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Beauty and the Beast [A modern day tale]

There once was a powerful Prince who ruled the business world with no heart. Everything he wanted he took. One day a cleaning girl getting his home ready for a party caught his eye. Could someone so simple thaw his hear and turn the beast into a man? He quickly turned. He picked up a vase and threw it. He stormed down stairs. "Who is in charge?" he roared. Bella stood up, "I am sir, my name is Bella Beauté, what can I help you with?" She held out her hand. He stared at it but could not take in, "It is improper to sit out in front of my home and have a picnic. There is a park down the road eat there." "I do apologize sir. We will do that from now on. Is there anything else?" Bella tried to keep calm. With out a word he stormed back into his home. There was still 40 minutes for lunch so they packed up their lunch and headed to the park. From the window he watched the little girl drive away. 'Bella Beauté... Beauté is french for beauty and she was a beauty.' [The book is also full of fairytales Bella loves to read]

IleneMae · Integral
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188 Chs

The lawyer (115)

Betty worked hard with a group from Mayor's office on the Charity Dinner. She had taken what their vision was and came under budget. There was over a hundred items for auction. The Best Italian restaurant was catering. Invites were mailed out.

Bella and Zane agreed to come. So Betty had gone with Bella to buy a new dress.

Bella had a gold backless dress and Betty was in a light blue knee length sweet heart dress with matching shoes.

When the limousine pulled up she walked out. Zane was the best to pick her up like this but when the driver opened the door for her and she climbed in, there sat Oliver McLaughlin.

"Why are you here?" Betty asked.

"You agreed to go with me." He said.

"Alright, Will Sue be there?" She asked.

"Probably not, but I'm not sure. She is no longer my problem. We are no longer engaged."

"Oh... I did not know."

"You look beautiful tonight."

"Thank you."

That night they raised millions dollars. The highest amount ever raised for the children's home.

Zane had gotten Bella a blue diamond necklace for twenty thousand.

Oliver got a painting of children at a party for five thousand one hundred.

"Why did you did you by that painting?" Betty ask.

"I think it would go great in your reception area of you office." He said.

"I can't except this it's to much."

"I was donating ten thousand to night even if I didn't get to buy anything. So I bought the painting. Four thousand nine hundred was donated by check. Remember this is important to me."

"I know, it was your passion that got me passionate about it. I also have enjoyed being friends with Dr. Connell and Father Joseph. They love to sing your praises."

"Would you like to hear a joke?"

Betty shook her head and laughed, "Sure."

'Little Johnny is always teased by the other boys at school for being stupid. Whenever they make fun of Johnny, the other boys will offer him a nickel or a dime, and Johnny always takes the nickel. One day, after Johnny takes a nickel, Johnny's friend, Billy, pulls him aside and asks, "Johnny, don't you know by now that a dime is worth more than a nickel, even though the nickel is bigger?" A smile slowly comes over Johnny's face. "Well," he says, "they'd stop doing it if I took the dime, and so far I've made 20 bucks!"'

"That really is a funny one. Why do you always tell me jokes?" Betty asked.

"Because I love to see the dimple in your smile." He said.

Betty put her hands on her cheeks as she turned red.

They drove around for a little while just talking then ended up at his home.

"I should really get home." Betty said.

"Stay a while please, I don't want this night to end yet, I promise I drive you home later." Oliver said.

She took his hand and he led her into the house. He placed the painting by the door. He excused himself to take off his Tuxedo and brought her a large tshirt for her change into.

Betty changed. The Tshirt barely covered her so she grabbed the robe off the door before heading out. It swallowed her.

Oliver had cherry pie and icecream ready in the livingroom when she came out.

"It looks good on you." He said "Pie?"

"Thank you. The Tshirt was big but short."

They sit next to each other to eat their dessert. Betty pulled her legs up onto the couch and desided to really take a good look at this handsome man.

"Like what you see?" He asks.

"Not bad, not bad at all. Tell me a story about you and your friends." She said.

"Ok... let me think... Oh I know we had just turned 8. Tim, Joe and I decided to run away because we were tired of getting up early for morning prayer. Well it was Joe's job to get food , Tim's job to get sleeping bags, and Mine to get other supplies.

Joe thought he was being slick he got us cans of ravioli and beans.

Tim could only find three old blankets.

I got some bandaids, rope and toothpaste.

Well we waited till everyone was in morning prayer and set out. Can you see our problem?" He asked.

"No, what is wrong?" Betty asked.

"Well we walked into the woods and when we thought we had walk a long way we stopped to eat. The only thing is we had no can opener. We hit the cans with a rock but that did no good.

We decided to rest so Tim handed out the itchy woolen blankets.

When I complained because I'm allergic to wool they had me tell them what I brought. We were then trying to decide what to do when one of the Fathers found us and brought us back.

The best part of this story all this only took thirty minutes.

We had to copy the lords prayer a hundred times."

"So you ran away for only half an hour." She laughed.

"Well to an eight year old that's a long time. But to top it off I had to get shot for hives because of the wool blanket. "

Before they knew it, it was 2 am. Stay the night with." Oliver said.

She smiled and said ok so he picked her up and carried her into the bedroom.

"Want to hear a joke?" She said on the way.

"Sure"

A man who needs legal help goes to a lawyer's office. After being escorted inside, he sits across the desk from the lawyer. The man needs legal help, but he wants to make sure he can afford it first. "Can you tell me how much you charge?" he asks.

"Of course," the lawyer replies, "I charge $800 to answer three questions."

"Don't you think that's an awful lot of money to answer three questions?"

"Yes it is", answers the lawyer, "What's your third question?"