Happy New Year my sweet wonderful precious babies! (She said in June) I am so sorry that I haven't updated anything (Except Playing Hardball because I wrote this in February)….But not to worry! I'm starting with my most popular tales. I love you, mwah, I promise, I'll fix it. Keep being sweet Sixers, thanks for all your reviews ^^

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His lips parted from hers so fast she didn't even know it had happened. Did it happen? She looked over at Chad whose eyebrows were raised

"Are….you okay?" He asked with raised eyebrows "You kind of blanked out on me…"

Taylor's jaw dropped slightly "I…"

Suddenly, the door opened and in stepped Shaylah.

"Babyyyyyy~!" She chirped "Where did you go?" She giggled immediately

"I was talking to our planner. Old times, right Tay?" He smiled

"Um...yeah." She cleared her throat

"That is so cute!" Shaylah chirped. Taylor struggled not to roll her eyes. She was at work. Ex getting married or not, she had to stay professional.

"Now." Shaylah said softly, yet firmly. "We're going to make this clear. Are you the final planner?"

Taylor clenched her jaw. It was very obvious the kind of girl Shaylah was in school.

Pretty.

Blonde.

Self-Centered.

Cheerleading.

Queen Bee Grade A Jerk.

"Yes." Taylor said softly, with the biggest smile she could conjure up. "I am your final wedding planner."

Shaylah giggled "GREAT!" she cheered. Oh gosh. She walked up to Taylor and touched her arm and hugged it. She stiffened.

"This must be your dream come true…" she breathed "Planning your old companion's wedding." She smiled "This must feel amazing for you! We're going to have so much fun!"

'No Ms. Turner. No we are not going to have fun. My 'old companion' is lying to you. As he usually does. And for the record? No this does NOT feel amazing. It feels like HELL. Now stop touching and talking to me or I will get unprofessional! I dare you!' She thought defiantly 'Touch me once more.'

She squealed "Ooh! I'm going to the car to get the book of all the little clippies I have!" she quickly walked out

Leaving them alone again.

Great.

Chad chuckled and slowly walked up to the flustered, and irritated wedding planner that was his ex-girlfriend.

"Touch me one more time hoe, I dare you and I will break this good girl facade." He said with a smirk

"Leave me alone. You should go with her." She added "They are your wedding plans. You should have an idea of them before you step into my office clueless."

Chad sighed "I know your thoughts Taylor. Don't deny it." he stood on the other side of her desk. "Also, I have no idea whatsoever what she wants for our wedding. She's all over the place." He replied as she walked over to a bookshelf and browsed it. She turned around for a moment and batted her yes.

Taylor sent him a sarcastic crap eating grin "What a lovely bride you've chosen Mr. Danforth."

"Stop it." He gritted

She flipped around with the book and slammed it onto the desk. "Look Danforth. I'm trying to be so professional about this. Now I would like it if we kept our conversation at a minimum. I'm here to plan your wedding, make sure your pretty little gem doesn't go mad, atte…" she cringed, remembering a rule "Attend your wedding and leave!"

"Looks like you've thought this over."

"Minus being your main planner? The whole time. From the moment you walked into those doors." She drawled in disgust. He looked almost sad that that was how she felt. "So I implore you. Don't mention high school, ignore her when she tries to make it sound perfect, and for goodness sakes just leave it behind!" she said desperately. He looked at her…

Sadly?

Why did that upset him?

"We just…don't know one another…" she sighed "Alright?"

Shaylah came in with a huge binder "LET'S PLAN!"

Taylor sat with her glasses on, looking over the 'clippies' she made. It looked like she was attempting to create the ultimate magazine issue. Her eyes were sore just looking at it. She hadn't even studied the plans yet. Just one look and…

Boom. She actually needed eye drops.

Even her fiancé was cringing. He looked at Taylor to see if she was picking up what they had previously discussed. Of course she didn't give him a glance.

"Shaylah…" Taylor folded her hands and looked at her client "These plans…"

"Great right?" She grinned "I know."

"No." Taylor closed her eyes "They're terribly…out of order…what is the theme you were going for? Can you show me?"

She huffed and pulled the book to her with attitude. "I'll show you." She spat and turned.

A movie theater clip. A garden clip. An underwater clip. A strip club clip- yes. She had that.

"I want to have this theme."

Taylor looked at her seriously, unamused. Chad widened his eyes at her. What? Had no one ever redirected princess bride over here? "Which one." She said bluntly

"Um…U-um…." She burst into tears "Why is it MY job anyway?!" she sobbed and pointed at her "YOU'RE the planner! I'm supposed to sit and look pretty and wait till it's DONE!" she screamed

"Ms. Turner, you came into my office with these plans." Taylor's façade was breaking. She couldn't take much more of this. Now the woman, the grown triple lettered word woman, was CRYING in her office?! No. No. She would not have it without sass. "And I'm sorry to burst your bubble darling, but I'm not fully in charge of your wedding. It isn't mine."

Chad quickly grabbed Shaylah, before the blonde unleased hell. "W-what she means is," he began, looking at Tay in shock. "She wants you to be included pumpkin!" he laughed nervously

Taylor suddenly showed sarcastic enthusiasm "Yes pumpkin! Be included!" she cheered

"I should FIRE YOU!" Shaylah screamed

Taylor gave a shrug "Hey, what can you do right?"

She screamed louder.

"They won't hear you. This room is soundproof."

Uh-oh. Negative response. She just used it to scream at the top of her lungs.

"O-okay, Shay, you calm down in here…and I will go outside. Taylor? A word." He gritted and pulled her out

She whined and yanked away from him. "Get your hands off of me!" the raven chocolate haired girl growled.

"You're trying to get her to fire you." He said with a smile, but you could tell he was upset.

"And what if I am?!" she exclaimed "I never asked for this! To plan your wedding! How much crueler can you be?! To do that!?" No use in denying it, he had her figured out.

Chad nodded "I know it's hard for you, but you're the best planner in this company." He said gently, like a father talking to their child.

She shook her head, lips pursed angrily.

"And Shay and I need you to-"

"Need me to what?!" she smiled angrily "Why don't you let her decide that? I think I've done enough for her to think otherwise."

"Taylor." Chad called her

"Why do you even want me here?!" she growled "It's obvious that I don't want you here. I never HAVE wanted you here ever since what you did to me!"

That made his look soften "…Is that what this is about?"

She blinked "Why would that…"

He cleared his throat "Nothing…just…I thought we were past that."

"How do you possibly get past that?!" She hissed "Especially when you're reminded of it every day?!"

He sighed "You're right…I'm sorry."

"I hope you mean about bringing it up. Because you're about…" she pursed her lips and looked up, thinking about it. "5 years late. Plus."

He sighed "Right. I'm sorry for bringing it up. But please stop provoking Shaylah."

"Oh I don't think I have to anymore." Taylor said "I doubt that she is seriously going to want my services after-"

The door opened to reveal a childlike mess.

"I-I have decided…that the problem is with me!" Shaylah sobbed, voice pitched. "You were right Tay!" she hugged her "I was such a child!"

"Oh my gosh we are not friends." Taylor said. Alaysia came in.

"OH DAAAAANG!" She pointed ((A/N: Haha, no guys. I don't do that. Continue on.))

"It's quite alright Shaylah." Taylor wheezed for air. For a petite little thing she sure could squeeze.

She bawled "Chaddy do you hate me?"

Chaddy? He hated Chaddy…

Chad grinned "Of course not my precious little diamond." He kissed her gently

*HURL.*

Taylor smiled. She was so sure it was quivering. "Alright! SO who's ready to choose an actual theme?" she grinned "Now that I can't get fired…" she grumbled

SMACK!

Shay's face bore a huge grin.

"FAIRYTALE ENDING!" She cheered

Taylor and Chad sighed in relief. Her hair was a mess. Her emotions were a mess. He had eyebags.

Finally they could go home.

"I had to cancel the rest of my appointments." Taylor grumbled

"Sorry." Chad smiled weakly. She turned to him with a wide grin.

"I don't want to hear that word come out of your mouth Danforth." She chirped and blinked "It's unnecessary. We're all friends here right?" Nods. "RIGHT! NOW LET'S PLAN! I know that Andrea upstairs is amazing with these kinds of things-"

Shaylah stopped with a small smile and pointed finger "I'm sorry what?"

"I…I said Andrea was good with these kinds of weddings…" Taylor looked confused

"YOU SAID YOU WERE OUR FINAL PLANNER!" Shaylah screamed. Tay backed up.

This chick was scary.

"I-I am!" She insisted. Not like she had a choice. "I just wanted Andrea to um…help?"

She calmed down "Fine."

Taylor exhaled and walked them both into the hallway. When she got back she slid to the floor against her door and put her head in her hands.

This was going to be a long~ few months.