AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Ahh, I just can't stay away from FF now! LOL, well I guess that's a start from where I was before. Anyways, here's another really quick one-shot. Well, MY definition of quick...

STANDARD DISCLAIMER:

Produced for the enjoyment of other fans, and not for profit. Please, I beg of you, don't sue, as I have no money.

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NOBODY'S POV:

"OMG, OMG, OMG!" Gwen suddenly squealed, startling poor Julie so much that she capsized, falling agonizingly from her chair.

"What the hell?" Julie rubbed her pain-inflicted back frustratedly as she sat herself back down in the chair. "What is it, Gwen?"

"Orlando Bloom," Gwen gasped breathlessly, gazing down into the magazine intently. "Is getting MARRIED!"

"Holy crap!" Julie choked. "Eeeep! That is just so cute!" She grinned, trying to crane her neck over Gwen's shoulder to read it. "Wait, who is he marrying?"

"Hehehehe, he's having it held in Jamaica." Gwen giggled dreamily, ignoring Julie all together.

"Gwen?" Julie arched an eyebrow. "Gwen?"

"And the cake's going to have GOLDEN frosting!" Gwen rambled on absentmindedly, peering down at the article with high intensity. "And... and... AND the Pope is going to be there!"

"GWEN!" Julie yelled, trying desperately to swipe the magazine from the over-happy red head. "Who is he MARRYING?"

"Aww, the bride's dress is sooo dreamy!" Gwen cooed, clutching the magazine so tightly the edge of the page was beginning to tear. "It's made out of silk, and pearls, and crystals, and shiny beads, and di..."

"YOU THINK THAT'S FUNNY?" Julie hollered, her chair making a ear-splitting screeching sound as she bolted to a standing position. "SNAP OUT OF IT, GIRL!"

"And diamonds!" Gwen cackled in her ecstatic glory. "I LOVE diamonds!"

"THAT'S IT!" Without hesitation, the pissed off, dark-haired teen leaped at Gwen from across the table; body slamming her and tackling her into the hard, wooden floor.

"Give me... that... MAGAZINE!" Julie spat, brutally wrestling the scarlet-haired girl for the article.

"NEVER!" Gwen chuckled loudly and obnoxiously as she held the article out behind her in the air with one hand to keep it from Julie's grasp. "It's ALLLL mine!"

"ERGHHHH!" Julie growled in fuming rage as she struggled to rip it from her friend's hand. "NOT for LONG!" The infuriated teen held up her fist menacingly, threatening to punch the red head. "I'LL PUNCH YOU! I SWEAR, I WILL! JUST HAND IT OVER!" Julie hissed, anger boiling in her eyes.

"No you won't!" Gwen giggled. "I'm yo bestie!" Gwen sang in her weak attempt at slang talk.

Just then, the girls froze as they heard a loud creaking sound and the door opened, followed by an instantaneous gasp as Kevin saw the whole scene laid out before him: Gwen and Julie sprawled out, wrestling on the floor with Julie on top, her fist in mid-air as if she was threatening to throw a punch. And then his dark eyes traveled over to the magazine in Gwen's outstretched hand, which was flipped to the page that announced Orlando Bloom's engagement and wedding preparations...

And that was when Kevin knew EXACTLY what had happened; and he only had one thing to say about it.

One, single thing.

"HAHAHAHA, cat fight." Kevin giggled, clutching the door frame desperately for support, so he wouldn't join the girls all slumped out on the floor.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE ENDING:

Okay! So that's it for tonight's updates: I am so FREAKING exhausted. I hope you enjoyed this one-shot, and I'll see you all soon! And, please review if you liked it! So, as they say in Español: Adios!