AN: Hey readers, this chapter and the next is mostly told in flashbacks. Thank you!

Chapter 9

"You had an ex-fiancé?"

"Yes, and he was entirely rude. I need to tell you what I saw in my mind when I fainted, so that you can better understand. So if you don't mind…"

"Just shut up Kimberly is what mom is trying to say!"

"Yes, thank you Amelia. Anyways, when I was knocked out, I saw brief flashes of my memory from both of my relationships with your father and Dexter McPherson…"

"Hello, my sweet and precious Japanese Cherry Blossom."

Dexter had his nose stuck in a Physics book that probably has red marks all over it from the mistakes he has read thus far.

"Hey, Dexter."

"My sweet did you know, the most powerful lasers are made with Neodymium-doped Yttrium crystals. In a fraction of a second, they produce more power than the whole United States."

"Do they? I didn't know that."

"Yes they do. Did you also know that wedding rings are often placed on the third finger of the left hand because ancient Egyptians believed the vein in that hand, which the Romans called the "vein of love", ran directly to the heart."

Looking back at him, I stared at him with curiosity in my gaze. Where was all of this coming from?

"Uhmm? No I didn't know that one either. Why do you ask?"

He just simply closed the book shut with a quick snap, and glanced up at me, with an almost bored expression, "No reason, I just wanted to know if you would like to wear this ring I had cut for you by one of my lasers, and sign a contract by law that we are legally married on a specific date and time."

Picking my jaw up off of the floor, I shook my head, and stared at him.

"What did you just ask me?"

Obviously irritated, "I can't believe I have to lessen my vocabulary range… Here I go again: Will you marry me?"

He held the ring out from his pocket. The ring was a gold band with a large diamond in the center. It was huge, and a little too much for me.

"Dexter… I…"

"No need to say anything, I will take that as an 'affirmative.' Here you go. Here is the ring, now let's go tell my family."

He walked out of his room.

What just happened?

OOOO

"That is a nice dress, you shall wear it for our wedding."

"Dexter? Don't you think you shouldn't pick out my wedding dress? It is bad luck for the groom to see the bride's dress."

"Oh phooey, that is ridiculous. Now let us go and pick out the other dresses for DeeDee your Made of Honor."

"Wait, what? I wanted that to be one of my sisters, you know, Bubbles or Buttercup."

He gave me a scowl, "Are you stupid? Of course not, they are not nearly as pretty to be a bride's maid, let alone your Made of Honor. I want this day to be perfect for you."

"But…"

He was already gone speeding down the long aisles of dresses.

OOOO

"Now I want a chocolate cake with nuts and it to be blue. This is to be a three-tiered cake with all of the layers the exact same."

The baker nodded her head quickly, and walked to the back o the store.

"Dexter, Bubbles can't eat that she is allergic to peanuts."

"Well, she is not going to eat that cake to begin with. She needs to stay fit in that dress, you don't need any chubby crybabies running around."

"What? She is not a chubby crybaby!"

"Blossom, I only want this day to be perfect for you, so I only want for your sister to look her absolute best, even if that means she has to lose a few pounds.

My entire body was violently shaking about, I was furious at him for calling my sister fat. How dare he? Bubbles is perfect and does not need to change for any reason.

"And as for Buttercup, I think that she should wear two-inch heals to be as tall as the other two, she is quite short."

"Buttercup can't walk in heals, and who cares if she shorter than the other two girls?"

"Shame, she will just have to go in stumbling about with her big feet, being a clumsy idiot."

"Dexter!"

He looked back at me with a curious glance, "What my dear, I only want this day to be…"

I was done, "SHUT UP! I don't want a perfect wedding, I want a marriage, but now that I think about it… I do not want to be married to you if this is how you are going to treat me and my family."

Pulling off the gigantic diamond ring on my finger, I threw it at his head, making him cower.

"The wedding is off, if you didn't understand what I was saying."

I flew out of the building, leaving my high school "sweetheart", alone for good.

OOOO

Flying through the sky, I began to cry at all of the things he had said to me about my family, I didn't realize that something red was speeding toward me like a bullet.