I would've updated yesterday, but… I don't know. I was writing, and then… something weird happened. But whatever. Like you care.

See where the status says that this story is "complete"? It's not lying.

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Keely frowned, looking herself up and down in the mirror. "I don't know… how do you think I look?" she asked the brunette standing beside her for about the seventeenth time that day.

"Keely, you look great," Via assured her. "And besides… you shouldn't have any problems walking, at least," she added, frowning at how tight her dress was around her legs and knees.

"I just… are you sure?"

"Keely, yes! You look amazing, trust me. He's going to love you."

"I just wish my sister was here to see this…" Keely frowned.

"Who said she's not?"

"Well, I know she's here, but… I just wish she was…"

"Say no more…"

"Guys," Ashley said, poking her head into the room, "it's… time…"

Keely nodded.

"You're sure you're ready?" Via asked.

"More than ready. Just… nervous…"

"Understandably. Well, I've got to go out there…" Via gave Keely a quick hug, then followed Ashley out the door.

Keely felt a bit sick. Taking a deep cleansing breath, she took a minute to clear her mind. In a very short while, she wouldn't be Keely Teslow anymore…

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"Ladies and gentlemen, let me be the first to introduce to you, Mr. and Mrs. Philip Diffy!"

Keely beamed as the people in the room cheered and applauded. Whilst walking around, her neck was nearly broken as her mother pulled her into a hug. "Hey mom," she spluttered, hugging her back.

"My nugget…" Mandy said, smiling. "I can't believe it…"

"Well, you'd better start, Mom…" Ashley muttered, walking up to the two of them. "Though I don't see how you can't believe it. It's been pretty obvious that this would happen for a long time, now…"

"I don't think that's entirely true," Keely said, blushing.

"Oh, it is. I could tell. You and Phil… well, it was obvious from day one, really. Admit it, Keely."

"It was not!" Keely defended.

Ashley smirked, looking down at her sister. "Yeah… s…sure it isn't…"

Pim walked over as Keely rolled her eyes at her sister. "Hey, Blondie…"

"After all these years…" Keely muttered, "you still call me Blondie. What's wrong with 'Keely'?"

"Nothing… listen, I know I haven't exactly been nice to you these past years… like when I ran over your foot with the car and didn't take you to the emergency room… or when I rigged the voting for Prom King and Queen… or when I had to use you as a human shield to get out of that food fight in your senior year… but listen, if I had to have a sister in law… I'm glad it's you… and Ashley," she added as an afterthought.

"Aww… thanks, Pim," Keely squealed, giving her a hug.

"Okay, that's a bit too sugary for my taste," Pim said, Keely not paying any attention to her. She gladly walked away when Keely released her from her grip.

"Never thought I'd see that girl change…" Keely muttered.

"Nothing stays the same…"

"Guess so…"

Ashley heard a familiar voice call out her name. She looked around, then realized the voice was coming from right next to her. She looked down, and saw Marcee, Molly's daughter, still only five years old.

"Well…" Ashley muttered, "maybe a few things stay the same…" She turned her gaze back upwards, away from the little girl hugging her, whose short stature didn't even permit her arms to rise above Ashley's hips.

"Well yeah," Keely said, assuming her sister was referring to Pim. "I mean, she can't do a complete 360º…"

"Yeah, she can," Ashley said. "Now a complete 180º is a completely different matter…"

Keely nodded, as she absentmindedly watched Ashley's hand make movements in midair strikingly similar to those movements of brushing a five-year-old's hair behind their ear.

"I guess some things really never do change, though…" she muttered.

"Some things never will…" Ashley sighed, looking around the room.

"How hard is it to deal, now?"

"They don't talk to me anymore… I guess it's because I've been ignoring them for so long…" A brief silence took over before she added, "Why are we talking about that? You just got married!"

Keely smiled. "You're right…" She was about to go on when Owen walked over.

"Hey, did you see all those desperate single chicks fighting over the bouquet?" he asked.

"Uh… yeah," Keely said. "I kind of threw it into that crowd of 'desperate single chicks'…"

"Oh really?" Owen asked. After a brief pause, he had a moment of revelation. "OH yeah…. I remember now…."

"Good for you," Keely said, patting him on the arm lightly.

"It was still pretty awesome, though…" Owen said, a smile on his face. "I mean--"

"Uh… Owen…" Ashley muttered, pointing behind him.

"What?" he asked, turning around. "Oh… whoa… hey…" he said, upon discovering that Via was standing behind him, holding the bouquet that he had just been talking about right under her chin.

"What, Owen?" she said, innocently.

"Uh… not-nothing…" he muttered.

"Come with me, would you?" she asked in the sweetest voice she could muster.

"Uh… sure… okay…" He looked over his shoulder at Keely, who just smiled and gestured for him to go along.

"Think he would? I mean, someday?" Keely asked.

"Owen? Maybe. I mean, Via sure has him whipped…"

Keely laughed. "Yeah, can't deny that much…"

"Speaking of whipped…" Ashley muttered, looking over at Phil, who was crossing the room.

"What?" Keely asked, turning around. "Oh, yeah, should've figured," she added, shaking her head at her sister. Ashley just avoided her stare.

"Say, Keely… you see that guy walking over here?" she asked, pointing towards a brown-haired fellow roughly her height.

"Yeah…"

"Good. Have to be wary when I meet new people… well, I'll see you later," she said, and walked towards him.

"Hey, Keely…" Phil said, coming up beside her.

"Philly-willy…" she muttered, much to his disgust.

"That's never gonna get old to you, is it?"

"Nope. 'Til death do us part, my Philly-willy."

Phil smirked. "Your chariot awaits, Keely…"

"It's not a real chariot, is it? Because horses really smell terrible…"

"Uh… no, it isn't…"

"Good! Let's go!"

After getting in the car waiting for them out front, Phil turned to Keely. "You're not… really going to call me Philly-willy all the time, are you?"

"We'll see…"

"Oh…" Phil moaned. Keely playfully smacked him in the arm as he made a left.

They both remained silent as they passed the graveyard…