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did!” she said.  “My makeup is totally messed up.”
    “Go
use some of mine,” Cinderella said.  She cut the cooled brownies and dished
them out onto a paper plate while they waited for Ariel to return.  Then, with
one final check at their reflections in the mirror by the door, the Princess sisters
ventured across the street.
    They
all agreed Cinderella should hold the brownies, since she was the one who
really made them.  Then, crossing their fingers that ‘hot boy’ would be the one
to answer the door, Belle reached up and knocked.  They only had to wait a few
moments before the front door opened to reveal a young man in a blue baseball
cap.
    His
dark, almost black hair stuck out from under the bottom of his hat, and he had
the bluest eyes any of the girls had ever seen.  You could almost imagine the
waves crashing in from the ocean behind them.  He stood taller than any of the
girls and his arms, as they had admired earlier, were more muscular than any
boy their age.  He smiled at the sight of them and Cinderella lost her words. 
Then Belle piped in.
    “Hi!”
she said, flashing him her most charming smile.  “We noticed you guys moving in
this morning, so we thought we’d come say hi and bring you a treat.  I’m Belle
and this is Aurora, Cinderella, Ariel and Snow White,” she said, pointing to
each of them in turn.  “We’re cousins and yes, we were all named after cartoon
characters,” she answered before the boy had a chance to ask.
    “Do
you all live together?” he asked.
    “No,”
Aurora cut in.  “We live in those four houses,” she said, pointing behind
her.
    “Well,
it’s nice to meet you!” he said, flashing them another heart-melting smile. 
“And thanks,” he said, lifting up the plate Cinderella had handed him.  “My
name’s David.  David Prince.”

Chapter
Five
    Monday,
July 12th
    “What’s
high school like, do you think?”
    “What
do you mean?”
    “Just
thinking out loud.  My cousins are all really nervous to start, especially Snow
White.”  Belle tried to act casual as she spoke.
    “Well,
why not ask the expert?”  Belle stopped walking and looked up into David’s
hypnotic eyes.  He smiled at her puzzled expression and then continued.
    “Where
we lived, in Logan, ninth grade is in high school too.”
    “So
you’ve got loads of experience then,” she said catching up to him.
    “Why
are you so concerned about high school?”
    “I
dunno, maybe Snow is rubbing off on me.  It’s just that everyone makes high
school to be such a big deal.  There’s tons of movies about it, my mom says
they were some of her best years, and you don’t see people going to junior high
school reunions.  It’s also when…well…you start to really date.”
    “Now
don’t tell me Miss Belle is afraid of getting a date!”
    “Well…”
    “Trust
me,” David said, touching her lightly on the arm and stopping her in her
tracks.  “You have nothing to worry about.”  David winked at her and then ran
ahead to push the button so they could cross the street.  Belle stood still for
a minute, her arm still tingling from the gentle touch of his warm hand.
    “You
comin’ or what?”  Belle looked up to see the white “Walk” figure turn to a
blinking red hand.  Belle ran to the corner and David grabbed her hand, almost
dragging her into the street.  They were about halfway across the street when
the red hand stopped and several cars in front honked.  David reached the
corner and released Belle’s hand, laughing.
    “What’d
you do that for?” she said, shoving him hard in the shoulder.  “We could have
waited for the next light!”
    “Oh
come on, Princess, toughen up!  You’ll never make it in high school with that
attitude!”
    “Oh
yeah?” she said.
    “Yeah!”
he responded, grinning.  Belle accepted his challenging eyes and ran after
him.  David’s grin widened and he took off running into the McDonalds parking
lot that sat on the corner.