** Sorry if this chapter seems a bit rushed, especially at the end. I just really wanted to finally get this up after not updating in a long time. But I still hope you like it and don't think it's utter crap! :) **

Chapter 4

"No, no, no! That looks all wrong!" Luna fussed as she examined the puffy white dress Molly picked out for Angela.

"Nobody said I was some wedding dress expert," Molly grumbled.

"Maybe…something a little lighter?" Candace said.

Shelley nodded at her granddaughter's suggestion. "Yes, something more suited to her. Something more…delicate."

It had been a week since Luke asked Angela to marry him, and the news had been buzzing around the island like wildfire. After talking with the mayor about their engagement, he was thrilled and proposed for the wedding to be set on the last day of summer, which gave them roughly four weeks to plan everything.

The three women at Sonata Tailoring were especially excited for the upcoming wedding. After Kasey and Anissa's wedding, they foresaw that there were going to be plenty more weddings to come in the next few years, so they put much effort into making and designing new wedding dresses and formal wear in preparation. They were quite proud of the selection they came up with.

Because Angela knew she was clueless about what to do to prepare for a wedding, she asked Anissa to show her the ropes and help her out, which she was happy to do. Angela also asked Molly to tag along as a second opinion.

In all honesty, Molly couldn't care less about what kind of dress Angela wore – she was more interested in the cake sampling to come later. But she hung in there and tried her best to determine which dress would suit Angela the most.

Looking through the selection of dresses, Molly caught eye of a dress that looked to be of satin. It was long with spaghetti straps and a simple beaded design in the midsection. It wasn't too flashy, but it was beautiful nonetheless.

"What do you think of this one, Ang?" Molly asked her sister, pointing out the dress.

Angela's eyes glimmered. "C-Can I try on that one?"

"Nice eye!" Luna said, taking the dress out of its clear protective bag. "Candace did this one all on her own."

"You did?" Angela said to the blue haired girl. "It looks amazing."

Candace blushed lightly and smiled. "Thank you…"

The girls helped Angela out of the puffy wedding dress and into the one Molly found. Everyone nodded their heads approvingly at how well the dress fit her. Angela looked at herself in the mirror and smiled brightly at her reflection.

"It looks great on you!" Anissa said.

"How about you give it a twirl?" Luna proposed.

Angela giggled and began twirling around in a circle, feeling as if she were a princess.

Molly watched her sister's childlike twirling. She noted how happy she looked and how excited she was to prepare for this wedding. Her happiness was rubbing off on her and caused her to smile and laugh. "You like it?"

"Of course I do!"

Next on the agenda for the day was to meet Luke at Ocarina Inn to sample cakes. Yolanda, Colleen, and Chase were in charge of baking the cakes while Maya was assigned the duty of test tasting the cakes. In a way, it was to make sure Maya would be distracted and not think about going into the kitchen and try to bake her own cake for the couple to try. But on the other hand, they wanted Maya to taste their creations – she may be terrible in the kitchen, but nobody could deny that she knew what tasted great.

Luke was at Ocarina Inn before Angela and Molly arrived. He wasn't interested in finding a suit to wear or what color napkins would go best with Angela's flower bouquet. But cake sampling was definitely something he was interested. Who wouldn't want to sample free cake?

Molly and Anissa happily ate at a piece of Colleen's marble cake while Luke was trying to convince Angela that she would love having a spinach wedding cake. Chase had just finished smoothing the icing on his cake and sliced a piece to have Maya taste.

"Ooooh! What kind is it?" she asked, not waiting for him to answer as she eagerly took a bite.

"Dark chocolate. Same as the last two," Chase said, watching her chew his creation.

Maya took a moment to taste the food before swallowing and made a sour face. "Dry…"

"Damn…" Chase sighed and took his cake back to the kitchen without another word.

Molly's eyebrows rose. "Wow, Chase made a bad cake? Must be a sign of the apocalypse."

Maya giggled. "He's been pretty off today for some reason. That's the third cake in a row that's been dry!"

"That must be so frustrating," Anissa said sympathetically.

"He did look pretty frustrated earlier," Angela added.

"Yeah," Maya said, "I'm kinda surprised he hasn't gotten mad at me yet."

"Why would he be mad at you?" Anissa asked.

"Because I keep telling him his cakes are dry."

Angela shook her head. "I don't think he would get mad at you for that. If anything, I'm sure he's happy that you're just being honest."

"I guess so…"

"Besides," Molly said, nodding her head confidently, "Chase is just happy that you eat his food because he's madly in love with you."

Maya blushed deeply. "Uh, w-well…" she stuttered, not knowing quite what she should say to something as blunt as what Molly said. "I… Did Chase tell you that?"

Molly crossed her arms. "No, but he doesn't have to. I can read that guy like a book! He's in love with you. Trust me. He just doesn't want to admit it!"

Luke laughed. "Chase would murder you if he heard you say that!"

Molly smirked. "Hmph, I'm sure I can take him."

Then, as if on cue, Chase came out from the back kitchen with another piece of cake. Everyone suddenly got quiet, hoping that he wasn't listening in on their conversation. He to not have any knowledge of it, but the silence in the room and the constant stares he was getting from everyone made him suspicious.

He placed the cake in front of Maya. "Here. Master Yolanda just made this one. It's raspberry cream."

Maya picked up her fork and tried a piece and gave a slight nod that told him that she liked it, which was no surprise to anyone – anything Yolanda made was pure gold.

Chase glanced at everyone else again and furrowed his brows. "Why are you guys so quiet?"

"Well – " Molly began, fully willing to tell him what they were talking about. But Angela knew what Molly was going to do and interrupted her.

"We were playing the quiet game!" she said lamely. She mentally slapped herself for picking such a lame cover up. "Looks like me and Molly are out!" Angela narrowed her eyes at Molly. "Right, Molly?"

Molly rolled her eyes. "Yeah, but I'll win next time," she said, sarcasm dripping off each word.

Chase wasn't convinced in the least bit about them playing something as stupid as the quiet game, but wasn't willing to keep Yolanda waiting to find out. He still had work to do in the kitchen after all with his master. So, he reluctantly left everyone to go back and help Yolanda and Colleen.

Angela made sure that Chase was long gone before exhaling. "That's a dangerous subject to talk about with him so close by…"

Maya picked up her fork and began eating the rest of her raspberry cream cake. "Let's just talk about something else. Okay, Molly?"

Molly pouted. "Fine."

"Luke, Angela," Anissa said, quickly thinking of a different subject. "Have you two made a list of all the people you're going to invite to the wedding?"

"The entire island!" Luke announced proudly.

"That's a big wedding," she laughed. "Angela, you're from the mainland. Is there anyone you want to invite from there?"

"Well, I was thinking about sending an invitation to Nana and Kevin," Angela said, though it was directed more towards Molly. "Mom and Dad too, I suppose."

"Really?" Molly said, surprised that Angela was even going to bother inviting their parents.

"Yeah, I mean…I don't expect them to actually show up, but I don't have a problem with inviting them and giving them a chance to come."

Molly smiled.

"Who's Kevin?" Luke asked. "You've never talked about him before. Is he your cousin?"

"Oh, no," Angela said. "Kevin is Nana's grandson. They used to live next door to us, so we would always play with Kevin when we were little."

"You mean she isn't your grandma?" he confusedly asked.

Molly shook her head. "Nana is like a grandma to us."

"Molly, how are we supposed to send an invitation to Kevin though?" Angela inquired. "We don't even know where he lives anymore since he went away to go to that boarding school. Do you think he went back home after graduating?"

"Nana should know where he is. I'll just send her an extra invitation and ask her to send it to him. Problem solved."

"Do you need help sending invitations?" Anissa asked. "I'd be happy to help."

Molly waved her off. "Nah, I'll probably end up asking Gill to help me do it. He's good with that kind of stuff."

Leaving Ocarina Inn, the group heard a horn blare loudly. They looked around them until their eyes looked down onto the docks. It was Pascal testing the horn on his ship.

Luke groaned and rubbed his ears. "Hey, Pascal!" Luke called out to the white haired man. "I don't think it's loud enough!"

They saw Pascal laugh and place his pipe in his mouth before wondering off onto his ship.

"He must be getting ready to leave," Molly murmured.

Later that day, as Gill's work at the Town Hall was coming to an end, Molly visited him and asked for his help in making the wedding invitations. Gill knew that if they went to his house to make the invitations, his father would just make an effort to annoy him – not to mention embarrass him. So, he suggested that they stay at Town Hall.

They worked diligently, making sure they had an invitation for every single person on the island. Then, it came to the list of people off of the island.

Gill raised his eyebrows upon reading the list of four people. "She wants to invite your parents?"

Molly smiled. "Yeah, it surprised me too." Then, her eyes began to look downcast, contradicting her smile. "But apart of me feels that sending an invitation would just be a waste of time. I mean, how do we know that they'll even get it?"

Gill sighed. "Sadly, you won't be able to know for sure. Well, unless you just hand-deliver them yourself."

"Hand-deliver them…" Molly thought. She knew Gill wasn't serious about his remark, but when she thought about it, giving her parents the invitations in person would solve her problems. She remembered not seeing them at graduation. This way she would be certain that they get the invitation and know once and for all if their absence was the result of poor mail delivery or just their cold ignorance.

It seemed like an absolutely foolproof way to make sure her parents know about the wedding. Molly knew that Angela would be happy if their parents actually showed up, especially since she wasn't expecting them to show up at all.

"Molly?" Gill said, waving his hand in front of her face.

Molly snapped out of her train of thought. "Huh? What?"

"You've been staring off into space for a while now…"

She looked at him. She wanted to tell him what she was really thinking about. He would just say no…

"Are all of the invitations done?" Molly asked, her voice low and monotone.

Gill looked at her suspiciously. "Uh, yeah, all of them except for the four to the mainland. Molly, is something bothering you again?"

She shook her head and said, "I've gotta go." She closed her eyes and leaned in to plant a long, soft kiss on his lips. The warm feeling she got from kissing him never got old. When she released him, she opened her eyes to Gill's blue ones. "I love you, Gill."

He gazed back into her eyes and could see something that he wasn't quite sure of. Something's not right… "I love you too, but are you sure you're okay? You've been acting strange lately…"

She smiled and shook her head again. "I'm perfectly fine, Gilly. I have to go now, okay?"

She then got up and left Town Hall, leaving Gill to himself.

He still didn't feel right about it. Was he just being paranoid? He couldn't tell. He just knew something about how she kissed him, the faraway look in her brown eyes, was unsettling, as if she was trying to tell him goodbye.

Molly walked straight to the docks after leaving Town Hall. She saw Pascal, who was watching the sea waves crash against the pier, puffing on his pipe. He sensed someone tentatively inching closer from behind him, so he turned around and saw Molly.

"What can I do for yeh this late at night, miss?" he asked.

"Is there room for one more on that boat?"

** So, there you go! I have sooo many ideas for this story but no time to actually sit down and write them. -_-
Thank goodness summer is almost here! You guys have no idea how excited I am for summer break. This has definitely been the busiest school year of my life and I'm so glad it's ending soon. Let's just hope next year isn't worse! xD **