Hey everyone! Here's the update I promised :)

A big thanks to everyone to read my Author's Note. To be honest; it was pretty long, so I didn't really expect anyone to read to the end. Which means I didn't expect anyone to respond to it either. I posted the note right before I went to bed, and I had school the next day, so I didn't check it until I got home, and when I saw the amount of reviews, I was just like, "Holy crap!"

And thank you to everyone who supported me; I PMed every single person who has an account, but almost half of the reviews were made by guests, so I'll try to reply to all of them in a short paragraph:

Thanks for reading the author's note! And thank you for your empathy, advice, and support not only in this situation, but also for the entire way since I posted the very first chapter, and also for me. It means so much, more than you could ever know, and you guys are the reason that I've made it this far; love you guys!

Okay that sounded too much like a politician's speech, so I'm just gonna quote my sister; You rock. So rock on.

There were a few of you who didn't agree with what I said, and that's fine. I knew that there would be some of you guys (I even mentioned it in the Author's Note), and that's okay. I said that you can share whatever you thought; whether you agreed with what I did, or you saw more than one side to this, or you disagreed. And I still stand by that; I promise I did not delete any reviews, no matter what they said. And I still thank you for reading my AN anyways.

Interestingly enough, I noticed that the majority of the people who disagreed with me or saw more than one side of this, were guest reviewers. I don't know if this is because you guys do actually have accounts and logged out because you didn't want me to know who it was (it's okay, I wouldn't have cared; it would have actually made replying to you easier), or maybe you don't know how much authors give to their stories, since you guys don't write, or maybe it's just a really funky coincidence. I don't know.

Anyway, there was a broader range of replies for you guys, even though there were less of you. So, here they are:

For people who said something about her giving me credit in her other one shot: Yeah, I didn't actually see that until after I posted the note, because even though I check the feed daily, I can't read every single story, and therefore I didn't see it. And I felt like it wasn't exactly the best place to "give me credit". Also, I would have rather had her consent me first.

For people who think I overreacted: Maybe to you guys, I did. But you know, I actually wrote that on Tuesday, for personal reasons without any intent of posting it; only to rant. So it actually truly documented what I was feeling. I posted it because my sister said that I should. So maybe you guys thought I overreacted, but that's what I felt right when I found out, causing it to probably have an extra dash of anger in there. I can't change how I felt. It was just my own opinion, and you guys aren't me, so you might have done something different, and I know that. And I respect your opinion. I've chilled out now, by the way. So if you were offended by anything I said, I apologize. But that's what I felt. Also, if you were offended by anything my sister said; she said that she's sorry too. But I won't apologize for feeling what I did, or doing what I did. So as always; don't like? Don't read.

For people who said that they've seen this plot before: Well, you may have seen this plot before; but I haven't. When I wrote this story, as I said, I didn't have any other story or whatever in mind. So I actually went through the entire process of coming up with it. For example; if one person in England invented a time machine, they must have worked a lot right? But what if another person in America also invented a time machine, and they didn't know about the other guy, or how he did it. But he still did the same amount of work, right? You know, since he didn't know how the other guy did it. I could see the best man and maid of honor getting together being a popular topic, but I did come up with the plot, where the girl had a back story of a bad relationship. And if one of you guys wanna say, "Oh, I've seen that before too." I wanna know where, 'cause I haven't. Also, the author did say that her story was based on this one, for those of you assuming that I freaked out and only thought it was similar, but pissed off anyways. I didn't.

If that didn't answer your review, and you're a guest, who still wants to talk about it; just make an account and PM me. If you wanna leave your thoughts in a review again, go ahead, but don't expect to get a response back again, because I don't want to spend another gigantic Author's Note on this, responding to reviews. I'll only respond through a PM. But in the end, I thank you all the same, no matter what your opinion was, for reading my AN.

And one more response: For this person; if I'm replying to you, you know who you are. If the above responses weren't enough for you. No one responded to my AN like you did. Not even the author. So I don't know why you're getting all up in my face, and not even have the decency to review logged in; you obviously have an account if you said you write, but didn't want me to know who you are, I guess. (Did you know the name you used, anonymous, means, 'one who wishes not to reveal their identity'?) I didn't delete your review (Yeah, did you know I can do that?) because I said that I was okay with whatever someone decided to share. And I'm mature enough to not let one bad review get to me. So if you actually have a problem, and are somehow more involved in this than the other author, PM me about it. But just know, that I already covered everything you said, and more with the actual author. I talked with her, and we made peace. You know, out of all the 50+ people who responded, you were the most closed minded of all. I'm not just saying that because your review didn't agree with me; there were others, hence the explanations above. But they said their understandable reasons for disagreeing, without just trying to trash anything like my intelligence. But you were just being so arrogant, with your annoying I'm-higher-than-you attitude, and acting like you think you know everything in the world, and now expects me to bow my head down in shame or whatever. No. Yeah, I do know about other cases; read a couple more paragraphs down. So don't go talking to me like I don't. And unless you actually have the guts to respond back using your account, you can stop speaking to me in that know it all tone, acting like you think you're my mother or something, trying to play peace maker or whatever, and treating me like somebody who doesn't know anything, or what I was posting. I did, and I do. And I refuse to apologize for it, because I still stand by it, and if you don't like it; too bad. Don't even bother to try and talk back in a review, because, as I said, I'm not taking anymore time respond. And who are you to question my intelligence? Or dignity? It's not like I was lying about anything in my bio. I am a good student. I am on the school math team. And I am bilingual. So I'm not going to "rethink" anything. But that's alright; I know who I am, and some random stranger who knows nothing of me, telling me different can't even come close to ever changing that. Because I don't care what one person wrote; plenty of others support me on this, even if some saw both sides. 'Cause haters are gonna hate. Even the author and I are cool now. If both the author and I can get over this, why don't you. So take yourself out of this situation, which no one even invited you to be in in the first place. Mm 'kay? Because if the author didn't even talk to me like this, I don't see in any way how you have the right to. I bet you're gonna be like, "You are so writing this only because I didn't agree with you." No, because other people did too. But they didn't say it like you, insulting me and my actions, to such a point, where it's just downright unreasonable. I'm not going to apologize for doing what I did. Because it sounds like to me you didn't even pay attention to what I wrote when you read my AN. And thank you for reading my story, entire AN, and even searching up my profile! I feel honored, that someone like you- a person who likes to shove your nose in other people's business and try insult them without good reason or logic- actually took the time to do that! Being polite enough for you? No? Well you weren't being the most gracious person I've ever met either. "No offense." LOL (I actually find what you wrote amusing). I'm not sorry I posted that or this either. Like you've never ever seen someone post a chapter with only an author's note (And the note did have a bit of this chapter in it, by the way). Well, hope you enjoy the story! (Since I assume that you've been reading my story. I do not know how you could have not been reading my story, and know about this.) :D :) :D :) :D :) :D :) :D :) :D :) :D XD LOL.

For the rest of you, just ignore that, because if you're totally confused, it wasn't directed at you. Haha, I know that now you guys are now gonna go look for the person who I replied to's comment, right? And if you don't know what I'm talking about, then good for you!

Okay, so in the end, the author and I talked through PMs, and we worked it out after a long conversation. The conversation wasn't one that you'd find between best friends, and it could've gone better. But it also could've gone way worse. I was actually expecting it to go worse. She was pretty cool about it, and no; we don't hate each other. We were doing something between arguing and debating, but not really either. But we're okay now. So it's all good; no need to hate on her, not that there was a reason to in the first place. As I said, I never hated her. You know guys, she's actually a pretty good writer. We're both over and done with this whole thing. Chilled out, cool as an iceberg. Ya know.

The thing is, I got reviews/ PMs about how some authors have had this happen to them, and even some reporting about how something more serious is happening to one of the loyal reviewers of this story; ailes du neige. Some random jerk (iamadalekdalek) called has literally been copying and pasting her story, The Defiant Ones. And they have been threatening to copy other authors' stories if you report them. But you guys know that she won't be able to see who reports her, right? So y'all know what you need to do, right? Go and report this jerk! All of this is really killing the Gallagher Girls fandom vibe.

I'm choosing to leave the Author's Note. It's not directed at the other author anymore (since ya know, we're okay now), but to anyone who decides to copy someone else's story without consent.

The thing is, I'm just glad that this is over and done with, so without any more further ado, here's chapter nine. Hope you enjoy!

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As everyone tried to finish their last minute preparations, the rest of the week before the wedding passed in a flash, and soon, it was the day before the wedding, meaning; the bachelor and bachelorette party.

For some reason, Bex and Grant wanted to have a joint party."Why would we want to be apart on the night before our wedding?" They would say, but the rest of them suspected that they just really wanted to keep an eye on each other, as to make sure the other didn't 'party' too hard.

So, they decided to go to a night club close to all of their apartments, so that it would be easier for the others to drag home whatever person that needed to be, if they got too drunk.

The girl were getting ready at home; Bex was the only one who is wearing a cocktail dress, with Cammie in jeans, Macey in denim shorts, and Liz wearing a cute skirt.

"What are we going to do there again?" Liz asked as they were about to leave.

"Oh, just party, you know. Since Bex's getting married tomorrow, and we have to be all proper and stuff. So it's like a wedding celebration where you don't have to worry about what fork to use for what course meal or something." Macey answered.

"Got your vows ready, Bex?" Cammie asked.

"Yep! And I know that you guys are gonna make the best bridesmaids ever." Bex smiled at her friends as she slipped on a sash that printed 'Bachelorette', along with the fake, over the top tiara.

"Leggo!" Macey laughed as they all jumped in the car and drove to the short distance to the club. Macey parked the car, and they entered the dimly lit room.

It was pretty dark, although there were neon strobe lights flashing everywhere. The stereo was loudly booming out a song, even though Cammie could barely hear the melody over the other noise; she could feel the heavy bass vibrating the floor, sending a strange throbbing through her bones.

Cammie almost lost her friends as they walked through the huge mob of people dancing, drinking, and talking, looking for the booth that they reserved.

They finally made it to the booth in the back to find that the boys had already showed up, " Hey guys!" Grant screamed over the music.

"Hey," Bex said, "When'd you guys get here?"

"Only a couple minutes ago," Zach replied as Cammie slid next to him, "Can I get you a drink?"

"Sure," Cammie smiled, "Nothing too strong please."

Everyone settled down and tried to converse together, but the music was so loud just gave up and broke off into smaller conversations. A couple also went to go get drinks as Zach came back and handed Cammie her's, "Thanks." Cammie said.

"So, you got your 'best man' speech ready for tomorrow?" Cammie asked.

"Kinda. Maybe I'll just wing it." Zach shrugged.

"Good luck with that." Cammie laughed.

"Or I could just steal yours and change the names." Zach joked.

"Well, that would work if you and Grant had sleepovers where you guys did each other's hair and nails too." Cammie smirked.

"How do you know we didn't?" Zach raised an eyebrow, "I'm kidding; were not weird."

"Sure..." Cammie giggled.

Suddenly a catchy pop song came on the stereo, "Wanna dance?" Zach asked Cammie.

"Sure, lets go." Cammie stood up and left the booth, but not before she saw Macey wink at her.

They went on the floor and did pretty basic dancing. You know, just kind of bobbing along to the music. Cammie laughed as Zach grabbed her hand and twirled her, and she realized how much fun she always had with Zach. After a little while, she notice that Bex and Grant, along with Macey and Preston also came onto the dance floor.

As the song ended, and an upbeat hip hop song came on, Zach took a deep breath and started to ask, "So Cammie, I, uh, was wondering if you would-"

He was cut off when Bex and Macey came up to them, "Come on Cammie, this is our song! Sorry Zach, we're going to have to borrow Cammie for a while."

"Sure," Zach nodded, "Talk to you later." He told Cammie as her friends grabbed her arms and dragged her to the middle of the dance floor.

Bex and Macey started to mop the floor with everyone else as they busted a bunch of skilled hip hop moves. Pretty soon, everyone else stopped dancing, and formed a circle around them two, just to watch. People whistled and clapped, Cammie being one of them as she cheered her friends on. Cammie saw Grant, Preston, and Zach watching them too from across the circle.

After a while, Bex stopped and came over to Cammie, "Come on! You have to dance with us! You were on the dance squad in college with us too!"

"Only because you made me join with you guys!" Cammie yelled back.

Bex shouted, "But you were the best one out of all of us!" Bex grabbed Cammie's hand, "Too bad; you have no choice in this." And she dragged her into the circle.

Cammie just smiled, rolled her eyes, and started an old routine that she remembered from college. Bex and Macey quickly recognized it, and joined in. Cammie struggled to remember certain parts of the routine, so she just winged those parts. The girls also took turns, letting each other take the floor with solo dances. Cammie felt her heart rate speed up, and sweat start to gather on her neck, but it felt good to dance again. When the song ended, they finished with a dramatic pose, which they quickly fell out of because they started laughing so hard.

"Oh my gosh guys, that was amazing!" Bex grinned.

"Right?" Cammie and Macey both answered at the same time, and they all fell into fits of laughter again.

Another hip hop sing, but with a heavier beat, came on. The crowd started to cheer again, and the girls turned their heads to find that the boys had also jumped into the circle, and started breakdancing.

The girls' jaws dropped as they watched the boys move like they were up kicking it in the streets of New York City or something. They dropped downrocks, toprocks, freezes, and a whole bunch of other moves that they didn't know the names for. As the guys danced, they were all smirking in the girls directions, showing off in a way that the girls could practically hear them say, 'Try n' beat this.'

"Aw, hell no! They think they got so much swag. No!" Macey glared, "Hey, do you guys remember the routine we did at auditions for the squad?" She turned to the other girls.

Bex and Cammie gasped and nodded, "Pretty much." Bex answered, "Let's do this."

As a section of the song ended, the girls stepped back on the floor, making shooing motions with their hands towards the boys. Each boy stopped what they were doing, and watched as the girls as the took back the floor and began to dance hip hop again. The guys folded their arms and and grinned at their girls, chuckling when the girls threw in a hair flip directed towards them.

Then of course, the boys, who weren't about to let the girls win, jumped back in and started free styling. Before you know it, it turned into a full on dance battle, the dances getting more difficult ad impressive with each 'round'. Cammie danced her little heart out, after everyone just began to let each other take turns. Everyone could see that the best hip hop dancer there had to be Cammie, and there best breaker was Zach. Each had their own individual style; Macey the devious one, Bex was sassy, and Cammie danced very expressively. After a while, when the last hip hop song ended, and a comparatively slow song came back on, they finally stopped, and the crowd cheered, screamed, whistled, and applauded for them.

Everyone in their group were all out of breath, and sweating. They smiled and thanked anyone who complimented them while gasping for air. Cammie bent over with her hands on her hips, trying to catch her breath and slow down her racing heart. Her hair was sticking to her damp neck, and she was pretty sure that most of her shirt was soaked with sweat; good thing she wore a black top. She hasn't done anything so vigorous for a while, and hasn't danced like that since college.

"Hold on guys, hold on." Zach made flaming gestures towards the crowd, "I think that we were pretty awesome, but I give it to the girls, and the bachelorette of the night!" Zach winked at Cammie as the crowd began screaming again. The girls just smirked and did the 'own it' gesture.

The group went back towards the table, all laughing and praising each other's dancing.

"Hey, you guys missed a great dance!" Bex said to Liz and Jonas as she sat back down, "It was awesome!"

"No wonder practically the entire club gathered in a circle," Jonas rolled his eyes, "Ew, you guys smell bad."

The rest of the table chuckled at Jonas' complaint. For a few more hours, they drank some more, talked some more, and danced some more. By the time the night was almost over, Cammie was slightly tipsy, but she couldn't remember if she's ever had a better time in her life. A slow song came on again, and Zach turned to Cammie, "Wanna dance one last time?"

"Sure," Cammie repeated what she had said earlier, "Let's go."

Cammie put her arms around Zach's shoulders, and Zach slid his arms around her waist.

"So, Cammie, I was going to ask you something earlier, but that whole dance battle thing started. So I was wondering if you would-"

And once again, they were interrupted, this time by Liz grabbing onto her arm, "Come on Cam, we gotta go home now if we want to get enough sleep for tomorrow; we're gonna need it, it'll be a big and busy and long day." She gestured to behind her, where she had Bex and Macey in tow, and Jonas the same with Grant and Preston.

"Okay, Bye Zach. Sorry about that; you can ask me that thing tomorrow." Cammie waved over her shoulder as she said goodbye to him, "See you later!"

"Bye…" Zach called back, souding slightly disappointed.

And by the time that she got home, and helped Liz get nearly passed out Bex and Macey to bed, she didn't even remember that Zach had wanted to ask her something. Cammie passed out the instant her head hit the pillow, dreaming of a wedding.

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Yay, chapter nine! By the way, you know how I said that there was gonna be three chapters left? Well, this one just popped outta no where, and I had to write it, so I guess, there'll still be three chapters left :) That happens all the time; a couple of the events in this pretty much just wrote themselves, like how Zach hired Cammie; that chapter was not planned either. I started off with a planned total of nine chapters, but now, I'm probably ending with twelve. Unless another idea pops out, who knows?

I'm writing this at one thirty in the morning BTW. Was supposed to go to bed over two hours ago. LOL.

So, thanks to everyone who wished me a good first day of school :) You can read this paragraph if you wanna know about my personal life and all, but if you don't, just skip it:

Guess what guys, my twin sister and I got into the same class again! The last time was in first grade. The funniest thing happened; in math class on Friday, the teacher was asking for volunteers to show the solution to a problem on the board. My sister and I both and our hands up, and since we have the same last name, and the seats are assigned by alphabetical order, so my sis sits right behind me. The teacher hasn't learned everyone's names yet, so he just point at one of us (still not sure which he pointed to), and we both started to get up, the we were like to each other, "What are you doing?! He pointed at me!" It was such a Deja vu, of the time in kindergarten, she our teacher called her name but looked at me. Okay, anyway, my new school has this stupid and weird system, where you get a set of classmates, and you literally only have those same people in every class, every single day, for the entire year. Pro? Most of my classmates are nice, so I get to have them in all of my classes. Con? My other two best friends didn't get in my class, which means we don't have any classes together :( but that's okay, because my school is so big (built like a college to help students 'get ready' or something. I need a map to get around campus), we can go wherever during lunch, so we still meet up. And of course, meeting new people means more of them going like, "OMG, are you guys twins? You guys are so cute! Do you guys switch places? Are you guys identical?" And so on. We had this little problem with a course mix up but it's a good now; we're taking P.E. like a boss! I'm kidding; it's freaking too hot for P.E. My other classes are pretty fun; none of my teachers seem mean, and I signed up for AP English and math, along with a community service and mock trial club. Do you guys think I should join robotics too?

Anyway, the next update should come on Sunday next week again; sorry for taking so long, but next week is when we actually start doing work; I have two actual assignments already! Not just ice breakers for the entire week anymore. So to everyone who's starting school soon; good luck, and if you need advice, I'd be happy to help :) And if you don't start for a while; enjoy the rest of your summer!

Get to know the author time:

Something I like: Painting my nails, even though I play piano, and therefor not suppose to. (I take painting classes, and it's like my nails are tiny canvases!)

Something I dislike: When I'm printing out an essay for school or something, and I look at the printed copy when it come out, and find a typo. I cannot, not go and reprint the whole thing over again, because if I don't, my OCD will cause it to haunt me forever. Which leads to my parents getting mad at me for wasting too much ink. Ah, well, what can you do?

Thanks guys, for reading the chapter! Hope you liked it, and see you soon! :)

BTW, I do not approve of drinking alcohol, like, at all. But I did not know, if it was possible to have a bachelor/ bachelorette party without a bit of it. So if you got offended by that in this chapter; I totally agree with you. But anyways; don't drink! Ever! Bad, bad, bad…

If you read this, tell me your favorite color; mine's pink (obviously). I like any shade, except neon pink and kind of that purplish pink. Somewhere between violet and magenta. Yeah, don't like those two shades. Tell me yours!

Review for me? Pretty please?

Over and out,

-PinkGG