And here it is.
"Oh Stella." Flora sighed dreamily, combing Stella's hair. "I can't believe that you may be engaged when you get back."
"I know." Tenca said. "Your life is so perfect." Layla nodded.
"Now girls." Stella said. "My life is not that perfect." There was a knock on the door. "He's here." Stella squealed. "I'll see you later." She grabbed her handbag and ran to the door.
"Hey honey." Stella said to Spencer. He kissed her on the cheek.
"Ready to go?" He asked.
"Yep."
At The Restaurant
Stella was in heaven. She was at a romantic dinner with the guy she loved about to become engaged. "Um baby," Spencer asked. Here it was, the moment of truth. "I like to say something."
"We both know why
we're here. I see it in your eyes." Stella smiled. "I guess it
calms my fear to know it's not a surprise. I thought one look at you
was like
looking the way you do would leave me speechless like you
always do, but now we're wide awake. We've got some plans to make.
Let's take some action."
"Couldn't he just
get to the point?" Stella thought impatiently
"So, baby,
give me your hand," Here it was! "I've got some dreams to make
true. I've got the future all planned. It's time to get serious with
you"
"I never-" Stella started.
"I'm not done."
"Oh sorry."
"Since I was two or three, my life's been planned out. I'd get my hero degree. Then rule Utopia. Live in my castle and have three kids just like my parents. Here's where my life starts. But where do you fit in?" He looked at Stella.
"Fit me in!" She said excitedly.
"I'll break it down
now, baby so give me your hand.
"Here's my hand, here's my
hand."
"I've got some dreams to make true. I'll know that
you'll understand."
"Oh yes, I understand."
"It's time to get serious, time to get serious." The two said together.
"With
you. Got to wake up and take our journey. I'm telling you as a future
king. You want the moon and sky. Then take it, don't be shy"
"I
will."
"Baby, that's why
you and I."
"You and I."
"Should break up!" Spencer
finished.
"Yes, baby, I'll give you my hand- WAIT! WHAT??
You're breaking up with me? I thought you were proposing!" Stella
said, the tears filling her eyes.
"Elle, if I'm gonna
be a king when I'm 28, I'm gonna need somebody serious
Less of a
Marilyn, more of a Jackie. Somebody classy and not too tacky
"What?!" Stella shrieked.
"Okay, that came out wrong."
Stella burst into tears.
"Baby, let's both be
strong. I mean, we've known all along."
"Just shut up!"
Stella yelled. "What does that mean, I'm not a Jackie?
I'm not
serious? But I am seriously in love with you." She almost whispered
"Baby, my future's all planned. I've got some dreams to make
true. I thought that you'd understand. It's time to get serious."
Stella just ran out of the place crying.