • Beastly (2011)
  • Bratz: The Movie (2007)
  • Bring It On (2000)
  • Bring It On Again (2004)
  • Bring It On: All or Nothing (2006)
  • Bring It On: Fight to the Finish (2009)
  • Bring It On: In It to Win It (2007)
  • Can’t Hardly Wait (1998)
  • Carrie (2013)
  • Chronicle (2012)
  • Clueless (1995)*
  • Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen (2004)
  • Cyberbully (2011)
  • Dazed and Confused (1993)
  • Dead Poets Society (1989)
  • Dirty Deeds (2005)
  • Easy A (2010)*
  • Election (1999)
  • Endless Love (2014)*
  • Expelled (2014)
  • Ferris Bueller’s Day Off (1986)
  • Fired Up! (2009)
  • Flipped (2010)*
  • Freaky Friday (2003)
  • G.B.F. (2013)
  • Geek Charming (2011)
  • Geography Club (2013)
  • Get a Clue (2002)
  • Girl in Progress (2012)
  • Grease (1978)*
  • Hairspray (2007)
  • Heathers (1988)
  • High School Musical (2006)
  • High School Musical 2 (2007)
  • High School Musical 3: Senior Year (2008)
  • I Love You, Beth Cooper (2009)
  • Ice Princess (2005)
  • Into the Storm (2014)
  • It’s a Boy Girl Thing (2006)*
  • Jennifer’s Body (2009)
  • John Tucker Must Die (2006)*
  • Juno (2007)
  • Just One of the Guys (1985)
  • Keith (2008)
  • LOL (2012)
  • Mean Girls (2004)*
  • Mean Girls 2 (2011)
  • Mono (2016)
  • Napoleon Dynamite (2004)
  • Never Been Kissed (1999)
  • New York Minute (2004)
  • Not Another Teen Movie (2001)
  • Paper Towns (2015)
  • Picture This (2009)
  • Pink in Pink (1986)
  • Project X (2012)*
  • Prom (2011)
  • Raise Your Voice (2004)
  • Read It and Weep (2006)
  • Remember the Titans (2000)
  • Revenge of the Nerds (1984)
  • Save the Last Dance (2001)
  • School of Rock (2003)
  • She’s All That (1999)
  • She’s The Man (2006)
  • Sixteen Candles (1984)
  • Sleepover (2004)
  • St. Trinian’s (2007)
  • Step Up (2006)
  • Struck by Lightning (2012)
  • Submarine (2010)
  • Superbad (2007)*
  • The Bling Ring (2013)
  • The Breakfast Club (1985)
  • The Clique (2008)
  • The DUFF (2015)*
  • The Edge of Seventeen (2016)
  • The First Time (2012)*
  • The Girl Next Door (2004)*
  • The History Boys (2006)
  • The Hot Chick (2002)
  • The Jerk Theory (2009)
  • The Lizzie McGuire Movie (2003)
  • The Perfect Score (2004)
  • The Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012)*
  • The Spectacular Now (2013)
  • The To Do List (2013)*
  • The Virgin Suicides (1999)*
  • Trojan War (1997)
  • Twilight (2008)
  • Wild Child (2008)*

College/university related movies:

  • 21 (2008)
  • 21 and Over (2013)*
  • 22 Jump Street (2014)*
  • After the Dark (2013)*
  • Bad Neighbours (2014)*
  • College (2008)
  • Good Will Hunting (1997)
  • Legally Blonde (2001)*
  • Liberal Arts (2012)
  • Like Crazy (2011)
  • Monsters University (2013)
  • Neighbors 2: Sorority Rising (2016)
  • Pitch Perfect (2012)*
  • Pitch Perfect 2 (2015)
  • So Undercover (2012)
  • Sorority Wars (2009)
  • Sydney White (2007)
  • The House Bunny (2008)
  • The Social Network (2010)

High school and college/university related TV shows:

  • Awkward (2011 - 2016)
  • Bad Education (2012 - 2014)
  • Beverly Hills, 90210 (1990 - 2000)
  • Community (2009 - 2015)
  • Daria (1997 - 2001)
  • Educating Essex (2011)
  • Educating Yorkshire (2013)
  • Faking It (2014 - 2016)
  • Freaks and Geeks (1999 - 2000)
  • Friday Night Lights (2006 - 2011)
  • Gilmore Girls (2000 - 2007)
  • Glee (2009 - 2015)
  • Gossip Girl (2007 - 2012)
  • How to Get Away with Murder (2014 - present)
  • Ja’mie Private School Girl (2013)
  • Pretty Little Liars (2010 - present)
  • Puberty Blues (2012 - 2014)*
  • Riverdale (2017 - present)*
  • Saved by the Bell (1989 - 1992)
  • Scream Queens (2015 - present)
  • Skins (2007 - 2013)
  • Summer Heights High (2008)
  • Teen Wolf (2011 - present)
  • The Carrie Diaries (2013 - 2014)
  • The Inbetweeners (2008 - 2010)
  • The O.C. (2003 - 2007)
  • The Secret Life of the American Teenager (2011 - 2013)
  • The Vampire Diaries (2010 - 2017)
  • Waterloo Road (2006 - 2015)

I’ve not seen every single one of this list, so if it doesn’t really have much to do with education, that is why! Please feel free to add you own or message me so I can add more. 

your father was an inventor. you knew better than to trust him in the center of town. he came home with scrap metal and built ships to glide on the grass. when you were young, you loved him for making. for a brief five years, you hated him, embarrassed of the town loon, embarrassed of what raised you.

but time shifts things. the man in town wants to marry you. a beautiful man by every account, and you hear many accounts. your nose in books doesn’t stop the stories of him: Gaston, bright, young, proud. Gaston, who could hunt and carve and flex his muscles. who forgot even himself what was true and what was fiction. it is a small village in paris, at the base of a kingdom. he is the bachelor you should have your heart set on. 

you try to teach yourself to love him. he grins at you over beer mugs. never reads the books you suggest to him, drops one in the mud. and one night you hear him, drunk and singing, laughing with the others about your father, the crazy.

that night your father brings you a single white rose from a garden. you kiss your father and think of Gaston’s log cabin, where you could live in comfort.

they come for your father in the night. he is the property of the prince, on account of theft. his hands should be cut off and sewn to the walls of his house, to remind him of his failures. an inventor without hands is a death sentence. they come with fire and hatred. rip you out of bed. your knees hit the mud. you’re too small to fight them. they tear your father away from you, and your heart out of your chest.

you run to gaston. tall, fast, manly. you beg him. it’s a mistake, you cry, you must help - you gulp - and then we will marry. 

gaston laughs and slams oak door against nose. you stumble back, feeling like a knife is in your throat. you take the wagon horse and ride improper, legs spread and bent forward, none of the lady your mother would have wanted. you ride for the life of your father.

at the door of the castle you stop. it is raining. you shout and rave and beg anything. take me, you scream, if you’re listening i’ll do anything. what do you promise on that doorstep, crying yourself empty? what do you promise to keep him alive, to keep him whole, to keep him healthy?

the door opens late. no one is there. you remember, suddenly, the tale of the beast who lives here, who ate the prince, who is terrifying. you think you hear your father and suddenly you are running, following his voice down dark hallways with no ending. 

he is in a cell. his head is bleeding. you feel your breath hitch. 

“will you?” a voice says, “will you trade yourself for your father, take responsibility for his sin?”

“he’s innocent,” you snarl, “you animals.”

“the rose, belle,” he whispers, and you stare at him. a white rose that is wilting beside your bedside would have been the death of him.

“take me,” you say, somehow empty and full at the same time, “if that’s what you need.”

the first night is ugly. you spend it crying. 

over time, the castle learns you, and you learn it. you think you are imagining the talking furniture for most of it. invisible hands whisk food in and out, bring you ball gowns and petticoats and delicate flowers. 

and always, the beast. at first, you were terrified of it. always in the shadows. moving like a ghost, prowling. tall, slim. menacing. never showing any skin, any proof it might be human.

but time and comfort destroy fears. you don’t run when it is in the room, you no longer shield your face in fear. it wears a mask, and this is how you know it really must be beastly. 

it is the second winter when you, playing snowball fights with the statues - you manage to hit the beast in the face. you freeze, and the panic from the day they took your father returns in a firework.

but then the beast is throwing back. and you are laughing. the next morning it is at breakfast with you, and lunch. it comes and goes, and never speaks. laughs, sometimes, you think. talks with its hands. the furniture translates. you learn, because you are good at learning. the hands that mean can i come in? the hands that mean are you hungry? the hands that mean is it okay if i read next to you, here this book is good, i found this for you.

each morning you wake up with white roses by your bedside. you learn to talk a little louder than you’re used to, to move your own hands in a way that acknowledges the beast. it is strange that you were a quiet girl and now you are comfortable shouting. the two of you have your own language, together. it teaches you swordfighting, you teach it dancing. it teaches you archery and you teach it cooking. you walk through the gardens together. there are moments where your hands touch and for some reason you blush like it was kissing. you’ve never had someone who understands you so completely. sometimes you tell it about far-away stories. sometimes you tell it about your village. and sometimes, when you are raw, you tell it about gaston and the marriage you didn’t want and your father and his insanity

one of these nights the beast brings you the mirror. you cry when you see your father. and the beast is pulling you, running, picking out a horse from the stables, gesturing. go, go. you cry when you leave.

you save your father. tell him you’ll bring him back to the beast. do you talk too loud? is gaston only mad you never belonged to him? when the raid starts, you are still taking care of your father. outside, voices, ringing. kill the beast. you think of hands, dancing in the air to speak, and you think you have never heard something so ugly. you’re ashamed to be this species.

you ride in their wake, your father safe. you ride that same panicked race as three years ago to the day. 

you fight, because the beast taught you how. the castle fights, because it is protecting its life. and the beast - you watch the flash of a blade, careful not to kill - the ability you once mistook for savagery. 

it isn’t enough. gaston, and a gun. the three of you stand on the balcony, you in between. again you are begging this man, who means nothing. “leave the beast,” you say, “take me.”

“i’ll have both,” he says, and shoots. you feel the bullet streak by you. the beast is all movement, has pushed you out of the way. they grapple, and you scream when the beast falls, skittering. gaston marches over and you move without thinking. he falls into the night silently. 

you can’t get there quick enough. you gather the beast into your lap, begging be okay. at the mask, you whisper something, and then say it again with your hands. i love you, you say. you were the best thing to happen to me.

the mask slips. a voice says, “belle,” and you are hit with the full force of something that feels like music. you can’t breathe. 

the girl beneath the mask is beautiful. her blonde hair spills across your legs. she touches your face and her hands say i’m okay, and you’re laughing. you kiss her and roses open up in you. 

“i thought you were a beast,” you say with hands and lips a hair above hers, “and here you are, the beauty.”

she smiles sheepishly. it is hard when you are like me. 

your are sobbing. you kiss her again, because you can, because she’s here and perfect and the answer to questions you didn’t know you had been asking. 

her hands, curious, worried, search for your wet cheeks. i’m okay, really, belle. you saved me.

funny, your hands dance, i was about to say the same thing.

I have so many songs saved for my first dance at my wedding. So many, I’m talking 50. So I’m thinking, maybe we should just have an after party, so everyone can eat and get merry, and my husband and I will just find a corner and slow whine to my playlist until the room is empty and the cleaners arrive.

- Meggan Roxanne
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An alternate reality in which Jane Shepard comes from a parallel universe because of a random wormhole.