Summary: Chloe and Belle are best friends. Shawn and Phillip are country music stars. This is the crazy soap-opera way that they end up falling in love and staying together. Many obstacles and problems along the way.

This story was actually written using real musicians and myself and a friend as the girls, but that's not allowed on this site, so I flipped a few things around and out came this. Due to the crazy nature of the plot lines, there was really no other alternative than to make it into a soap-opera fanfic. I hope someone out there can enjoy it :-)

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters, I'm just playing around with them a little. Also, I'm a college student. Don't sue me, I have no money.

"It's raining outside."

"How hard is it raining, too hard to wear my new sandals?"

"You definitely don't want to wear sandals out in this; you'd never make it into the building in one piece."

"Hang on, I'll change." Chloe reappeared in the doorway, her hair curling every way except the way she wanted it to: down.

"You ready?"

"Waiting on you," Belle replied. It was 8:30 and they had a movie to see across town at 9:30.

"Are we stopping by Wal-Mart for candy?"

"No Chloe, we aren't going to prison tonight." They both laughed at the old joke from their senior year in high school.

Things had changed now for both Chloe and Belle: new careers, new lives, but one thing hadn't changed - the fact that they were best friends…and single. Belle took the turn in front of the garden center a little too fast and the tires squealed.

"Speaking of going to prison", Chloe commented dryly. The two girls pulled into a parking space and stepped out.

"Belle watch out!" It was too late, she set her foot down in a puddle of water and the bottom of her skirt now showed a sprinkling of water droplets.

"At least its dark denim, it doesn't show too badly. I have to hand it to you though; I've never stepped in a water puddle and splashed water up past my knees."

"Thanks for the encouraging words Chloe," she retorted sarcastically. They walked inside and headed for the candy aisle.

Chloe bent over to grab a bag of skittles when she heard, "excuse me, can you tell me where I can find Febreeze?" She straightened and looked over her shoulder to see the most beautiful man she'd seen all night.

She laughed nervously, "Umm, try aisle seven on the grocery side. It should be right beside the laundry detergent."

"Thanks," he smiled brightly.

"Anytime," she said through a huge smile. No sooner had he turned the corner when Chloe caught Belle's eye.

"He was definitely interested."

"Belle, he asked me where the Febreeze was, no big."

"Whatever you say." The two girls headed toward the checkout but Chloe still couldn't stop smiling.

Twenty minutes later they pulled into the movie theatre parking lot.

"Twenty-seven years old and we're coming to watch 'A Cinderella Story'. Are we ever going to grow up?"

"Now that wouldn't be any fun." They laughed and strolled up to the ticket window, paid for their tickets, and then headed into the lobby to mingle. The best part of going to a Friday night show was the social aspect. Tons of singles came here to mingle and chat, some just to stare. Nevertheless, both girls loved the attention. Smiling and waving they walked over to greet their friend Sami who had just walked in.

"Hey girl!"

"Hey guys, what are you here to see?"

"A Cinderella Story," Belle laughed as she said it.

"Oh, cool, I'm here with Lucas, we're coming to see 'The Notebook'."

"Aw, how did you convince him to come see a chick flick?"

"I'm not really sure, but I'm glad I did."

"Girl, you need to write books for the rest of us; entitle it 'How To Find A Man Who Isn't A Creep'. You'd make millions!" They all shared a laugh and then Sami's boyfriend Lucas joined them.

"Good evening ladies, you both look wonderful tonight. Where are the lucky gentlemen?" Lucas knew very well Chloe and Belle were alone, but his flattery was sometimes uncontrollable.

"Funny Lucas," Chloe laughed.

"Well, you two enjoy your movie! Call me Sami!" Belle called to them as they headed back to the center of the lobby.

"One day Belle. One day, we're going to show up and there is going to be the love of your life, selling movie tickets."

"I can't wait," she replied sarcastically.

After a few minutes had passed with no more than a few flirtatious smiles the two girls headed into the theatre and sat down. The lights dimmed and the previews began. About ten minutes into the previews three guys walked up and sat a row in front of them. One of them had to have been at least 6'4"; he completely blocked the screen. Another one had really cute, dirty blonde hair. The rest of the movie the two girls sat and watched the three hunks in front of them, wondering who they were and why they looked so familiar in a poorly lit movie theatre. They waited for the movie to end and the chance to see the hotties in the lights of the theatre. As their luck would have it though, five minutes before the movie's conclusion, the three men got up and walked out.

"I have half a mind to follow them, Belle; I want to know who they are."

"You go ahead, stalker, and I'll stay here."

"Girl, you know Cinderella gets the man, now come on!" The two girls carefully stood up to exit the theatre. Outside there was no sight of the three mystery men.

"One of them was tall as hell, they can't be too hard to find." Belle laughed,

"Well, they sure do hide well." Disappointed, the two girls turned for the car.

"Hey, Febreeze girl, what's up?" someone shouted, and they stopped walking. Febreeze girl? It had to be; but wait, how could it be? Chloe turned around to come face to face with the man from Wal-Mart.

"Hi! How'd that Febreeze work for you?"

"Fine thanks. And, I have to be honest with you. I actually work at Wal-Mart; I'm in management. My name is Ryan."

Embarrassed, Chloe extended her hand, "I'm Chloe, and it's a pleasure."

"I'm sorry I lied to you about not knowing where the Febreeze was, it's just that... well, I thought you and your friend were cute and I couldn't think of anything else to say."

She laughed, "Nice line."

Ryan turned to Belle, "hi, it's nice to meet you."

"Likewise", Belle replied, smiling shyly, setting her hand in his. He closed his hand around hers and shook it gently.

"What flick did you guys go see?"

"A Cinderella Story."

"I know," he laughed, I sat in front of you.

"Was that you with the other two guys?"

He grinned, "yep, that was us." Belle wanted to ask him why they left early, and who his really tall friend was, but she decided she'd let it go. Chloe, however, was going to find out.

"Where'd your friends go?"

"Oh, uh…" he hesitated. "They, um…had to leave."

"Are you hiding convicts or something?"

"No," he laughed, "they just don't get out much."

Having decided in her mind that, while this man was mega fine, he was a weirdo and weirdoes were not her type. Chloe suddenly said, "Well, we had better get going, we're heading to get some dinner before we go home."

"Oh, well, my boys and I haven't eaten yet either; mind if we join you somewhere?"

"I thought they didn't get out much," Belle commented. Chloe shot her a glare that said, 'Shut up Belle, a hot man is asking us to dinner…don't ruin it!'

"When it comes to food, nothing can keep these guys away." They laughed.

"Well, we're headed to Applebee's, you're welcome to meet us there if you'd like."

"Will do, see you soon!" The two girls nodded and headed to the car, trying hard not to begin skipping on the way. There was silence for the first moment they were in the car and then they both started shrieking! "OMG! OMG! OMG! It was him, the Wal-mart hottie! OMG!" Belle started the car and pulled out of the theatre's packed parking lot as they headed toward Applebee's.