The Special Love Story
Part 4
Weeks had passed by since Molly and Deema talked. It has been so long that they didn't seem to know eachother. The month of June ended with a big bang and slowly enetered into the hot July.
The wedding was in a month and Molly was as hectic as ever. She had so much to plan in so little time. She had to finish the invitations, decide on the brides maid dresses, choose the cake, and decide on her own dress. There were many things she had to plan, and what made it more upsetting was that Deema wasn't even there.
Without that spunky blonde, the group seemed to lose it's touch. They were missing a special part that kept them unnoticed by all. After a while, Molly was getting more and more upset. She wanted to apologize so badly, but she didn't know how to do it.
If she did actually attempt to say she was sorry, she felt that Deema wouldn't say the same. That it would leave them nipping at each others throats forever.
It was a pretty sunny day when Molly was looking through her wedding guide with Gil. They were planted on Molly's couch, both holding one side of a thick book. It had a happy bride and groom printed on the front.
"..The Emily and Company wedding planners are willing to be strive to make your Wedding Day the best day of your life.." The pink haired girl read with an excited tone in her voice.
"..We have the state of the art stereo systems for up-beat receptions, and the best photographers to capture every loving moment.." Gil reads right after.
The two turn to eachother and smile. The thought of having their own wedding is still an exciting blur. They were both lost in their own fantasies.
"Woah, check this out!" Gil said as he pointed to a picture in the book like a child. "They have a firefighter themed wedding! We can say our vows and kiss on a fire truck!"
"That's cool, Gilly! But there's one problem."
"What's that?"
"You're not a fire-man..Well, not yet."
"Oh yeah." Gil sighed.
"Aw, don't be sad, Gil. We can think of something else." Molly flipped the page and pointed to another picture. "What about this? It's a cool London wedding."
"Yeah, but look at those prices! I could buy London with that money." Gil sighed again. As well as Molly. She tossed the book on the ground and rubbed her fingers through he hair.
"This is harder than I thought." She said quietly, as well as laying her head on Gil's shoulder. "Who knew that there were so many themes to a wedding."
"I know. It's really hard." Gil replied. "You'd think we'd think of a theme from all the times we played around in pre school as the Bubble Guppies.."
"Yeah.."
Molly was going to let it go and have a traditional wedding until an idea smacked her in the face. She rose from her seat and started to zone out. You can tell that she had a major idea.
"Wait, Gil. Say that again!" She said excitingly.
"I'm surprised we don't have any themes because...."
"Not that! The last part!"
"The Bubble Guppies?"
"Yes, thats it!" the pink haired girl said. "We can have a beach themed wedding!"
Gil thought a beach themed wedding was cool. It wasn't very common, and that's what makes it unique. The two planned on having their wedding on a real, beautiful beach. With the warm sand wedged in their toes, and the calming sound of the water pounding in their ears. It would be so beautiful.
Gil had to leave later that day to pack some of his stuff before graduation. He passionately kissed his fiancé goodbye and headed out her door. Molly waved calmly with a smile on her face. After shutting the door, the girl finds her phone and checks her messages. One from Nonny, three from Goby, a few from Oona..zero from Deema.
This has to end, Molly thought harshly. She texted all of her friends the same demanding message: Group meeting at Gil's dorm. BE THERE!!
The girl ran as fast as she could to her fiancè's dormitory. She rammed her fist on the door like a crazy person.
The door opened very quickly to see Gil with a confused look on his face.
"Geez, Molly, what's the rush?"He asked as the girl darted in his room.
"There's no time to walk, baby." She said as she forcefully stormed inside. Letting her happy bride moments slip away. "This has to end! Deema and I can't stay away from each other!"
"I know." The male replied. "But did you have to call everyone? Even when I was just at your place?"
"It's necessary."
A few moments later, the other four young adults entered the room. Nonny was holding hands with Oona, while Goby was arm locked with Deema.
They all sit around in the living room and stare around awkwardly. Deema and Molly avoided eye contact.
"Okay, I've called you all here to discuss some issues." Molly said rather quietly as she glanced at Deema. "We all haven't talked in a month and it doesn't feel right. So if anyone wants to say anything, they're welcome to."
"Well, I'm not saying anything. I actually like not talking to anyone." Deema huffed as she crossed her arms and looked straight at Molly. "I don't have to worry about any drama."
"Oh, so you're calling ME overly dramatic?" Molly hissed. "You'd throw a hissy if your hair lost it's volume!"
"Well at least I have good hair!" The blonde replied as he got closer to her near ex-best friend.
"How dare you!" Molly scoffed as she got closer to Deema. "It's bad enough that I had to see your 70s up-do everyday when we were kids! And you have the nerve to dis my hair?!"
"You take that back!" Deema screamed as she poked Molly in the chest. "My hair was awesome back then, and it still is pretty rockin' fantastic now! Unlike yours!"
"Why are you worried about me?! I thought you didn't want to talk so you can "avoid the drama!"
The two girls were going at it again. They were really close to each other an screaming their heads off. Poking at one another and yelling many different words that are too graphic to list.
Without an warning, Nonny rolled his eyes and stood from his seat.
"Okay, this has gone on long enough! We are all sick and tired of you two not talking to each other and fighting! You guys are best friends!" The Ginger yelled loudly. Deema and Molly stopped their fighting and stared in awe. They have never heard Nonny raise his voice before, let alone yell. It was a bit shocking.
"Nonny's right!" Oona agreed. "I had to listen to you guys fight and it really hurt!" Other than the fact that you totally ignored me and acted like I was invisible! I'd say you both are selfish for what you've been putting on all of us!"
"We all vowed to stay together as friends and not let a single thing get in the way and you two are pushing the boundaries!"
The two girls felt very bad now. Not only did they risk their friendship for something stupid, but they totally ignored their friends for it. When they really thought about it, it was pretty self-centered.
The Ginger then grabbed Deema and Molly's arms and pushed them together.
"Now talk nicely!" Nonny finished. He finally backed away and watched the apologizing and forgiving unfold.
The two girls just stood there awkwardly.
"So..." Molly stammers.
"So..." Deema droned. "I like your shoes."
The pink haired girl looked down to her feet and slightly grinned.
"Thanks. I wear them on special occasions..And they were on sale too."
"Huh, Really? Because they really match with your skin tone and OH SWEET GOD FORGET IT! MOLLY, I'M SO SORRY!" Deema screamed this at the top of her lungs. "I'M SORRY I WAS SO SNOOTY ABOUT YOUR PROPOSAL! THE TRUTH IS THAT I'M REALLY HAPPY FOR YOU AND I WANT TO BE IN THE WEDDING!"
"I'M SORRY TOO, DEEMA! I WAS BEING A TOTAL JERK! AND I'M SORRY I SAID YOU WERE NEVER CLOSE TO GETTING MARRIED! YOU REALLY ARE A GREAT PERSON AND GOBY IS LUCKY YO HAVE YOU AS HIS GIRLFRIEND!" Molly screamed just as loudly as happy tears poured from her face. "AND I'D LOVE TO HAVE YOU IN THE WEDDING!!"
The two girls were sobbing uncontrollably and just hugged. This hug was friendly and showed a great value of affection.
"Aw, Group hug!" Oona exclaimed.
The others crammed near the two girls and shared the giant hug. They were all smiling and laughing like real friends should. They all couldn't wait until the wedding would come around. Especially Deema, who couldn't wait to see her best friend walk down the aisle.
Part 4
Weeks had passed by since Molly and Deema talked. It has been so long that they didn't seem to know eachother. The month of June ended with a big bang and slowly enetered into the hot July.
The wedding was in a month and Molly was as hectic as ever. She had so much to plan in so little time. She had to finish the invitations, decide on the brides maid dresses, choose the cake, and decide on her own dress. There were many things she had to plan, and what made it more upsetting was that Deema wasn't even there.
Without that spunky blonde, the group seemed to lose it's touch. They were missing a special part that kept them unnoticed by all. After a while, Molly was getting more and more upset. She wanted to apologize so badly, but she didn't know how to do it.
If she did actually attempt to say she was sorry, she felt that Deema wouldn't say the same. That it would leave them nipping at each others throats forever.
It was a pretty sunny day when Molly was looking through her wedding guide with Gil. They were planted on Molly's couch, both holding one side of a thick book. It had a happy bride and groom printed on the front.
"..The Emily and Company wedding planners are willing to be strive to make your Wedding Day the best day of your life.." The pink haired girl read with an excited tone in her voice.
"..We have the state of the art stereo systems for up-beat receptions, and the best photographers to capture every loving moment.." Gil reads right after.
The two turn to eachother and smile. The thought of having their own wedding is still an exciting blur. They were both lost in their own fantasies.
"Woah, check this out!" Gil said as he pointed to a picture in the book like a child. "They have a firefighter themed wedding! We can say our vows and kiss on a fire truck!"
"That's cool, Gilly! But there's one problem."
"What's that?"
"You're not a fire-man..Well, not yet."
"Oh yeah." Gil sighed.
"Aw, don't be sad, Gil. We can think of something else." Molly flipped the page and pointed to another picture. "What about this? It's a cool London wedding."
"Yeah, but look at those prices! I could buy London with that money." Gil sighed again. As well as Molly. She tossed the book on the ground and rubbed her fingers through he hair.
"This is harder than I thought." She said quietly, as well as laying her head on Gil's shoulder. "Who knew that there were so many themes to a wedding."
"I know. It's really hard." Gil replied. "You'd think we'd think of a theme from all the times we played around in pre school as the Bubble Guppies.."
"Yeah.."
Molly was going to let it go and have a traditional wedding until an idea smacked her in the face. She rose from her seat and started to zone out. You can tell that she had a major idea.
"Wait, Gil. Say that again!" She said excitingly.
"I'm surprised we don't have any themes because...."
"Not that! The last part!"
"The Bubble Guppies?"
"Yes, thats it!" the pink haired girl said. "We can have a beach themed wedding!"
Gil thought a beach themed wedding was cool. It wasn't very common, and that's what makes it unique. The two planned on having their wedding on a real, beautiful beach. With the warm sand wedged in their toes, and the calming sound of the water pounding in their ears. It would be so beautiful.
Gil had to leave later that day to pack some of his stuff before graduation. He passionately kissed his fiancé goodbye and headed out her door. Molly waved calmly with a smile on her face. After shutting the door, the girl finds her phone and checks her messages. One from Nonny, three from Goby, a few from Oona..zero from Deema.
This has to end, Molly thought harshly. She texted all of her friends the same demanding message: Group meeting at Gil's dorm. BE THERE!!
The girl ran as fast as she could to her fiancè's dormitory. She rammed her fist on the door like a crazy person.
The door opened very quickly to see Gil with a confused look on his face.
"Geez, Molly, what's the rush?"He asked as the girl darted in his room.
"There's no time to walk, baby." She said as she forcefully stormed inside. Letting her happy bride moments slip away. "This has to end! Deema and I can't stay away from each other!"
"I know." The male replied. "But did you have to call everyone? Even when I was just at your place?"
"It's necessary."
A few moments later, the other four young adults entered the room. Nonny was holding hands with Oona, while Goby was arm locked with Deema.
They all sit around in the living room and stare around awkwardly. Deema and Molly avoided eye contact.
"Okay, I've called you all here to discuss some issues." Molly said rather quietly as she glanced at Deema. "We all haven't talked in a month and it doesn't feel right. So if anyone wants to say anything, they're welcome to."
"Well, I'm not saying anything. I actually like not talking to anyone." Deema huffed as she crossed her arms and looked straight at Molly. "I don't have to worry about any drama."
"Oh, so you're calling ME overly dramatic?" Molly hissed. "You'd throw a hissy if your hair lost it's volume!"
"Well at least I have good hair!" The blonde replied as he got closer to her near ex-best friend.
"How dare you!" Molly scoffed as she got closer to Deema. "It's bad enough that I had to see your 70s up-do everyday when we were kids! And you have the nerve to dis my hair?!"
"You take that back!" Deema screamed as she poked Molly in the chest. "My hair was awesome back then, and it still is pretty rockin' fantastic now! Unlike yours!"
"Why are you worried about me?! I thought you didn't want to talk so you can "avoid the drama!"
The two girls were going at it again. They were really close to each other an screaming their heads off. Poking at one another and yelling many different words that are too graphic to list.
Without an warning, Nonny rolled his eyes and stood from his seat.
"Okay, this has gone on long enough! We are all sick and tired of you two not talking to each other and fighting! You guys are best friends!" The Ginger yelled loudly. Deema and Molly stopped their fighting and stared in awe. They have never heard Nonny raise his voice before, let alone yell. It was a bit shocking.
"Nonny's right!" Oona agreed. "I had to listen to you guys fight and it really hurt!" Other than the fact that you totally ignored me and acted like I was invisible! I'd say you both are selfish for what you've been putting on all of us!"
"We all vowed to stay together as friends and not let a single thing get in the way and you two are pushing the boundaries!"
The two girls felt very bad now. Not only did they risk their friendship for something stupid, but they totally ignored their friends for it. When they really thought about it, it was pretty self-centered.
The Ginger then grabbed Deema and Molly's arms and pushed them together.
"Now talk nicely!" Nonny finished. He finally backed away and watched the apologizing and forgiving unfold.
The two girls just stood there awkwardly.
"So..." Molly stammers.
"So..." Deema droned. "I like your shoes."
The pink haired girl looked down to her feet and slightly grinned.
"Thanks. I wear them on special occasions..And they were on sale too."
"Huh, Really? Because they really match with your skin tone and OH SWEET GOD FORGET IT! MOLLY, I'M SO SORRY!" Deema screamed this at the top of her lungs. "I'M SORRY I WAS SO SNOOTY ABOUT YOUR PROPOSAL! THE TRUTH IS THAT I'M REALLY HAPPY FOR YOU AND I WANT TO BE IN THE WEDDING!"
"I'M SORRY TOO, DEEMA! I WAS BEING A TOTAL JERK! AND I'M SORRY I SAID YOU WERE NEVER CLOSE TO GETTING MARRIED! YOU REALLY ARE A GREAT PERSON AND GOBY IS LUCKY YO HAVE YOU AS HIS GIRLFRIEND!" Molly screamed just as loudly as happy tears poured from her face. "AND I'D LOVE TO HAVE YOU IN THE WEDDING!!"
The two girls were sobbing uncontrollably and just hugged. This hug was friendly and showed a great value of affection.
"Aw, Group hug!" Oona exclaimed.
The others crammed near the two girls and shared the giant hug. They were all smiling and laughing like real friends should. They all couldn't wait until the wedding would come around. Especially Deema, who couldn't wait to see her best friend walk down the aisle.