Anything For LOve by Misha

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Anything For Love
By Misha Author's Notes- Okay, like most of my stories this is set in it's own weird time line. Everyone is in their Senior year and they've all known each other for years. In this one Belle and Chloe are step-sisters and best friends. Chloe is Craig and Nancy's biological daughter and was raised by them away from Salem, until she was twelve and they divorced and then she went to live with Nancy. Two years later Nancy married John Black and they moved to Salem. Chloe fits in just fine at school, even though she tends to stay on the sidelines and is perceived as mysterious and elusive. Belle has been raised by John exclusively since Marlena died when she was eight. She's just like she is on the show, perky, popular, and really nice. Mimi's family is not poor and have never been in danger of loosing their house. She's popular, pretty, but a little petty and very jealous of Chloe. She and Belle are friends, but they're not very close. She has her eye on both Shawn and Phillip, but neither one of them is interested in her. Phillip is pretty much the way he was on the show: a spoiled, stuck-up, conceited jerk, although he never had a gambling problem and he is beginning to change. He also has a thing for Chloe, but he's not sure how to tell her. Shawn is exactly the same as he is on the show except he and Belle aren't friend and never have been, they do know each other though. He and Phillip are best friends. That's it. I'm not sure about Brady or Jan and Jason, they might show up later or they might not. You never know. Anyway, this will be unlike most of my stories as this will be mostly fun and fluffy, there'll be some angst... But it won't be predominately angsty like my other stories.
Part One

"Belle, do I have to go?" Chloe Wesley asked her step-sister. "Can't you go alone?"

Isabella "Belle" Black looked at Chloe in disgust. "No! It's bad enough I'm going to Mimi's party without a date, but at least if I go with my best friend I don't look like a total looser. Please, it'll be fun?"

Chloe stared at her. "Fun? Yeah, right. A party held by Mimi "stuck up is my middle name" Lockhart, fun?"

"She's not that bad." Belle protested, trying to defend her friend and co-cheerleader.

"She's an airhead." Chloe said flatly. "Also, in case you haven't noticed, she can't stand me."

Belle sighed. "Chloe, have you ever thought about why Mimi doesn't like you? She's jealous. You're beautiful, smart, talented, and Phillip Kiriakis pays more attention to you than he ever will to Mimi."

"That's a good thing?" Chloe asked, making a face.

Phillip Kiriakis was the King of Salem High, he was also Chloe's nemesis. From the day that Chloe moved to Salem after her mother married Belle's father, she and Phillip had been at each other's throats.

Belle personally thought that it was because they secretly had feelings for one another, not that either would admit it. Well, not that Chloe would admit it. She amended silently, thinking about what she had learnt the day before.

"Come on Chloe, please?" Belle begged, deciding not to press her like she normally would.

Chloe sighed, wondering how she and Belle managed to be best friends considering how different they were. "Alright. But, I don't have a costume and it is a masquerade in case you've forgotten."

Belle smiled. "That's okay. I picked up a costume for you."

Chloe sighed and buried her head in her hands, knowing that there no way out now. What am I in for? She thought miserably.



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Phillip Kiriakis looked at his nephew, long story, and best friend with a grin. "Tonight is the night, Shawn. Tonight I make her fall in love with me."

"So how does this great plan of yours go?" Shawn asked curiously. "'Cause in case you've forgotten, Chloe thinks your an conceited jerk."

Phillip made a face at Shawn's words.

It was true, Chloe wasn't too fond of him, but he was determined to change that. He didn't remember when he had fallen in love with her, but during one of their millions of arguments he had.

She wasn't like any other girl he had ever known, and maybe that was why she hit him so hard. She was special. She was everything he had ever wanted even though it took him a long time to realise. And tonight he would show her what she meant to him.

"Shawn," he said, deciding to let his friend in on his plan, "Mimi's party is a masquerade. Everyone will be in costume, with masks. She won't know who I am."

"But how will you know who she is?" Shawn asked logically. "And for that matter how do you know she's going? She odes have a tendency to skip these things if she can."

Phillip smiled. "Because I have an ally in her camp."

Shawn thought about it for a moment and then nodded. "Belle. She'll make sure Chloe goes to her party."

"And she picked out Chloe's costume so that I know what she's wearing." Phillip told him. "I got desperate and begged Belle for her help. She squealed and agreed."

"I can't wait to see how all this turns out." Shawn said sincerely. "Because I have a feeling that things are going to get very interesting tonight."



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Belle smiled as Chloe walked out of their shared bathroom and into Belle's bedroom to model her costume.

Belle had chosen to dress her step-sister as a princess in an elegant "Gone With the Wind" style gown, a beautiful crown complete with a wispy veil that fell to her chin, dainty beaded slippers, elbow-length gloves, and a gorgeous diamond pendant she had borrowed from her step-mother, Nancy.

"You look beautiful." She told her sincerely, knowing that Phillip was going to faint when he saw her. She had told him what Chloe would be wearing, but even she had no idea how beautiful her step-sister would look.

"Thanks." Chloe said softly. "Belle, it's a gorgeous costume. Thanks for picking it out, I love yours too."

Belle looked down at her genie costume and smiled. "Thanks. Now let's get going, we don't want to be late."

Chloe made a face through her veil. "Of course not."

Belle poked her in the ribs before exiting her bedroom. "Come on, cheer up. I guarantee that you'll have a fabulous time."

Especially since a certain someone is going to try and sweep you off your feet. She added silently.

She had agreed to help Phillip win Chloe because she knew that even though she would never admit it, Chloe had feelings for Phillip and she wanted her to be happy.

Belle just wished that her own crush, Phillip's best friend Shawn, would do something like that for her. But Shawn didn't even seem to know she was alive, let alone... It was hopeless.

Belle pushed the thought aside, determined to be happy for Chloe. So what if Shawn doesn't notice me? She thought. This is Chloe's night. Mine will come some day, I know it will.



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Shawn sighed as he got dressed for Mimi's party.

He kept thinking about Phillip's plan for Chloe and wishing that he had the guts to do something similar for Belle.

Not that it would work. He thought bitterly. She doesn't even know I exist and even if she did, why would Belle Black want to date me? She could have any other guy at Salem High.

He pushed the thought away and continued to get dressed.

This was the not the time to get depressed about his hopeless crush on Belle, tonight was Phillip's night. His job was to watch his best friend get the girl of his dreams and help out if things started to go wrong. That was it.

Still, he couldn't help wish that it was him and Belle who were going to hook up tonight.

Hopefully. Things could go wrong, he realised.

But they won't. He thought positively. Everything will go as planned for Chloe and Phillip, and if it doesn't... I'll find a way to make things right. Even though I'm miserable, there's no reason Phil should be.

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Part Two

Author's Notes- This part is told mostly through the guys perspective as the evening starts, and the next one will be through the girls' as it progresses. I'm sorry if the costumes aren't very creative, but I wasn't sure what to pick and I ended up going with whatever came to mind first. In this part I also introduce Jason and make a mention of Jan. He'll be a big part from here on, she won't. She'll only have a small part, later on. That's all for now, enjoy.

Phillip stepped into Mimi's large living room and dining room area, which were usually separated by set of sliding glass doors, but that had been turned into one room for the party.

He smiled when he saw all the Halloween decorations and wondered how much work Mimi had done and how much had been their housekeepers work.

However, that thought flew right out of his head when he set eyes on a beautiful princess dressed in a gown of deep blue. Chloe. He couldn't take his eyes off of her, she looked gorgeous.

Wow. Was the only thought in his mind as he got his act together and crossed the room to go to her side.

He knew that there was no way that she would recognise him. After learning from Belle that Chloe would be a princess, he had chosen to be a prince. His costume consisted of a black velvet tunic, matching black velvet pants, black leather boots, a fake sword, a silver-embroidered black mask, and a silver crown set on top of his temporarily-black hair.

He thought he looked pretty good, although not nearly as good as Chloe. She was perfection.

He smiled as he finally reached her side and put a hand on her arm. "Hello, your majesty." He said in a slightly British accent that he had been practising for the last day and a half, before bowing slightly.

Chloe smiled through her filmy veil and curtsied prettily. "Hello, your grace." She said demurely, in a soft, musical voice that Phillip found enchanting.

Phillip smiled regally and held out a hand to her. "May I have this dance?"

Chloe hesitated for a moment and then nodded. "Of course."

Phillip led her onto the dance floor and was amazed by the way she melted into his arms, it was as if she was made for them.

And she was. Phillip thought. I know that we're destined for one another. All I have to do is convince her.

Still, for the second he was happy to just have Chloe in his arms. It was something he had dreamt about for so long.

He smiled as she lay her head on his shoulder, hoping that it was sign that she felt comfortable with him.

Well, you better be. He thought. Because now that you're finally here, I'm not letting go of you for the rest of the night.

He hoped that it would go simply and that his plan would work, and that by the end of the evening Chloe was at least on her way to falling as deeply in love with him as he was with her.



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Shawn scanned the crowd and smiled when he saw Phillip approach a beautiful, veiled princess.

Now I know why he dressed as a prince. He thought. So that he matched his princess.

He watched as Phillip led her onto the dance floor and nodded in relief. So far so good, he just hoped that the rest of the evening went as well.

Suddenly he felt someone bump into him and turned from watching Phillip to look at a beautiful genie in a white skirt that was embroidered with gold thread, a matching long-sleeved jacket that ended right above her midriff and hung open to reveal the small gold tank top she wore under it. On her feet she wore strappy gold sandals, that went well with the gold bangles she wore on her wrists, the several different gold chains around her neck, and the large gold hoop earrings in her ears. On her head, her blonde hair had streaks of gold shimmers in it and was gathered on top of her head, where her shimmery veil was pinned so that it fell down it front of her face, ending right above her mouth.

Wow. Shawn thought in admiration. She's gorgeous.

He smiled, glad that he was finally thinking about someone other than Belle and offered the genie his hand.

"My lady, may I have this dance?" He asked gallantly in the deep English accent both he and Phillip had decided to use tonight, after all he was dressed up as a knight (minus the uncomfortable armour, but complete with fake sword and shield).

She smiled and took his hand. "You're wish is my command." She said in a sultry voice as he led her out on to the dance floor.

Shawn wondered who she was, vowing to find out.

I won't slip out of my life once the evenings over. He vowed silently. I've accepted the fact that I can't have Belle, but I will have this girl. The only other girl who's ever affected me like this before. So, no matter what it takes, she won't slip away from me.



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Jason Welles, the wide receiver for Salem High's championship wining football team, surveyed the party, checking out all the good looking girls.

But there were only three that really caught his eyes.

One was a beautiful princess in a deep blue gown, whose face was covered with a delicate veil, she was also in the arms of a handsome prince dressed all in black and Jason assumed they were a couple.

The second was a golden genie who had been standing not to far from him a few minutes ago, until a dashing knight swept her on to the dance floor. Jason had seen the promise written on what you could see of his face and would bet that even though the two didn't come together, they would leave together. There was no way that guy was going to let her get away if he had a choice about it.

That left girl number three, and in Jason's' eyes the most beautiful. Of course he was biased due to the fact that he was still in love with the girl.

Jason sought out Miriam "Mimi" Lockhart the hostess and the only person in the room not wearing over their face. She was dressed as a bride in a gorgeous white gown, delicate high-heeled shoes, a dainty veil that fell down her back, a bouquet of silk white and pink roses, and a matching diamond ring and necklace that Jason recognised as her mother's.

I always knew she would make the most beautiful bride in the world. Jason thought sadly, thinking about how he had blown his chances with her.

Six months ago he and Mimi had been dating for a year and were going strong, until he had too much to drink at a party and ended up in bed with another girl. Mimi hadn't been able to forgive him, not that he could blame her, and had ended the relationship right away.

Still, Jason wanted her back. He loved her, Jan had meant nothing to him. He didn't even know why he slept with her, but he did know that it had cost him the best think that had ever happened to him.

Maybe not. A voice in his head suddenly. Why don't you go over there? She won't recognise you?

Jason smiled suddenly, it was true. He had dressed up as one of the three musketeers and had died his hair dark and added a mask over his eyes, which put together made him fairly unrecognisable. Maybe he could approach Mimi without her knowing who he was.

Might as well give it a try. Maybe it won't win her trust back, but at least this way I'll finally get her talk to me. And that's a start. He thought as he made his away over to her.

"Bonjour mademoiselle." He said in a fairly convincing French accent, thanking God that his mother had insisted on him taking French all through high school.

Mimi smiled. "Bonjour Monsieur." She said softly.

Jason bowed slightly and offered her a hand. "May I have the honour of a dance?"

Mimi smiled again. "You may."

Jason grinned inwardly and led Mimi out on to the dance floor, marvelling on how good it felt to have her in his arms again.

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Part Three

Author's Notes- This is the girls' thoughts to what's going on at Mimi's party, it goes with the last part. It's pretty short, thought. The next part will be longer and it'll also have more action in it. I'll try to have it done ASAP, but for now I hope you enjoy this part.

Chloe watched as her mysterious prince walked over to the refreshment table to get her some punch.

Who is he? She asked herself, curious to learn who it was that affected her this way.

There was something about him that affected her in a way that no one else ever had before.

Except Phillip. She thought, a smile coming to her face when she thought of her secret crush.

She didn't know exactly when she had started to fall for him, but she had. Not that she would ever admit it or that it would make a difference if she did. He had zero interest in her.

Still, she couldn't help but wish that he was her mysterious prince.

Like that would ever happen, Chloe thought miserably, not unless he didn't know who I was.

And that was the weird thing, even though she was wearing the veil over her face he seemed to know who she was.

How could he know? Chloe thought. No one else seems to.

She pushed the thoughts away when he returned, determined to have a wonderful time for the rest of the night.

Whoever he was, whatever his agenda was, he was sweeping her off her feet. She knew it was foolish to feel this way about someone she didn't even know, but she couldn't help it...

Still, she was glad he wore his mask, because that way she could pretend he was Phillip for just a little longer.



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Belle smiled at her masked knight in shining armour and wondered who he was.

He was so charming, so fun to be with, and she felt herself falling for him. She knew it was ridiculous, after all she didn't know who he was, but... There was something about him.

For some reason she felt the way she did about Shawn, with one exception. She had the feeling that her knight cared about her too and that they might actually have a future together.

Still, she thought sadly, it would have been nice if Shawn was the one whose arms I was in right now. But it's not. It never will be.

She pushed the thought away, determined to have a good time.

Maybe her knight wasn't Shawn, but that didn't matter. Her feelings for Shawn were unrequited, they could never go anywhere, but with this man...

Even though she didn't know his name or his face, she felt that she knew him. She knew in her heart that he was safe and that they had a chance to be together. And, since she couldn't spend her life pining after Shawn, she was going to grab the chance that was being offered to her.

After all, this knight, whoever he was, might be her one true love.



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Mimi looked at the masked man who she had spent the last hour with.

Whoever he was, she was glad that he had approached her because for the first time in six months she was able to completely relax and just have fun. For the first time since it happened, Jason and the thought of what he had done weren't hovering at the back of her mind, preventing her from having a good time.

Whoever the mysterious musketeer was, he had done the impossible. He had actually helped her forget Jason.

She smiled, wondering who he was. I wonder if I know him? Mimi thought as he lay her head on his shoulder for a slow dance.

She knew that she had to know him, since she knew everybody at the party, but since everybody wore a mask she wasn't exactly sure who he was.

She wondered if it was one of the guys on the football team, maybe even Phillip Kiriakis, the all-star quarterback.

Nah, she thought, dismissing the idea. Whoever I'm dancing with, he knows who I am and, unfortunately, Phillip has zero interest in me.

She had finally admitted that she had no hope of winning Phillip, but that was alright. She wasn't really ready to date anyway.

I wonder if Jason's here. She thought suddenly, then pushed the thought aside. I'm not going to ruin a perfectly good night by thinking of Jason Welles. Instead, I'm going to focus on right now. Maybe this'll end when it's time to unmask, or maybe it'll be the start of something new, I don't know. But I do know, that's it the first time in a long time I've had fun and I'm not going to ruin it by thinking about the past.

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Part Four
The moon was full as it shone down on them as they stood in the lavish gardens of the Lockhart's estate.

The soft glow made Chloe appear even more beautiful in Phillip's eyes as she stood before him and gazed up at him through her wispy veil. "Who are you?" She whispered, no longer trying to disguise her voice.

I wish I could tell you, He thought as he gazed down at her, but I can't. Not yet. Soon though, as soon as I'm sure I've won your heart.

"The time has not come for that, my lady. He said softly.

"When?" She asked softly.

"Soon." He promised, stepping closer to her so that they were only inches apart.

"You know who I am." It was not a question.

Still, he nodded. "I do."

"Then, I don't need this." She whispered, adjusting her head piece so that the veil no longer fell over her eyes.

Phillip stared down at her, enchanted by her beauty and by the fact that for this moment at least, she was his. Her body language from the last few hours and the look in her blue eyes told him that.

Neither moved for an instant, instead they both stood staring at one in the quiet moonlight. They were in the gardens at his suggestion and they were completely alone.

It's now or never. He thought as he leaned down to kiss Chloe.

It started slow at first and then she wrapped her arms around his neck and it grew more passionate with every second.



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Shawn saw Phillip and Chloe leave the ballroom and realised that Phillip was making his move.

I wish him luck. He thought, before turning his attention back to the genie at his side.

"It's stuffy in here, isn't it?" She asked softly. "Would you like to take a walk?"

"Of course." He answered, taking her hand and leading her in the opposite direction as Phillip and Chloe.

They walked in silence until they reached the Lockhart's summer house.

"It's lovely." The genie whispered.

"Not as lovely as you." Shawn told her quietly. "There's something about you... I've never felt this way ever before."

"Either have I." She whispered. "It's silly, I don't even know you, but..."

"You feel me as if you've known me forever?" Shawn filled in for her. "I feel the same."

"Then show me your face." She begged. "Right now, remove your mask and let me see who you really are."

"If you will do the same." Shawn agreed, reaching up to take off his mask.

"Alright," she agreed before reaching up to place her hand on top of his, "let me."

He nodded and, as she pulled at his mask, he pushed her veil back.

A minute later he gasped in surprise when he saw true face.

"Shawn." She whispered, just as surprised.

He didn't say anything, he just stared into Belle Black's beautiful face.



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"A walk, monsieur?" Mimi asked him, smiling up at him.

"Oui." Jason agreed quietly, wishing that she'd still be smiling if she knew he really was. "Where too?"

"The fountain." She told him, referring to the beautiful marble fountain that rested at the edge of the Lockhart's gardens.

Jason merely smiled and offered her his arm.

Once they reached the fountain, she looked at him tenderly. "Who are you?" She whispered.

Jason froze, he couldn't tell her. Not yet.

Seeing his panic, she smiled. "Please tell me. I need to see your face, just to know who you are."

Jason stood there, unsure what to do, when Mimi moved towards him.

"Will it help if I bare everything I am, first?" She asked, before leaning up and capturing her lips with his.

It was a soft and gentle kiss, sweeter than any Jason could remember.

Oh, Miriam, he thought, if only you'd feel this way once you know who I am. He thought with anguish, knowing that the masquerade was about to end.

When the kiss was over, she lay a hand on his mask.

"May I?" She asked softly.

Jason nodded, unable to speak.

She pulled at the mask and gasped in surprise when she saw who he was. "Jason?"



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Once the kiss had ended, she gazed up at him, her blue eyes deep with emotion.

"Please?" She whispered. "Let there be no barriers between us."

Phillip nodded, unable to resist the pleading note in her voice.

Please, let me have won her over. He begged silently, before looking down at his princess.

She rose on tiptoes to removed his mask and then rose her hand to her mouth in surprise when she realised who he was.

"Phillip." Chloe whispered in a voice full of emotion, some that Phillip didn't comprehend.

He stood still, waiting for her to make the next move, knowing that whatever happened next it was in her hands.

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Part Five
Author's Notes- This part is kind of short, but I think it adequately conveys all that is going on. Besides the next part will be longer as I get into the heads of all six characters. Right now, I'm just wrapping up the party, but don't worry the story is far from over. That's all for now, enjoy.

"Phillip." Chloe whispered again, unable to believe it. Phillip was her mystery prince.

It's a dream come true. She thought as she gazed into his eyes. How many times have I wished I was in his arms?

"Chloe." He said in a soft voice. "Please don't be angry.

Angry? She thought with surprise. Why would I be angry?

Then she remembered that Phillip thought she hated him. Just like she had thought he hated her, until now.

"Why would I be angry Phillip?" She asked softly, and then a horrible thought came to her. "Unless this is a joke."

Phillip stared at her. "A joke? Chloe, you have got to be kidding. The reason I did this because I'm in love with you and I knew this was the only hope I had of getting you to give me a chance."

"Oh, Phillip." Chloe whispered with absolute joy.

He loves me. She thought radiantly.

She saw the hope on his face as he watched her. He was scared she realised, afraid that she would push him away.

She stepped towards him and kissed him gently, letting him know without a doubt how she felt.



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Belle stared at Shawn and shock.

Shawn. She thought, but instead of the joy she had thought she would feel all she felt was shock and a little bit of disappointment.

Not because it was Shawn, but because of the shock she could see in his face and the disappointment that was sure to be there. The confession he had made had been for the beautiful, mysterious genie, not for plain old Belle Black. If he had set it up like Phillip had for Chloe, she would have been the happiest girl alive. But he hadn't, he had been as clueless as she was.

She looked down, unable to bear to see the disappointment in his face. "I'm sorry." She whispered and then she hurried away from him, knowing if she stayed a second longer she would burst into tears.

She ignored his cries of "Belle, wait!" Knowing that they were only because he was a nice guy and he didn't want her to feel bad, she couldn't handle that right now.

She hurried to her car, wondering if she should try and find Chloe. She decided against it, Shawn would tell her that she had left and Chloe could find her own ride home. She'd understand, Belle knew she would.

Besides, hopefully she was having a magical evening. The one that Belle wished was hers.



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Mimi stared into Jason's face, unable to control her shock. Of all the people she had invited, her handsome mystery man had to turn out to be Jason Welles.

Why? She pleaded silently. Why did it have to be him? Don't I deserve the chance to meet a nice guy who won't hurt me?

"Why?" She whispered. "Why did you do this?"

"Miriam..." Jason began.

"Don't call me that!" She screamed.

Jason took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, Mimi, Miss Lockhart, whatever. I'm sorry."

"Sorry?" Mimi asked harshly. "Sorry? I thought that you and I actually had a chance. I was falling for you tonight."

"I know." Jason told her. "That's why I didn't say anything, I thought if you didn't know it was me I might actually have a chance with you."

"Never!" Mimi spit. "Understand this Jason Welles. No matter who you pretend to be, how romantic it gets, you and I will never have a relationship again. Got it?"

"Got it." Jason said after a long moment. "I'm sorry you feel that way." With that he walked away.

Mimi watched him go with a mixture of odd emotions. She actually felt kind of guilty because of the pain she saw on his face.

Maybe he does care. She thought, but then she pushed it away. Jason had had his chance and he had blown it and never again would she allow herself to be vulnerable to him.

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Author's Notes- The songs I use in this part are all from Disney movies. "Someday My Prince Will Come" is from Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, "Part of Your World" is from The Little Mermaid (I use the version she signs to Eric after she saves him) and "I Won't Say I'm In Love" is from Hercules, (I only use Meg's lyrics, I cut out the Muses' part.) These songs all fit really well with the mood I was trying to create with each couple, so that's why I used them. Okay? Enjoy.
Part Six

Floating. That was what it was felt like to Chloe, as if she was floating on air.

He loved her. Phillip loved her.

I hope this isn't a dream. She thought rapturously as she lay on her bed, revelling that night. Her fairy tale had come true, she had found her Prince Charming.

Oh, Phillip. She thought standing up.

Her hand went to her lips as she danced around her room still caught in the romantic dream that that night had turned into. She remembered his kisses. The passionate one before she unmasked him, the tender one they had shared after his identity was revealed, and the joyful one that had been exchanged when he drove her home.

I can't wait for tomorrow. She thought, her eyes lighting up at the thought of their first official date. Who would have thought it the all state quarterback and the opera fanatic soon to be Salem's hottest couple.

I guess the sparks have been flying for years. She thought happily. But we've finally turned them into fireworks instead of getting burnt by the fire.

Something caught her eyes as she continued to drift around her room. One of her Disney movies, Snow White.

Suddenly she remembered a song from that movie that she used to sing as she daydreamed about her soul mate and she closed her eyes and began to sing.

"Some day my prince will come

Some day we'll meet again

And away to his castle we'll go

To be happy forever I know"

Chloe pictured her handsome prince in her mind as she sung.

Tonight had been perfect. The fairy tale princess and her handsome prince had ended up together under the moonlight, having finally found one another.

"Some day when spring is here

We'll find our love anew

And the birds will sing

And wedding bells will ring

Some day when my dreams come true

Some day my prince will come"

Chloe finished singing as she opened her eyes and turned smiling towards the mirror.

"He's already come." She whispered joyfully. "And he's here to stay."



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Phillip felt like he was on top of the world!

He had done it, he had won her heart! Of course, she had confessed that he had already been mostly there before tonight, even though she tried to hide it, but it was tonight that she became his.

And tomorrow they had their first date. He already had it all planned out, after all he wanted it to be perfect, but he also wanted it to be special.

He wanted to make sure that Chloe understood that what they had was unique and that no girl had ever affected him the way she did.

The girls he had dated... They had meant nothing to him and none of them had ever cared about him. Not the real him. They cared about the rich, handsome, popular jock, but not about what was inside.

But Chloe was different, she didn't give a damn about was on the outside, she cared about what was inside.

"She's everything." He whispered. "She's my Princess and I've finally swept her off her feet and hopefully one day we'll live the happily after life."



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Through the their connecting bathroom, Belle could hear the muffled sounds of her step-sister singing.

As the melody and a few of the words greeted her ears, Belle was reminded as to why she never sang.

Her voice wasn't bad, it was okay, but it was nothing compared to Chloe's. Chloe's voice could move even the most disinterested listener, she was so good at just portraying the emotion of the song.

She has a real gift.

Belle thought with a small smile.

As envious as she sometimes was, she was glad that Chloe had so much talent, especially about something she was so passionate about.

Still, she wished that she could sing like that. Maybe if she could she would have a chance with Shawn.

Because while she barely had any contact with him, he and Chloe were good friends. It wasn't that surprising, they both had an incredible passion for music and spent hours on end talking about it and practising together.

Belle often wondered if he had a crush on her step-sister, after all Chloe was undeniably beautiful, she was also more sexy and passionate than Belle was, as well as more mysterious.

Belle knew she was good-looking, but she also knew that her looks were more perky pretty and very youthful. Chloe, however, looked way older than her seventeen years and she was certainly not pretty, her looks were much more mature.

Maybe Shawn likes that. Belle thought glumly, as a horrible thought came to her. Maybe he thought I was Chloe, tonight.

Then she put that though aside. Shawn was Phillip's best friend, he had to have known about Phillip's plan, besides he wouldn't have gone after the girl his best friend was madly in love with.

Still, she thought sadly, he thought I was someone like Chloe. Instead I turned out to be perky old me. A girl who is light years away from what he's attracted too.

She thought about the song Chloe was singing and another Disney song came to her mind.

"What would I give

To live where you are?

What would I pay

To stay here beside you?

What would I do to see you

Smiling at me?"

She sang quietly.

That was the problem with her and Shawn, they lived in different worlds. He didn't belong in the shallow circles she ran in and neither did she belong in the more rebellious, artsy groups he tended to hang out with.

Still, she'd give anything to be a part of his world and to be the kind of girl she was sure that he wanted.

"Where would we walk?

Where would we run?

If we could stay all day in the sun?

Just you and me

And I could be

Part of your world"

For a second she thought of Chloe and Phillip and the fact that they too lived in separate worlds, but then she realised that the barriers between them were much smaller. Their four years of fighting had already built a bond between them and now, if things had gone right, their newfound feelings would just make that bond stronger. She had no doubt that something meaningful would happen between them.

Lucky them. She thought sadly.

"I don't know when

I don't know how

But I know something's starting right now

Watch and you'll see

Some day I'll be

Part of your world"

She finished singing as a solitary tear rolled down her cheek.

"I hope so." She whispered. "I hope that someday, we'll be together and that we'll belong in each other's worlds."



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Shawn couldn't stop thinking about Belle's reaction. She hadn't even said anything, just run away.

Why, was he that intolerable that she couldn't even stand the sight of him?

You always knew you had no chance. A voice in his head pointed out.

Shawn sighed, running his fingers through his hair. That was certainly right. He had known it for years.

He remembered the first time he ever really noticed her.

"So how do you like living in Salem?" Shawn asked Chloe as they walked through the door to the Penthouse apartment she shared with her mother, step-father, step-sister, and step-brother and entered the living room.

"It's okay." Chloe told him. "I mean, I'm getting used to it. Belle's made it easier than I thought it would be."

"Belle?" Shawn asked. "Oh, right. Your step-sister."

"And best friend." Chloe added.

Shawn looked at her in surprise. "I wouldn't have thought you two would get along that well. You seem very different."

"We are." Chloe told him with a laugh, her blue eyes lighting up.

Shawn smiled thinking again how gorgeous Chloe was and wondering how she'd react if he made a move on her.

"Hi, Chloe." She smiled as she came through the door, then she saw Shawn. "Oh, I didn't realise you had a a guest."

"It's okay." Chloe told her with a smile. "Belle meet Shawn Brady, Shawn this is my step-sister Isabella Black."

Shawn looked at her in awe. There was something about this girl, she was different than anyone else.

He had spent four years adoring her from a distance, seeing her whenever he hung out with Chloe, but knowing that he could never be with her. Tonight had just proven that.

The fact that I love her isn't enough. He thought sadly. She doesn't share my feelings and she never will. I just have to get over her.

But somehow he had a feeling that that would be easier said than done.

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Mimi kept thinking about Jason's face when he walked way. He had looked so hurt. And then she began to think about that night and how charming he had been.

Could he really care? She wondered, but then she pushed the thought aside.

Even if he did care it was too late. He had hurt her too badly for them to be able to have a second chance. He had already broken her heart.

But tonight had proven something, when she looked into his eyes, for a split second she had felt so happy it was him. It was then that she realised that she was still in love with him.

"But I can't be." She whispered. "I can't still love him."

Suddenly, the lyrics from that song in Hercules came to her mind and she began to sing.

"If there's a prize for rotten judgment,

I guess I've already won that.

No man is worth the aggravation -

That's ancient history, been there, done that!"

That was true. She'd already loved once, and had her heart broken because of it.

She wasn't going to make that mistake again, even though her heart begged her to give Jason Welles a second chance.

"No chance, no way, I won't say it, no, no.

It's too cliche, I won't say I'm in love!

I thought my heart had learned its lesson...

It feels so good when you start out!

My head is screaming "Get a grip, girl!

Unless you're dying to cry your eyes out!" Oh..."

Mimi reminded herself that if she let Jason back in, all he would do is hurt her. And she couldn't let that happen. She couldn't let her heart break like that again or let her entire world fall to pieces once more.

And that's what would happen, she would once again be crying into her pillow because he had let her down.

"No chance. No way, I won't say it no, no.

This scene won't play, I won't say I'm in love...

You're way off base! I won't say it!

Get off my case! I won't say it!

Oh... At least out loud... I won't say I'm in love!"

She stopped singing and moved over to her bedroom window.

She still loved him, she knew that, but she couldn't let him back in her life. She couldn't let him break her heart again, no matter how much she wanted to give him a second chance.



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Jason collapsed sweating on his bed.

Thirty laps around the block still hadn't and he still hadn't been able to get Mimi's face or her words out of his mind.

She hated him. Not that he hadn't already known that, but he had hoped that by romancing her he'd be able to have at least some chance with her. But obviously not, she'd made that clear enough.

Why do I have to love her? Jason asked himself, knowing how much easier it would be if he didn't.

She's never going to trust me again, never going to let me back into her life. He thought sadly. I just have to accept that. I have to accept that as much as I love her Miriam Lockhart and I have no future together. And, unfortunately, we never will!

Now all he had to do was make himself believe it, make himself believe that he'd never get her back. Even though it was the one thing he wanted more than anything else in the world.