When Victoria saw Hamilton beckoning her to join him, she pouted slightly and turned to look at Anne. "I am very sorry but I better go. My brother is calling me and I really should be helping my mother around. But I promise to talk to later."

Anne smiled, a little sadness evident in it but she nodded her head understandably. "I get it. There's no reason for you to apologize. See you later."

Anne waved goodbye, an action which Victoria returned. She walked up to Hamilton who was now talking to Rachel Lynde.

The funny thing about that was how wide Hamilton's eyes got when Rachel started to pinch his cheek. He hid his annoyance with a forced smile which only fell once Rachel Lynde left. He quickly started to rub his cheek, pain written on his face.

Victoria laughed once she stood in front of her brother. Hamilton groaned and leaned against the doorframe.

"You laugh but that was the scariest thing that I could ever encounter," Hamilton looked around, being sure that no one was listening.

Then he leaned closer to Victoria. "And I swear on our King that that woman was trying to court me. She did this.. scary thing with her eyes."

Victoria sighed and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Come on, do you think that you're that handsome that even a married woman with children would try to flirt with you?" Victoria asked while she raised her eyebrows.

Hamilton huffed and leant back against the doorframe. "Fine then don't believe me."

Victoria leaned onto the wall right next to Hamilton. She looked forward in the sea of heads to watch the people who were conversing with one another with such ease.

Victoria liked the idea that they now lived in a town were everyone knew one another.

Although words and rumours would get through town in an instant, the people were closer to one another both mentally and sentimentally.

Back in London, things were different from Avonlea. And that is one of the reasons why Victoria preferred Avonlea to London.

"Did you meet anyone?" Victoria asked Hamilton after a few seconds of silence as the two observed their surroundings.

Hamilton finally tore his gaze off the people of Avonlea and towards his sister. "Excluding Rachel Lynde, the cheek pincher, there were a couple of women who came to talk to me."

Victoria raised her eyebrows. "You serious?"

Hamilton laughed and shook his head. "No I'm kidding, only a couple of elderly women exclaiming how handsome I am. Not that I disagree, the people here see beauty as soon as they lay eyes on it."

Victoria chuckled. "Did any of them compliment you on your modesty?"

Hamilton shoved Victoria slightly which made her almost lose her balance.

When she straightened herself, she slapped Hamilton's shoulder and he immediately winced in pain.

"AW! You plonker!" Hamilton muttered something else under his breath that Victoria couldn't quite get.

"Hey Vicky," Victoria looked up at Hamilton and hummed in response. "Who is that boy coming over here?" Victoria followed Hamilton's gaze and instantly panicked. "That's Billy Andrews."

Hamilton gasped. "The bloody plonker who's been bothering you?" Victoria nodded, not wanting to talk to Billy for any reason. "The one and only."

Hamilton clapped his hands together. "Just stay with me and if he says anything, I'll punch his teeth and force him to swallow them, right here and now."

Victoria grimaced as the jerk was nearing closer to them. "I can't stand him but if you do punch him, at least do it outside. Otherwise, you'd cause a scene."

Hamilton smirked slightly at his sister. "No promises though." Hamilton and Victoria shared one last laugh before Billy Andrews stood right in front of them.

"Good evening." Hamilton was the first one of the three first talk. Billy nodded to Hamilton and his eyes quickly trailed over to Victoria.

"Good evening, your majesty," Billy said with his usual smirk etched on his face. Victoria rolled her eyes. "Wanker."

Billy's face fell instantly and then turned to one of slight annoyance when Hamilton sniggered and tried to cover it with a cough.

"Listen I'm not here to fight," Billy stated which made Victoria laugh slightly. "Don't tell me that you accidentally drank some champagne. Since when do you not fight?"

Billy groaned. "I'm sorry, okay. After you left when you were passing the invites, my mother lectured me and said she wouldn't stop until I apologize. I'm willing to call a truce, I'll even pay for that stupid book of yours."

Hamilton was confused about where the conversation went and decided to interfere. "Excuse me, I don't want to be rude or anything but what book is he referring to."

Victoria sighed, she hadn't told her brother about the book which she lost.

"It's nothing," Victoria stated but Hamilton was not having any of it. "Oh come on, tell me!!" Hamilton hopped slightly on the balls of his feet and people stared at him for some time.

Victoria grabbed his hand for her to calm him down. "Okay, stop that. He just burned my copy of Romeo and Juliet."

Hamilton gasped in a very exaggerated and dramatic way. "You what?! You dare to destroy the work of the great William Shakespeare. I'm sorry but I'm going to have to escort you out of this house young mister."

And to believe that Hamilton grabbed Billy's arm and was going to take him outside. He would have easily done it but Victoria interfered, not wanting to cause a scene.

"Hamilton! Calm down and stay put!" Victoria ordered in a very scolding tone. Hamilton reluctantly let go of Billy's arm and once again leaned against the wall. "There is no need to buy another one, Hamilton has his copy. I'll just use that one. So, truce?" Victoria took her hand out for Billy to shake and shot him a smile. Billy looked at her hand and then at Victoria, it took some time for him to respond to the gesture but then he finally did. The two shook the hands of each other.

Hamilton watched the two and once they retreated their hands, he gave a bitter smile to Billy. "Great, you're done. Now go. I have to talk to my sister." Hamilton gave Billy a little push on the back and ushered him away. Hamilton then quickly turned his attention to his sister once again.

"Yeah, I don't like that guy. He's a book murderer." Victoria laughed lightly with her brother and the two kept talking and joking with one another.