A/N: WEEEEEEEEEEEE! CAFFEINE!!

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"She's so cute when she sleeps," Fabienne said to Sloane and Britt. All three of them were standing over a tired Kyra, who was passed out on the bed, still wearing her outfit and hat from the night before. Fabienne leaned over and put her mouth by Kyra's ear. "Wake up," she whispered. Kyra didn't move. Fabienne smirked. "Your turn, Sloane," Fabienne said. Sloane cracked her fingers. She cleared her throat. Britt and Fabienne covered they're ears.

"WAKE UP, SUNSHINE!" Sloane screamed into Kyra's ear. Kyra's eyes shot open. She jumped off the bed and took the fetal position on the floor. Fabienne laughed hysterically. Kyra stood up and yawned. She was going to say something, but climbed into the bed and tried to fall back asleep. Fabienne folded her arms. Sloane grabbed onto Kyra's arm and started tugging gently. "C'mon, get up," Sloane said. Kyra pulled away and hid both arms uner her blanket. Fabienne knealt down by the bed.

"This doesn't have to be a battle Kyra... You can get up," Fabienne said. "It'll be fun. We're going shopping. You like shopping." Kyra groaned and shut her eyes. Fabienne left the room, and came back with a handfull of ice. Kyra felt Fabienne's hands slide up the back of her shirt. Kyra gritted her teeth as the cold sensation went throw her. She still didn't budge, though. Fabienne got another idea. Sloane and Britt watched as Fabienne crawled on top of Kyra and started tickling her stomach. Kyra just stared at the ceiling. Fabienne realized her girlfriend was not ticklish. Fabienne sighed. "Get up, lazy," she said. Kyra smirked.

"Not a chance," Kyra said, as she closed her eyes again. Fabienne stood up and pulled Kyra off the bed. Kyra landed with a thump, and looked up. "I'm up," she said, tiredly. She stood up and stretched. She stumbled out of her bedroom and into the bathroom and slammed the door. A few seconds later, the shower was running.

"Finally, she's awake," Sloane said, "She's so stubborn. I remember back in NYC, we had to bust down her door a couple of times to wake her up." Sloane rolled her eyes.

"Why did you have to bust it down?" Fabienne asked.

'She locked her door and she was the only one with a key," Sloane said. Fabienne nodded. "She didn't like it when people saw her while she was sleeping. She felt vulnerable or something,"

"To what?"

"Well, when we were 6 and 8, I drew a moustache on her face and it wouldn't come off for 4 days. She had to go to school like that," Sloane said, "And it was school picture week..."

Fabienne thought of that, and burst into laughter. "I should SO do that sometime!" Fabienne said.

"No, don't! She threw sand in my hair the next day and glued my Barbie dolls together. She'll have a much worse punishment for you!" Sloane warned Fabienne.

"Oh, it couldn't be that bad," Fabienne said.

"She'd make you sleep on the couch. You probably wouldn't get to touch her for a long time. Oh, what else?"

"She'd blame you for giving me the idea," Fabienne said. Kyra came into the room, as she was done her shower. Fabienne kissed her. "Kyra, if I drew a moustache on your face, what would my punishment be?"

"If you even thought about that, you would be a very miserable young lady!" Kyra said. She looked at Sloane and Britt. "Don't give her any ideas. Also, vacate the premesis. I need to get dressed," Kyra said, pointing to the towel she was wearing. Fabienne smirked and grabbed the front of it. "Out! QUICK!" Kyra screamed. Sloane and Britt left the room. Kyra looked at Fabienne. "You too,"

"Why?" Fabienne asked, smirking, "It's not like it's anything new to me,"

"Yeah but I don't want to feel like I'm the only one-- Oh nevermind," Kyra said. Fabienne laughed.

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Sloane turned on the TV. The music video 'Why U Wanna?', by T.I., was playing, on Much Music. Britta and Sloane listened to that while waiting for Kyra and Fabienne. Kyra and Fabienne came out of the room. Sloane looked at them.

"We're ready," Fabienne said.

"But we need to talk... In private. Can you two go wait in the car?" Kyra asked. Sloane and Britt both nodded and left the apartment. Kyra smirked as Fabienne pushed her down on the couch. Fabienne kissed her, and then unzipped her hoodie. "This is so fucking random," Kyra said. Fabienne ran her hands down Kyra's stomach. It sent chills through her. When Fabienne's hands hit the top of Kyra's pants, Kyra wanted to stop her. The last thing she wanted to do was keep Sloane and Britt waiting in the extremely warm car because Fabi and Kyra couldn't stop touching each other. Fabienne started unbuttoning Kyra's jeans, and Kyra jumped up. Her jeans came down, revealing her boxers that had the Pink Floyd logo on them. Fabienne raised an eyebrow.

"Oh Fabi. They're going to suspect something," Kyra said, "Can't we wait until we get to the mall or something?" Fabienne smirked and kissed Kyra.

"Sure. We'll find a dressing room," Fabienne said.

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At the mall, Kyra and Sloane had gone off to look at wedding dresses. Britt and Fabienne had done the same. Kyra and Sloane were far from traditional. They weren't going to wear traditional wedding dresses. They planned on it being more party-style. The wedding was going to take place at the skate park. The music was going to be rock music... Not wedding music. And the reception was at a really colourful bar, which was filled with neon lights of everything imaginable.

Sloane held up a dress. It was white, strapless, and wouldn't reach halfway down the thigh. Kyra liked it. She grabbed it from Sloane. "I'm going to try this on. Here's $50. Go find me some cool leggings to go with it. And a fedora," Kyra said, handing Sloane the money. Sloane nodded. Kyra headed towards the changing room and Sloane rolled her eyes.

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"You're difficult!" Britt said, "I mean, I found you this nice dress, and you don't want to wear it!"

Fabienne groaned. "Brittany! It's bright RED! I don't want to look like a bottle of Kool-Aid!"

"Brittany?" Britt replied, "Oh no. You do NOT call me Brittany."

"And what are you going to do about it?" Fabienne asked, folding her arms and grinning.

"I... I..."

"Cat got your tongue?" Fabienne asked.

"Hmm.. Listen, you. I am not Brittany! I am Britt,"

"Okay, moody," Fabienne said. Britt looked at the dresses again. She grabbed one that was black, with a white belt around the waist. "This one is nice," she said. Fabienne nodded.

"Wow, you actually figured something out. You don't have the brains of a zombie. We should celebrate!" Fabienne said. Britt smiled.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm not the sharpest tool in the chandelier," Britt said.

"Brilliant!" Fabienne said sarcastically.

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Fabienne and Kyra both bought their dresses, and had decided that the bride's maids would wear purple and black, and the men whould wear tuxes with purple ties and no shirts underneath the tux jacket, which was Penelope's suggestion.

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A/N: Too tired to write more. lol But here's some random things about the wedding that's coming up in 2 chapters.

-Kyra will be 18 and Fabienne will be 16.

-The Bride's maids are: Anette, Britt, Fatima, Tamara, and Sloane (, who is the maid-of-honor).

-Fabienne's the bride, and Kyra's the groom, because Kyra proposed.

-The groomsmen are Benji, Rudolph, Fred, GG, and Fabrice (who's the best man).

-There wasn't going to be a flower girl, but Penelope loved flowers so much that she had to be the flower girl.

-The ring-bearer is Matthew, one of the members of Kyra's band.

-The person who is marrying them is not a priest but is allowed to marry people... Huh?

-Kyra's main concern is whether or not the after-party will have RedBull

-Panook was going to be one of the groomsmen, but no one could figure out if Panook was a guy or girl.