A/N: PLEASE READ! Alright, so here's the deal, people. I have never ever written a female slash story. I don't know how good it'll be, and I'm a bit nervous because I really want to do the pairing justice. I think that the "Pellie" relationship is cute. I'm glad that someone sort of…showed it to me. I'm not sure how long this story will be. I'm just kind of throwing this story out into the open and seeing my responses. If they are good, I'll keep it going. Tell me what you think. I hope you enjoy, and please review!

OH! And, by the way, this is sort of a sequel to the story "My Angel". If you haven't read that, it's completely Darco and this story can be read without it, but I would never mind (hint hint) if you wanted to read that story.

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"And then he just….asked you?" exclaimed Ellie excitedly.

"Yeah," Marco said, sighing happily.

"I can NOT believe it. Well," she paused, "I actually can, but still, it's so scary. We're really getting older…"

"I hear something is going on!" Paige said, sitting down across from the two friends.

Ellie and Marco had been sitting in a café nearby to Paige's new apartment. They had been discussing Marco's eventful evening, of course, when Paige arrived.

The three had all graduated from four years of college the month before. Although Paige had gone far away, due to Dylan, they had not lost touch. Paige was now living in a temporary apartment by her old home.

"So," Paige hesitated, "What is going on, my dearest friend, Marco," she said suggestively.

Marco smiled brightly, "Dylan asked me to marry him…officially,"

She squealed quite un-lady like and then quickly composed herself. "You're actually going to marry him?" She asked after a moment of silence.

"That is so cool. I'll have like a brother-in-law,"

"Yeah, I know," he said, equally excited, "My dad may finally have to come out of his denial, though,"

Ellie laughed, "Well, Dylan gets out of work in ten minutes, yeah? I'll let you get back to your fiancé," she said, giggling.

"Alright," he kissed her on the cheek, "Call me or something. And, Paige," he turned to her, "We need to catch up some time, okay?"

She rolled her eyes, "Yeah, like when aren't you busy?"

"Soon, I promise," he confirmed, hugging her tightly.

Paige and Ellie were then left alone after (happily) spending months without seeing one another.

"Well, so…how is your life?" Paige asked conversationally.

It was a bit difficult to find a polite conversation to have with a girl you shared a mutual hate/dislike with all through high school and beyond.

"What? Are we friends now?" Ellie replied, raising an eyebrow.

Paige rolled her eyes again, "I'm trying to tolerate your company, Eleanor. I mean, Marco and I are good friends, and he's marrying Dylan. As long as you two are friends, we'll have to at least…compromise and settle our differences,"

"Right," Ellie said sarcastically, "Why would I trust you?"

"You don't have to," Paige argued.

Ellie and Page decided to leave the café before an actual fight broke out. They sat down on a bench in the park. Ellie pulled her hair out of the loose ponytail it had been in and shook her hair wildly. Paige watched in amusement.

Ellie gave her a dirty look, "I hate my hair. Shut-up,"

Paige looked at her, confused, "Why?"

"You were laughing…" Ellie replied.

Paige smirked, "Uh…I wasn't laughing, hon,"

Ellie scoffed, "Uh-huh,"

There was silence for quite a few minutes, so Paige was left to her thoughts. Through college, she had dated many guys, but it usually only lasted a night with each one. However, that was not how she intended on living the rest of her life. Her last actual relationship had been with Alex, who, she realized hadn't been in any contact with her since graduation. Paige knew she wasn't a lesbian. She preferred not to label herself, actually.

She was just a girl who wanted to find love from whomever it came from: boy or girl. Though she had only dated guys, excluding Alex, it didn't mean anything. Besides, she wasn't interested in anyone.

"But I like you hair," Paige said suddenly bringing Ellie, who had also been spacing, back to earth. "I wasn't laughing at it,"

Ellie had obviously forgotten their previous conversation. "Oh, oh thanks,"

"No problem," she said seriously. "Ellie," she tried again, "I really do think we should try to be friends,"

"Alright, Paige," Ellie responded, giving up, "I'm not making any promises, though. We will try,"

"That's all I'm expecting, El,"

Ellie shook her head, "Only Marco has permission to call me that. You, Paige, have to earn the rights,"

A/N: I know it was really short and a lot of dialogue. It was just the first chapter. I promise it'll get better.