Well, my dear readers, here we are. This is it. The moment you have been waiting for

Anne was frustrated. She still couldn't figure out for the life of her what on earth had gotten into the inhabitants of Green Gables. As she sat down for breakfast she noticed Mrs Lynde was still beaming, and Davy still remained uncharacteristically silent and avoiding all eye contact with her. Dora and Marilla were the only two who acted as per usual, but she supposed that that was to be expected of the calmest members of the household.

"So, Anne, dear," Mrs Lynde began cheerfully, "Do you have any plans today?"

Anne buttered her bread, observing the older woman suspiciously, "I am going to see Diana after breakfast and then I am intending to go for a walk this afternoon."

"Oh, with Diana?"

"No, she's too busy with baby Fred, that's why I'm going to visit her instead."

Then who?"

"I'm meeting with Gilbert," Anne replied. Noting the nearly imperceptible squeal of delight from Mrs Lynde, she added, "Why do you ask?"

Before Rachel could answer, Marilla swiftly interrupted and said, "She's a young woman now, Rachel, we don't need to enquire her about her every move and decision." Anne picked up a slight undertone of sharpness in her voice. Davy opened his mouth to speak up but instead yelped as someone kicked him in the shin under the table. Mrs Lynde and Marilla looked at each other confused, they knew neither of them would resort to that tactic. Dora merely looked ahead with a solemn expression as Davy stared at her in shock.

"Davy, you were going to say something." Anne seized the chance to get him to talk, "You were very distant with me last night. Have I done anything to upset you?"

The boy shook his head furiously, wanting to avoid any possibility of elbows or kicks in his direction.

Anne knocked on the door and was greeted by an exhausted and dishevelled Diana. Apologising for her unkempt appearance, she invited Anne in. Anne decided to not beat around the bush, "I thought what about what you said the other day and I've decided that I should tell Gilbert how I feel about him."

Diana's head turned to face her so sharply that Anne thought she could get whiplash! She shrieked in joy and began bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet excitedly, all weariness vanishing.

"I have been waiting for this day for goodness knows how long." she grinned, "When are you going to tell him? Are you going to see him anytime soon? Will you see him today? Please tell me you're going to see him today!" she stopped, her eyes widened, "What are you going to say to him?"

Anne shrugged, "That's the problem," she laughed tensely, " For once in my life, I have no idea what I should say."

"Oh darling," Diana said sympathetically, "Don't look so distressed. You're an amazing writer, you'll figure something out, you're an expert at writing that kind of dialogue."

Anne shrugged, "I've just realised that I can't really say what I write in my stories. As much as I enjoy writing and reading that sort of thing, it would sound absolutely ridiculous aloud."

The two girls had been so focused on the issue at hand that neither the knock at the door nor Fred inviting in the guest. Diana noticed Anne blanch and looked up to see Gilbert chatting with Fred in the hallway.

"I can't do it," Anne whispered frantically, "I'm so nervous that I feel as if I'm going to be sick." she put her head in her hands, "What if do end up being ill? I'll never be able to look him in the eye again!"

"He's going to be a doctor," Diana said, trying to lighten the mood, "It'll be some good practice."

Anne looked at her friend, "Really Diana, jokes?"

The two men came into the room and Anne's mouth felt dry and her heart pounded. Is this what Gilbert had experienced in the orchard?

"Hello Anne," Gilbert said. Seeing the look on Anne's face, he grew concerned, "Are you okay?"

As usual, Gilbert had managed to put her at ease and, soon enough, her churning stomach devolved into butterflies. As they walked along the road, Gilbert asked, "So how is everyone at Green Gables today?"

Anne then launched into recounting the previous night's and that morning's bizarre behaviours and events. The urge to laugh built up in Gilbert, becoming harder and harder with each passionate re-enactment of everyone's behaviour. Eventually, she burst out, "I just feel as if the answer is staring at me right in the face." she looked at him earnestly, "You understand my meaning, don't you?"

Having to disguise a laugh as a cough, Gilbert managed to compose himself before replying, "I understand completely. Sometimes the most obvious is the hardest to realise."

"Exactly!" The two carried on strolling in companionable silence, simply enjoying each other's presence. "So where are we going?" Anne piped up, "You never mentioned."

"I thought today would be a nice day to go for a wander in Hester Grey's Garden" Gilbert replied breezily, his face remaining an easy going facade, whilst his pulse and mind were anything but calm.

Anne smiled, "Today is the perfect day to go there."

As they approached the forest, Anne repeated to herself, "Nothing ventured, nothing gained. Nothing ventured, nothing gained."

Okay, okay, I lied. I'm sorry but you'll have to wait for another chapter.

Also, I apologise for how extremely short the chapter is, I've had some serious writer's block recently. Hopefully thi'll keep you going for goodness know how long