Tragic Tales of Teenagers
Chapter Twenty
The Proposal
Allie set Alicia down in her cradle in her bedroom.
"Go to sleep, baby," she whispered. It was only the afternoon but her baby still needed a ton of sleep. She ran her hand softly across her head and left the room, only to bump into Fred.
"Allie.can we take a walk?" Fred asked her. Allie nodded and allowed herself to be led down the beach.
"I've been thinking really hard ever since Alicia was born. I mean, we are so young still. But she means the world to us. I want to make sure she is going to have a good future. Her coming into our lives was a great thing. I mean, the timing wasn't very convenient but she is an amazing child. I couldn't ask for any better of a gift. And I love you so much Allie. You are a wonderful mother. Which brings me to this," Fred said. He stopped and dropped to one knee. He gazed into her eyes and asked her something. "Will you marry me?"
"Oh my gosh! Oh my freaking gosh! I can't believe this!" Allie shrieked as she backed away. She was jumping up and down.
"Is that a yes?" Fred asked.
"Yes! Yes! Of course I'll marry you!" Allie told him. Fred grinned and reached into his pocket. He opened a small box, which revealed a beautiful diamond ring lying on a bed of lace. Another shriek came from Allie as he carefully placed it on her finger.
"I don't believe this is happening! We have to start planning right away! I love you so much!" she said as she pulled him into a tight hug. Fred held her in his arms and sighed.
When they arrived back at their apartment, everyone was standing outside waiting for them. Fred grinned and nodded at them all. They burst into cheers and applause.
"Wow, all of you knew he was proposing but me?" Allie asked. Ginny nodded and handed her a glass of Champaign.
Only days afterwards, Mrs. Weasley was called in to plan the wedding for them. Allie and Fred were staying in a little beach house alone so that they could have some peace. It was hectic back at the apartment. Everyone was running everywhere trying to get things ready. People usually have several months to plan for a wedding but they only had weeks.
Burger King would be catering due to their lack of money. They'd be using paper plates and plastic wear. The bride's maids dresses were hideous. They were light purple and very puffy. There was a ton of lace on them.
Finally came the big day. Allie and Fred had came back to find everyone in frenzy. Allie slipped on her wedding dress in her room. She groaned.
"What's wrong?" all of the girls asked.
"It's ugly!" Allie cried. "This wedding sucks! I wanted everything to be pretty and white and have some fancy restaurant cater and it was supposed to be perfect!"
Everyone looked at her sadly.
"But just think of who you're marrying! He's the most wonderful man and he loves you. When you two got here he told me he couldn't believe he was marrying the most beautiful woman in the world," Whitley said. A tear ran down Allie's cheek.
"Did he really say that?" Libbie whispered to Whitley.
"No, he actually threw up in the grass outside!" Whitley replied.
After everyone was dressed and ready, they met outside and waited for Fred. A half of an hour passed.
"Maybe he's still sick," Libbie said.
"I'm going to go and see what's going on," Allie said as she walked up to the boy's apartment. She was about to knock on the door when she noticed it was cracked open a little bit. So she let herself in. She walked down a hallway and peered into Fred's room. What she saw made her gasp.
"Who the hell is she?" Allie screamed. Fred jumped up out of his bed and so did another girl.
"I'm Candy," said the girl. She was a tall blonde with glitter on her cheeks and smeared lipstick.
"Allie, I can explain," Fred began.
"Explain what? How you have a hooker in your bed on our wedding day?" Allie asked.
"I just." Fred started again.
"Fuck you!" Allie screamed. She hurled a book at him and stormed out. But that wasn't the end of it. Allie wanted to get even. She went into her room and pulled out the skimpiest thing she could find. It was a super short skirt and a halter-top that was a little too tight and a little too low. She walked out onto the beach in heels and someone instantly ran up to her.
"Hey! Do you want to hang out or something?" asked a boy. He had light brown hair and dark eyes.
"Yeah, sure," Allie replied.
That night at dinner, Allie brought along her new friend, Justin. They sat next to each other, right across from Fred. The whole time they were flirting and giggling and being very friendly towards each other.
"Allie, I can see down your shirt," Harry said.
"Why were you looking?" Fred asked with a mean expression on his face.
"Well, my eyes were open, so naturally." Harry started.
"Shut up Harry," Ginny said. Ginny was back to her normal conservative self and a lot of her hair had grown back since it was shaved. In fact, pretty much everyone was back to normal. Harry had stopped talking to himself and acting odd. Ron was back to being straight and nice. Everyone was great.
After dinner, Fred pulled Allie aside.
"What the hell was that all about? You just come to dinner in clothes that barely cover your body and a man you've only just met. How much did you pay that man anyway?" Fred asked.
"What, I'm not good enough to get a man without paying him?" Allie asked.
"How much, Allie?" Fred demanded.
"Twenty dollars," she replied looking at the ground. Fred walked over to Justin and shoved forty dollars in his hand.
"Get lost," Fred told him.
"So it's okay for a man to pay a woman for something but it's not okay for a woman to pay a man?" Allie asked.
"That's right. And what are you getting at? Want me to pay you for your services? Which by the way, were getting very boring," Fred replied.
"I can't believe you just said that!" Allie shrieked. She ran off out of the restaurant.
"Allie! Come on! I didn't mean that!" Fred hollered.
Allie set Alicia down in her cradle in her bedroom.
"Go to sleep, baby," she whispered. It was only the afternoon but her baby still needed a ton of sleep. She ran her hand softly across her head and left the room, only to bump into Fred.
"Allie.can we take a walk?" Fred asked her. Allie nodded and allowed herself to be led down the beach.
"I've been thinking really hard ever since Alicia was born. I mean, we are so young still. But she means the world to us. I want to make sure she is going to have a good future. Her coming into our lives was a great thing. I mean, the timing wasn't very convenient but she is an amazing child. I couldn't ask for any better of a gift. And I love you so much Allie. You are a wonderful mother. Which brings me to this," Fred said. He stopped and dropped to one knee. He gazed into her eyes and asked her something. "Will you marry me?"
"Oh my gosh! Oh my freaking gosh! I can't believe this!" Allie shrieked as she backed away. She was jumping up and down.
"Is that a yes?" Fred asked.
"Yes! Yes! Of course I'll marry you!" Allie told him. Fred grinned and reached into his pocket. He opened a small box, which revealed a beautiful diamond ring lying on a bed of lace. Another shriek came from Allie as he carefully placed it on her finger.
"I don't believe this is happening! We have to start planning right away! I love you so much!" she said as she pulled him into a tight hug. Fred held her in his arms and sighed.
When they arrived back at their apartment, everyone was standing outside waiting for them. Fred grinned and nodded at them all. They burst into cheers and applause.
"Wow, all of you knew he was proposing but me?" Allie asked. Ginny nodded and handed her a glass of Champaign.
Only days afterwards, Mrs. Weasley was called in to plan the wedding for them. Allie and Fred were staying in a little beach house alone so that they could have some peace. It was hectic back at the apartment. Everyone was running everywhere trying to get things ready. People usually have several months to plan for a wedding but they only had weeks.
Burger King would be catering due to their lack of money. They'd be using paper plates and plastic wear. The bride's maids dresses were hideous. They were light purple and very puffy. There was a ton of lace on them.
Finally came the big day. Allie and Fred had came back to find everyone in frenzy. Allie slipped on her wedding dress in her room. She groaned.
"What's wrong?" all of the girls asked.
"It's ugly!" Allie cried. "This wedding sucks! I wanted everything to be pretty and white and have some fancy restaurant cater and it was supposed to be perfect!"
Everyone looked at her sadly.
"But just think of who you're marrying! He's the most wonderful man and he loves you. When you two got here he told me he couldn't believe he was marrying the most beautiful woman in the world," Whitley said. A tear ran down Allie's cheek.
"Did he really say that?" Libbie whispered to Whitley.
"No, he actually threw up in the grass outside!" Whitley replied.
After everyone was dressed and ready, they met outside and waited for Fred. A half of an hour passed.
"Maybe he's still sick," Libbie said.
"I'm going to go and see what's going on," Allie said as she walked up to the boy's apartment. She was about to knock on the door when she noticed it was cracked open a little bit. So she let herself in. She walked down a hallway and peered into Fred's room. What she saw made her gasp.
"Who the hell is she?" Allie screamed. Fred jumped up out of his bed and so did another girl.
"I'm Candy," said the girl. She was a tall blonde with glitter on her cheeks and smeared lipstick.
"Allie, I can explain," Fred began.
"Explain what? How you have a hooker in your bed on our wedding day?" Allie asked.
"I just." Fred started again.
"Fuck you!" Allie screamed. She hurled a book at him and stormed out. But that wasn't the end of it. Allie wanted to get even. She went into her room and pulled out the skimpiest thing she could find. It was a super short skirt and a halter-top that was a little too tight and a little too low. She walked out onto the beach in heels and someone instantly ran up to her.
"Hey! Do you want to hang out or something?" asked a boy. He had light brown hair and dark eyes.
"Yeah, sure," Allie replied.
That night at dinner, Allie brought along her new friend, Justin. They sat next to each other, right across from Fred. The whole time they were flirting and giggling and being very friendly towards each other.
"Allie, I can see down your shirt," Harry said.
"Why were you looking?" Fred asked with a mean expression on his face.
"Well, my eyes were open, so naturally." Harry started.
"Shut up Harry," Ginny said. Ginny was back to her normal conservative self and a lot of her hair had grown back since it was shaved. In fact, pretty much everyone was back to normal. Harry had stopped talking to himself and acting odd. Ron was back to being straight and nice. Everyone was great.
After dinner, Fred pulled Allie aside.
"What the hell was that all about? You just come to dinner in clothes that barely cover your body and a man you've only just met. How much did you pay that man anyway?" Fred asked.
"What, I'm not good enough to get a man without paying him?" Allie asked.
"How much, Allie?" Fred demanded.
"Twenty dollars," she replied looking at the ground. Fred walked over to Justin and shoved forty dollars in his hand.
"Get lost," Fred told him.
"So it's okay for a man to pay a woman for something but it's not okay for a woman to pay a man?" Allie asked.
"That's right. And what are you getting at? Want me to pay you for your services? Which by the way, were getting very boring," Fred replied.
"I can't believe you just said that!" Allie shrieked. She ran off out of the restaurant.
"Allie! Come on! I didn't mean that!" Fred hollered.