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A/N: I haven't forgotten about the Q&A! (& you can keep asking questions!) I'm waiting to post it after I post a few more chapters because after I post it I'm not gonna be updating for a day or two (or at least that's the plan, but we'll have to see because i suck at sticking to my word and I love updating this damn story) so that people can have time to read it before I delete it and start posting more chapters. I'm gonna post it again at the end of the story whenever I finish it, but I'm deleting it next time I update, otherwise it'll throw the chapter numbers off.

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Dahlia's POV

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"These are your textbooks and workbooks for this semester. I know they're a little intimidating since they're so humongous, but that's just because there's a lot of crap in them." Mrs. East chuckled as she handed out the workbooks. She'd forced Jacob Wesley to help her pass out the textbooks.

"The first chapter is, like, two hundred pages long by itself. It's all about wedding planning. Today is January 13th, and this project is due in exactly one month. That means it has to be done, finished, completed, turned in on my desk by February 13th. This project is gonna take ages for me to grade, so I need it turned in on time if you expect to have your grade in by a decent date. This project accounts for almost half your grade, so make sure you do it. If it's turned in late, points will be deducted, and I don't want that. This isn't a difficult project, there are just a lot of details that you have to think about. This project will take you a long time to complete. Please don't mess up your grade after you've worked so hard on it by turning it in late."

She smiled at me as she put a book on my desk, watching as I practically bounced up and down in my seat. I've been waiting for this project since I got in this class! I love organizing and planning shit, I love details, I love weddings! I'm gonna get the fattest A+ on this!

"I'm allowing you to pick your own partner because I don't want to be bothered with assigning you and because this is such a big project that's gonna take a lot of time and I feel you'll do better if you get to work with someone you actually like. If you can't find a partner, though, I'll be happy to help you find one. Before you guys get too excited, let me say this; Whoever you choose to work with on this project will be the person you have to work with for the next one. The 'My married life' project, where you'll have to pretend to be married. That project is also a month long and will be assigned on February 15th. It'll be complete on March 15th. So, choose someone you can stand to work with for two months. There will be no changing partners, no matter what."

"Wanna be my partner, babe?" Jacob asked loudly as he sat next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulder. I cringed and shoved him away from me.

"Touch my girl again and I'm gonna punch your ass out." I heard Billie practically shout from a few tables behind us. I sighed and buried my face in my hands. "She's my partner! If anyone looks at her, you're dead."

"Thanks for making that clear, Billie." Mrs. East mumbled before continuing on. "So, what you're gonna do is make a wedding planning book. Buy a nice binder, and fill it up with your wedding plans, basically. I'd like it if you could print off everything rather than writing it. We'll be going up to the library three days every week so that you can print things off if you don't have a printer at home, so no excuses! I'm going to hand you a list of everything that should be in your binder before the end of class. I'm also gonna hand you the grading rubric. Make sure to get a big binder. It might be good to get a hole puncher too, cause you'll need one so you can put all your papers in there. If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask...Alright, you guys can pick your partners now!"

I didn't even get the chance to turn around in my seat before Billie was yanking Jacob out of his and sliding in it. I smirked and tilted my head at her. "Somebody's eager. Who said I wanted to work with you?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, did you wanna be partners with J. Wes? I can leave and—"

"No, no!" I shook my head quickly. "I'd rather suffer with you than with him."

"Thanks."

"Gigi, isn't it? Would you like to work with me?" I turned my head and frowned as I saw Luna scooting closer to Gigi at the table next to mine. Cadence was clearly seething as she watched the whole ordeal. She nearly shoulder checked Jacob as she ran to get to Gigi.

"Sorry, he's taken!" She smiled fakely at Luna. Luna crossed her arms over her chest and stared down at Gigi who was now smiling up at Cadence. "I didn't hear him say that."

"But you heard me say that, did you not?" Cadence snapped.

"Yes, I work with pretty Cadence!" Gigi smiled. If I was Cadence I would've fucking melted on the spot. This angel boy is adorable.

"I'm going to leave you for him if Cadence and him ever break things off." I told Billie.

"I'm not gone let you get the chance!" She yelled.

***

"Somebody should beat her ass, and if you or Billie don't wanna do it, that means I'm next up." Cadence muttered as she glared at the back of Luna's head. She sits at the table behind ours, unfortunately. "She's real fucking bold, you know? She's been here for two days and she's already acting up."

"Cadence, you need to just ignore her. Gigi is, like, in love with you. He wants nothing to do with her. I mean, he barely even knew she was next to him in home ec—"

"I don't give a shit! I finally find a guy I actually like who likes me back and isn't a total jerk, and this bitch thinks I'm gonna let her keep clinging to him like he's the last Taco on Taco Tuesday?!" She huffed. "I wish you would've thrown her ass across the floor harder yesterday. You should've yeeted that bitch out the window."

"I did not throw her!" I defended myself. "It was a little, tiny push and she lost her balance!"

"Yeah alright, Hulk." Cadence rolled her eyes. "God, I hate her. She's so full of herself. She thinks she's all that. She's the most obnoxious, irritating, self-centered bastard bitch I've ever met in my life!"

"Wow, even with hot sauce all over my face, I still look great." Caden mumbled as he stared into his phone camera. He took a few pictures before wiping his chin with his sleeve.

"Well, she's at least a close second." Cadence mumbled.

"Don't let her get under your skin. We've only got two classes with her. We can survive two classes with her." I smiled optimistically.

"She has four classes with Gigi. I only have two. Do you know what that means? That means she's spending double the time with him which means she'll slowly get closer and closer to him and then eventually she's gonna snatch him! I cannot afford to lose my boyfriend who's not really my boyfriend yet!" She cried.

"Girl, quit this shit." I shook my head. "He really likes you. He's not gonna leave you for that bitch. That's like Jay Z leaving Beyonce for...I don't know, somebody ugly."

"Do I need to remind you that even Jay cheated on Beyonce? How could you forget that shit after the way Solange beat his ass in that elevator?" She sighed.

"Of course sometimes shit goes down when it's a billion dollars in an elevator." I quoted. "But...None of you are billionaires so...I guess you don't have to worry about that happening?" I don't know where I was trying to go with that.

"I wish she'd just go back to her old school." Cadence mumbled.

"Yeah, me too. She took my fucking parking spot this morning and I was stuck parking by Carlos—that kid who's known for knocking into people's fucking cars. I ain't got time to be playing bumper cars with nobody's child." Caden scoffed. "If he hits my shit she's gonna have to pay for it."

"Guys, she's here to stay and there's nothing we can do about it. Just ignore her and it'll be fine!" I mumbled before stealing a chicken wing off of Caden's plate. He glared at me and I shrugged my shoulders. "I didn't bring lunch today and you bought, like, forty. You'll live."

"Bitches is real bold these days." He mumbled.

"Can we come over this weekend whenever you help Denver do his college applications and shit? We need to get an early start and we figured maybe you could help us out too?" Cadence gave her best smile and batted her eyes at me. I rolled my eyes and reached across the table to slap her hand.

"You'll have to ask Billie. Denny decided we should go over to their house to do it." I smirked. The twins gasped and I nodded quickly. "Yep, he's finally ready to talk to Finneas again and this was his excuse to go over there. He wants Finneas to help give him some advice on growing up or whatever the fuck it was he said."

I wiggled around in my seat as I spoke, unable to contain my excitement. Yes, I know Finneas and Denver aren't happening, but I'm still happy they're at least gonna remain friends. I'm glad Denver isn't cutting him out completely.

"Dude, that's awesome!" Cadence grinned.

I nodded but didn't get to reply as Hudson came running up to the table. "Guys, guys, guys! Guess what!"

He slid into his seat next to me, knocking me into Caden, and I chuckled as I patted his shoulder. "What's up, dude?"

"The prom theme! I know what the prom theme is!"

"That's the big news?" I raised a brow.

"Shut the fuck up, Dahlia! What is it?!" Caden practically squealed before clearing his throat. "I mean, not that I care that much."

I rolled my eyes at him before paying attention to Hudson again. "The Great Gatsby! The prom theme is The Great Gatsby!" He screamed. I would've shh'd him since he was starting to draw attention to our table, but I was too excited.

"What?! Are you serious, bro?!" I yelled.

"Dude, I can't believe this!" Caden leaned over to fist bump him while Cadence and I did our weird little finger dance with each other.

"Oh, I'm gonna fuck this prom up! Imma shut it down! Period!" She yelled.

I know she's gonna look amazing at prom! I can't even wait to see what she wears. I wish it wasn't so far away! Just three more months after this one, though

"Holy shit, I've gotta start Tuxedo shopping right now!" Caden exclaimed before looking down at his plate. "Well...Maybe not right now." He mumbled before picking up a wing.

***

"Baby, I'm so happy that you're excited, but you really gotta slow the fuck down before I throw up my stomach! You don't need to be popping wheelies on the road, honey." She pulled her knees up to her chest as she clung to the sides of her seat as usual. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm only going 65 miles per hour, Billie, stop being so damn dramatic."

"Okay, but you're going 65 in a 25, so like I fucking said, bitch, slow the fuck down."

I lifted my foot off the gas pedal just a little bit. Cry baby. "I can't even fucking imagine how fun it's gonna be. I've never been so ready for something in my life! I can't wait to find my dress!" I continued talking. "Jesus fuck, my makeup is gonna be so good! And I heard they're gonna serve seafood too! Crab cakes! Lobster tails! Fucking shrimp with the fancy-ass shrimp sauce!"

"You're still going 60 miles an hour in a 25 and I'm vegan so I don't give a single shit about none of that!"

"I'm sure they'll have vegan food too! Salad...Water." I shrugged a little. "Nuts and berries...Do vegans eat nuts and berries?"

"You're back to 65!" She shook her head quickly. "Nah, nah, nah, pull the fuck over. Pull the fuck over!"

I let out the longest and loudest sigh I've ever let out in my life as I did what she said. I slowed down and turned into a random driveway, the car coming to a screeching halt and rocking back and forth a bit as I did. Once we were still, Billie took in a few frantic, deep breaths before unbuckling her seatbelt.

"Billie—"

"Let me drive. I'm driving the rest of the way." She muttered.

"It's my car." I pouted.

"It's my life!" She exclaimed. "And I'm not tryna lose it! Get the fuck out!"

I sighed again, grumbling to myself as I undid my own seatbelt and got out. I stomped around to the other side and slid into the passenger's seat, crossing my arms over my chest as I glared out the window.

She got into the driver's seat, closed the door and fastened her seatbelt before letting out a small laugh. "You're adorable when you pout."

"You're adorable when you shut the fuck up." I grumbled.

"Say it again, I dare you." She teased.

"What are you gonna do if I do?" I rolled my eyes.

I turned to look at her and saw her smirking, just as I'd expected. "Baby girl, are you gonna get rid of that attitude or am I gonna have to fuck it out of you?" She cocked a brow and tilted her head and I turned to look away from her, trying to hide my blush.

"Just drive, Billie. We don't want to be late."

"We're just going to Taco Bell."

"Well, we don't wanna be late to Taco Bell, do we?!" I huffed. She let out a small laugh before backing out of the driveway.

We agreed to spend some time together after school today because we're both gonna be busy the next few days and won't get to see each other after school, so I'd driven my own car to school today so that we could head to Taco Bell—since it was her turn to choose a restaurant and she chose the worst one—and then the mall.

I thought it'd be fun, driving us around and all, but apparently Bitchy lil Bil, attitude made of steel, didn't think so.

"Stop pouting."

"No." I grumbled.

"If I buy you some nachos and a slushie will you stop being angry?"

"Maybe." I wavered a little.

"Nachos and two slushies."

"Deal."

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A/N: bitch okay so the tea is

I try to pay a lot of attention to detail and I legitimately look at dates on my calendar to see what day dates fall on and all that, but I got mixed up and looked at 2018 calendar instead of 2019 calendar AND I accidentally looked at the wrong months some how—I dont feel like explaining all that. The point is, Jan 13th doesn't actually fall on a Wednesday but that's too damn bad lmao it will in this story lmao