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Thanks to all who reviewed! Specifically…

-houseofnightfan: Thanks! And I'm sorry to keep you waiting, but he doesn't meet Stevie Rae just yet. I actually can't wait for it either (hehe); I'm gonna have sooooo much fun with it!

-IloveZimandNny16: I actually totally forgot about Rosaline when I made the cast list, so I just put her name in because she doesn't really show up during the play, she's just mentioned. So, yeah, that's part of the play and you basically summed up the situation with her/Romeo(Rephaim)/Juliet (Stevie Rae) and that's how the original went. Don't worry, he forgets all about Rosaline soon enough.

-flowergirl: Thanks! And I'm sorry to say he doesn't meet Stevie Rae this chapter, but it will happen soon enough.

-Guest: Thanks, and you should read Romeo and Juliet! It's sooo good. You know, if you type No Fear Shakespeare Romeo and Juliet into google and click on the first link, it will pop up and have a translation from old English into modern English so it's easier to read (I've used the website for school and for this FF). You should check it out!

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Everyone, I'm so sorry for not updating faster, and I'll try to get the next chapter posted sooner rather than later. Pretty please R&R!

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Act 1 Scene 3

(curtain)

"Zoey! Have ya seen Stevie Rae?" Ginny Johnson asked her daughter's best friend.

"I swear to you, I already told her to come," Zoey said, but went out of the room to look for her anyway. "Come on! Where is she? What's she even up to?" Zoey mumbled to herself. "Stevie Rae!" she shouted.

"What is it? Who's callin' me?" Stevie Rae asked from the upstairs. You see, the Johnson's mansion was huge, kind of like a mini castle. The huge wooden doors opened up to reveal a huge room that let you see the other floors of the mansion. To put it in perspective, picture that scene in Annie when she first entered Oliver Warbucks's mansion.

"Your mother," Zoey replied, shouting the words up to her. Stevie Rae zipped down the flights to get to her friend, and then they went to her mama's room together.

"Mama, I'm here. What's the matter?" Stevie Rae asked sweetly.

"I'll tell ya what's the matter—" Her mother paused and ushered all the servants out of the room, until only she, Stevie Rae, and Zoey remained. Without really thinking, Ginny shooed Zoey away too saying, "Zoey, dear, leave us alone for a little while. We must talk in private." She shut the door and turned towards her daughter. Then her eyes widened as she realized her mistake. "Zoey!" she called. "I just remembered: ya can listen to our secrets. Stevie Rae would just tell you anyway."

"Yeah," Stevie Rae and Zoey said at the same time.

"So what do ya want to talk about, Mama?" Stevie Rae asked.

"Marriage," she whispered excitedly.

"Marriage?" Zoey asked.

Marriage? Stevie Rae's mind echoed.

"Marriage!" Ginny practically squealed.

"What about it?" Stevie Rae asked, slightly breathless and feeling a little light-headed.

Taking a deep, excited breath, Ginny asked, "Tell me, baby girl, what do ya think about getting married?"

Dreamlike and stunned, the quote from her favorite play drifted through her mind, and she answered, "It is an honor that I dream not of."

But when her mind was back in thinking mode, she had to hold herself back from shouting, Heck no! I don't wanna get married yet!

"An honor!" Zoey squealed, jumping for joy. "She thinks it's an honor!" Zoey continued, hugging her BFF.

An honor I don't want! Stevie Rae added silently.

"Well, ya should start dreamin' 'bout marriage now. Many girls younger than you are already mothers; heck, I was a mama when I was 'bout your age, but you're still a virgin. I'll just get to the point: Dallas wants you as his bride!" Ginny practically squealed the last part in excitement.

Me? Dallas? Stevie Rae's mind felt like it was going to explode.

"Oh, Dallas! What a man, Stevie Rae! He's so cute!" Zoey said, giggling.

Yeah, maybe, but his he anything else? Stevie Rae thought to herself.

"Spring hasn't a flower as fine as him," Ginny stated.

"Oh, spring has never seen or dreamed of a finer flower than him! Really, he's the complete package!" Zoey added.

A package implies multiple things, Zoey. All you guys are sayin' is that he's handsome. And hot. But that's basically the same thing and soooo doesn't make it a complete package. What if he's an incomplete package?

Ginny turned to her daughter. "What do you say? Can you love him?"

I haven't even met him! Stevie Rae wanted to scream.

"You'll see him at the party tonight," Ginny continued. "The only thing this man lacks is a bride to make him perfect and complete. It's just plain wrong for a beauty like you to hide from a handsome man like him. Everyone loves him—" Because he's a decent human being or because he's hot? "—and whoever becomes his bride will be just as admired. You would lose nothing by marrying him," Ginny said.

Zoey laughed. "In fact, you'd get bigger if you know what I mean," she said, waggling her eyebrows and gesturing to her abdomen.

I'm not ready to get married, and I'm not ready to be a mother! Stevie Rae screamed inwardly.

"Yes or no, can ya love him?" her mother asked.

"I'll meet him and try to like him, but I won't let myself fall for him any more than your permission allows," Stevie Rae answered. And I won't fall for him at all if he's a complete jerk, she added silently.

Then, a servant Stevie Rae recognized as Heath knocked on the door and entered. "Ma'am, the guests are here, and dinner is served. But people are looking for you and a few have asked for Stevie Rae. Basically, everything is out of control. I must go and serve the guests, but, I beg you, come right after me," Heath said to her mother.

"We'll follow ya. Stevie Rae, your man awaits," Ginny said, following Heath out the door.

Zoey caught Stevie Rae's hands and squeezed them before saying, "Go and look for a man who'll give you happy night at the end of happy days."

Then, arm in arm, Zoey and Stevie Rae went downstairs to the party, where Stevie Rae stepped squarely into her fate, and, as Zoey would say, the poo hit the fan.

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