I heard a knock on the door at about 8 o'clock. I went to answer the door and told Wonka to go to his room and stay there until I came and got him. When I opened the door, I only opened it enough to see through it. "Well hello there. I'm sorry, but you can't come in."

"Hey we're comin in!"

"Don't make me hurt you girl!"

"Like you would." Hannah tended to be that way with me a lot.

"No, please you guys I'm begging you. Please don't do this to me."

"Oh, boo!"

"Shut up Katie! You don't even know! You wouldn't know how I feel. You have never even been in a real relationship!"

They pushed their way through the door and looked around blankly. "Where is his room?"

I turned and ran, and went into my room. Once I got there, I slammed the door and locked it tight. I heard their voices as they searched hallways and rooms, until I recognized the path they were taking. They went right to his room, and I couldn't hear anymore. Suddenly, I heard music start to play, and began to cry. I cried for him, I cried for me, I cried for us.

I went to the front door to get my other jacket. It wasn't there, so I just wore Wonka's. I was still crying, and I went out. I went down the path and down the street. Where was I to go? My friends weren't really my friends after all. I went over to a curb and sat down. I felt a sort of comfort, like I was at home.

"Excuse me ma'am, but you're sitting on my wallet."

"Oh, I'm so sorry sir, here you go. I apologize."

"You look as though you are very upset. What's wrong?"

"My fiancé is back at home and my 3 friends are stripping for him. I really don't feel comfortable with that."

"Oh, my. I'm very sorry for your misfortune. May I ask who you are marrying? If it isn't too personal."

I pointed to the W on the jacket and his eyes widened. "You are marrying him?"

"Yes I am, and I'm not ashamed of it."

"You have no reason to be. I am happy for you."

"I just wish that this wouldn't be happening. I'm really scared. What will this do to us? How will he react to this?"

"If he really loves you, he won't be affected by it. He will probably sit through it, but he won't like it. Just remember, he's your fiancé and he loves you. Well, I have to be going now."

"Thank you sir, I appreciate your help."

"You are very welcome."

I watched him leave, and then thought about what he said. He was right in every way. If Wonka loved me, he wouldn't be fazed by what was happening. I decided to go back home.