Disclaimer- I don't own anything. The plot is all thanks to the wonderful Jane Austen though I wished I owned Mr. Darcy… (Please bear with me it's my first fan fiction)…

Chapter 1

"It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife. And so with this quote, my new philosophy, I must end my letter to you, dear Lizzie. I'll see you on Friday when I get back. Much love, Charlotte."

Elizabeth Bennet smiled as she folded her friend's letter and slid it back into the envelope. She finished her latte and left a tip for the waitress. Picking up her book and wallet, left the café, stepping into the unusually warm October day. As she walked along the sidewalk, she opened her book, "First Impressions", and continued reading, looking up every once in awhile to make sure not to run into anyone or anything.

She passed by several stores and some houses, finally coming to her own, she could tell it was hers by the loud music. She closed her book, placing her letter as the bookmark, and made her way up the steps. She rolled her eyes, noticing the front door wide open, cursing her younger sisters as she walked into the house. Entering the front door, she could just barely hear the piano playing under the noise of Shakira's lastest hit. She went into the living room and found her sister, Mary, trying to concentrate on her piano.

"Mary!" Elizabeth yelled. But, she didn't hear her. Elizabeth sighed and put her stuff on the coffee table. She went to walk in the kitchen when her older sister, Jane, came down the stairs, carrying a basket of clothes. They smiled at each other and Jane gave her that this-is-never-going-to-end look. Elizabeth gave her sympathetic smile when suddenly the music was turned off.

"Peace at last." Jane sighed.

"And you never thought it was going to end." Elizabeth mused while Jane gave her a blank stare. "How long has this been going on?"

"Since you left this morning," Jane said exasperated, "how was your run?"

"Splendid, I went for a latte when I was finished."

"And you didn't bring me anything?"

"Sorry, I was pre-occupied." Jane raised a brow and Elizabeth smiled.

"With what?"

"Mrs. Lucas came by to tell me more about the party for when Charlotte returns from London…"

"And?" Elizabeth smiled and pulled Jane up the stairs. Just then, their two younger sisters came charging past them, giggling. "Lydia, Kitty please be more careful!" Jane yelled after them. Lydia stopped at the bottom of the stairs and Kitty bumped into her, making her almost fall.

"What did you say Janey?" Lydia said innocently.

"She said don't play music this early in the morning and don't be such a brat." Elizabeth said. Lydia scowled at Elizabeth and Kitty giggled. "Now go finish your chores and then go to class today." Lydia rolled her eyes.

"Earth to Lizzie! College gives you the choice."

"Well, Earth to Lydia, you have to go to class to learn and mom isn't paying all that money for you to do nothing, now go." She gave both Lydia and Kitty the mom face and they quickly left. Jane smiled and shook her head.

"You know Liz I am the older sister for a reason." Elizabeth shrugged her shoulders and went into their bedroom.

"It's not my fault I can't hold me tongue." Jane stifled her laughter and put the basket of laundry on her bed. She dumped the clothes out and went about folding them and putting them in neat piles.

"Well, someday, my dear sister, you will fall in love and then you'll have to watch that tongue of yours." Elizabeth laughed and helped Jane to fold.

"I doubt that shall ever happen. But, back to the subject of Mrs. Lucas. She stopped me today when I was reading Charlotte's letter and wanted to make sure I knew all the details about the party. I told her I did and then she asked me if I knew the person moving into Netherfield Park. She then explained to me how she went over there and extended an invitation to Charlotte's party." Jane stopped and eyed Elizabeth.

"What does this have to do with anything Liz?"

"It seems two men and a woman has moved into that house." Jane shook her head.

"A huge house like that and only three people are living in it?"

"I know. Mrs. Lucas told me that a Mr. Bingley and his sister along with a good friend of the family are living there and they are both single gentlemen, as she put it." Jane bit her lip and picked up the clothes putting them in drawers.

"Liz, I still don't see why you're telling me this." Elizabeth could see that even though Jane pretended like she didn't want to hear it, she continued to listen to Liz.

"Because she said Mr. Bingley was a shy but very nice and very sweet man. Who knows what could happen? Perhaps you two will meet at the party and fall in love." Jane sighed and picked up the rest of the clothes.

"This isn't a romance novel Liz, its reality. And reality is that…" But, she never finished. She just looked at Liz. "You should get ready for work or else you'll be late." And she left the room. Elizabeth sighed. She flopped on her bed and looked at the ceiling. She grabbed the notebook and pen on her nightstand and began writing.

"When does reality and romance entwine? When does reality end and romance begin? Does it ever or do we wish for it to happen? As a girl of twenty-three, when are those thoughts of everlasting pure love supposed to leave me? I suppose my sister is right in the respect that it is reality. But, why can't I hope?" She bit the end of her pen and sighed.

(A/N- Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed it! Its obviously a modern interpretation and I'm going to be using some dialogue from the movie and from the book and sort of updating it. I hope you enjoy it and I'll explain the characters more in the next chapter! Please R&R but don't be too harsh!)