Hello! I'm here with this awesome chapter for you! I saw that most (all) people voted for Nelson... AWESOME! He's my favorite character and I would have voted for him to, but like I said to someone, It's Lisa's decision not mine, very sad. Antwaaaaaaaaay I would like to inform you all that I updated my last chapter cause it TOTALLY SUCKED NARDS! Read it if you want, if you don't want to... Don't. Read and review. Yah...

I was sitting on the sofa watching T.V when I head the doorbell ring. It must be him. I thought. "Hay you!"

"Hay Lees, you guys ready?" He asked.

"Yah we are! I already got my purse, so let's go!" Maggie said running towards us.

We got into his car and I asked him, "Are we gonna be late?"

"No you guys will be just in time." Nelson answered.

"When does Bart's bachelor party start?" Maggs asked.

"About 30 minutes after Sasha's does. It's gonna be totally epic!" Nelson answered. "Where's Sasha's again?"

"At the bar by the Aztec Theater. Do you think there's gonna be stripers?" Maggs asked.

"No, both Bart and Sasha agreed it would be a bad idea." Nelson answered.

"Why?"

"I don't know, they didn't tell me."

"Probably cause there is gonna be underage teens like you." I said to Maggie.

"Oh… I wonder why they would even have stripers…Old people with their clothes off? No thank you!" She said disgust at the thought.

Both me and Nelson laughed. "What?" she asked.

"Nothing." We both answered.

Nelson drove us to the bar and pulled up front. He quickly got out of the car and opened the door for me. "That so kind of you, Nelson." I kissed him on the cheek causing him to go all red. Maggie opened the back door for herself and got out mumbling something.

"I'll pick you guys up around midnight, ok?" He said rubbing the back of his neck, trying to cover his embarrassment.

"Great! Have fun. Tell Bart to take it easy on the battle field. He's got a wedding tomorrow, you know?"

"Don't worry I've got an eye on him." Nelson reassured me.

We said our good byes and he left. "Are you guys dating?" Maggie blurts out.

"Yes- I mean no! It complicated." I stuttered.

"Well he opened the door for you-"

"So? Men do that for women."

"-and you kissed him-"

"-on the cheek."

"So? A kiss is a kiss."

"Whatever Maggs. Got the tickets?"

"Right here." She said handing me the tickets to the bar. In addition to our names being on a list, Sasha gave us some purple glitter tickets to get us in her party with no problem. We walk up to the guard.

"Names please?" He said.

"Lisa and Maggie Simpson." I told him.

He flipped threw the list for a bit, and then asked. "Tickets?"

"Right here."

"Right this way please." He unclipped the red velvet rope blocking us from the entrance and let us threw. Loud music, flashing multi-color lights, and Sasha met us when we entered the party room.

"Hay Lisa, Maggs! Welcome! Help yourself to anything you guys want!" She said practically yelling cause the music was so loud.

"Pretty loud in here hu?" I asked.

"What?" She said putting her hand to her ear so she could hear better.

"Nothing! Where do we put the present?" I yelled gesturing to the wrapped boy in my hands.

She pointed to a purple table with white balloons tied on the legs. "Right over there... Have fun and I'll be with you guys as soon as everyone's here!" She yelled back.

We nod, set our gift on the table, and make our way to the bar counter. At least it was quieter there, a little. "Do you want anything?" I asked Maggs.

"Yah, but I don't know if you'd let me…" She said looking at me sheepishly.

"And what is that, exactly?" I asked.

"Well… Mom and dad never let me try beer before… and I always wondered what it tasted like…" She said hardly audible, the music didn't help either.

"What?" I said doing the same gesture Sasha did.

"BEER!" She yelled.

"Don't need to yell! I'll let you have a sip of mine!" I know what you guys are thinking, why would I ever let my little sister have beer? Well first of all I would never let her drink the whole thing. Second of all Maggie's never been a fan of bitter things so she probably wouldn't like it.

"Yay!"

"Bar tender!" I wave.

"Yes ladies." Said the (very handsome) bar tender.

"A beer please, Duff." I ordered.

"I.D please." He asked.

I flip threw my purse, "Oops… I must have left it at home." I said with a sheepish face. Lie number 32.

"Well usually you need your I.D but I'll let it slide for a gorgeous woman like yourself." He said with a seductive tone of voice.

"Thanks." I winked. He filled a mug and handed it to me.

He winked back and left. I was about to take my first sip when I noticed Maggie staring at me with awe, "What? I have my ways." I said teasingly.

"Oh ha-ha. Now let me have a sip!" She said grabbing it from my hand.

"Knock yourself out, just don't drink too much." I warned her.

She took a big sip, swallowed, and then coughed. "Ewwww! That was bitter! I have no idea why dad likes it so much?"

I laughed and finished the relatively small mug of beer for her, "So you wanna dance?" I asked.

"Do I!" She answered enthusiastically.

We rushed to the dance floor just in time for a one of Maggie's favorite songs by Tabitha Van Beth. After 10 short minutes of dancing Maggie said that she was hungry and wanted to try some of the food they had set out. We ate, drank, and talked to a bunch of people around us. After a while Sasha came over to join us. "Hay girls! How's the party?" She asked.

"Great! I love the songs that are playing!" Maggie answered moving to the beet.

"You did a really nice job planning it! Is Bart's party this good?" I asked.

"Mmmm… The guys are at an indoor paintball place- thingy. I bet their having fun too."

At the paintball place.

"Oh you're so going down for that on Nelson!" Shouted Bart, covering the blue paintball spot on his pants armor.

"HA-HA! I shot your nards!" Nelson taunted. "UGHP!"

"Look who's laughing now Nelson!" Shouted Milhouse from the other end of the giant room right after he shot an orange one to Nelson's head.

"You're gonna regret that, nerd!" Nelson aimed his gun and shot half a dozen of paintballs towards Milhouse.

Milhouse shouted and jumped behind one of the colorful walls beside him.

"Sneak attack!" Marten yelled out of nowhere and started shooting a boat load of paintballs at Milhouse.

He screamed like a little girl and ran away.

"This is the greatest bachelor party ever!" Declared both Bart and Nelson, then they ran to join the fight.

Now…Back to the party.

"Yah, they must be having a blast." I agreed.

"Sasha!" Said a stranger running towards us.

"Yes?" Sasha turned around.

"I just wanted to say that this chicken is really good! Where did you buy it?" The stranger said biting into a nugget, that was most likely the chicken she was talking about.

"I don't know, my dad bought it." She answered. "Lisa, Maggie, this is Natalie. Her father and my father have known each other for years. She's – like - my BFF."

"Hi nice to meet you, I'm Natalie. Oh wait, you already know that. Tee-hee." She said with a giggle.

"Nice to meet you too." I said.

We shook hands. "Want some chicken?" She offered.

"No thanks, I'm a vegetarian." I said.

"No way! Sasha is too!" Natalie said in amazement.

"Yah I know." We all talked for a half an hour, then went back to the dance floor to have some fun.

After a while I felt a hand on my shoulder, I turned around. Nelson. "Hay babe, I've been looking for you." He said.

"Oh my gosh, Nelson! You almost gave me a heart attack!" I shouted holding my hand over my heart.

He chuckled then said. "Time to go."

"How did you even get in here? It's an 'all-girls' party."

He shrugged. "I know the security guard outside, plus I'm only here to pick you guys up… Speaking of which, where's Maggie?"

"Maggie… I think she's by the drinks-"

"No I'm not." A voice said from behind me, almost giving me yet another heart attack.

"God Maggie! Don't scare me like that!"

"Sorry."

We wished Sasha good luck with her wedding tomorrow and that we'd see her and Natalie there. "How was the paintball bachelor party?" I asked him.

"The best ever! You should have seen me! I totally annihilated everyone in my way!" He said all too proud.

I rolled my eyes. Typical Nelson. I thought. "I need to go the bathroom!" Maggie said twisting her legs.

"I told you, you should have gone at the party." I rolled my eyes again.

"But I didn't have to go then!" She wined.

"Don't worry, we're almost home." I huffed.

She nodded and looked out the window, still twisting her legs.

Nelson pulled up at the driveway. Maggie immediately got out and rand into the house. Nelson chuckled. "What?" I asked.

"Maggie's a real charm, ain't she?" He asked.

"And a practical joker, like you and Bart were."

"-Are." He corrected.

"Right." I giggled.

"Nelson I-" "Lisa I-" We both interrupted each other.

"Sorry you go first-" We both said simultaneously.

We both chuckled and I said, "You first."

"Thanks. D-do you have an escort to the wedding tomorrow?" He asked.

"…"

"Lisa?"

"Oh, sorry. Yah, I kindda do…" I answered.

"Really? With who?" He asked, slightly shocked.

"Milhouse." I said barely audible

"Who?"

"Milhouse!" I said louder.

"You'd rather go with that dweeb, then me?" He asked in disbelief.

"He's not a dweeb! Well maybe a little, but that doesn't mean it's nice to say that about someone!" I said.

"Ugh! I thought you we're going with me." He said nervously.

"It's kind of hard to say 'no' to someone who's had a crush on you since the second grade." I explained.

"Yah? Well maybe he's not the only one!" He took a big huff and banged his head agented the steering wheel causing the horn to make a big long honk.

"What do you mean by 'not the only one'?" I asked dumbfounded.

He took his head off the wheel and the horn fell silent. "You idiot!" He whispered to himself. "I…. Uh…" He tried to find the right words.

"Nelson… Are you saying that-"

"-I also had a crush on you since the second grade? Yes I did, ever since the moment we first kissed…" There was a long pause and he continued. "I'm an idiot, just please, don't say anything and leave me and my moronic brain alone…"

I considered just opening the door and leaving him, but I quickly opted that option out of my mind. I lifted his chin and looked him in his deep blue eyes, "You know I'd never just leave you like that… Nelson, you have always been there for me, even in my darkest moments. Like when that boy Colin dumped me in the fifth grade, you were the one that cheered me up..."

"Yah, that jerk was a complete chauvinist. No respect for women whatsoever." He agreed.

"Look, I have always loved you as a friend… But now… I don't know if I just feel that… Maybe I love love you. But I still don't know for sure, like I said I need some time."

"Then why are you going with Milhouse?" He asked still very puzzled.

"Don't you worry about him; we're just going as friends…" I think…

He sighed. "Fine. But don't leave me hanging, Lees. I expect a strait forward answer soon."

"I won't. Leave you hanging, that is." I stuttered twiddling my fingers.

"Good."

I thanked him for the ride and said goodbye. I washed my face, slipped on my nightgown, and collapsed on my bed. I soon drifted off into troubled sleep.

…..

Where am I? I wondered, I tried to look around but the fog was too strong, rendering my vision useless.

Lisa… Called a familiar voice to my right.

Nelson! Where are you? I yelled, assuming the voice was from him.

I saw a figure coming towards me; I ran, meeting it with a hug. Don't worry your safe here… with me. It said.

I looked up. Who are you? It wasn't Nelson...

It's me, Milhouse. The man told me.

Hay you! Get your hands off my girl! Called another voice, to my left.

Milhouse looked at the man coming towards us, Make me! He said fiercely.

Nelson! I said startled.

Nelson yanked me back. No don't do this! Don't fight over me! I begged, but they were both too stubborn and/or couldn't hear me. Listen to me! Don't do this! I tried to stand in between the two but it seemed as if my own body wouldn't let me. No! I shouted.

Lisa!

"Lisa!"

"Lisa!" My dad was trying to shake me out of my dream. "Lisa! Wake up!" He shouted once more.

"Don't fight over me!" I shouted still half in my dream. I opened my eyes, realizing it was all but a dream and a sick twisted one too. "Oh daddy what do I do!?" I said hugging him.

He didn't say anything for a while, he just hugged me back. After a couple minutes of me crying in his arms he said, "Don't worry honey, it was just a nightmare…"

"No it wasn't! It was real!" I said still crying.

"Lisa! Stop your crying and listen to me!" He shook me. "It was all a dream, OK?!"

"Ok…" I said dazed by his attitude.

"Great, now go back to sleep." He said softer this time.

"Ok…" I squeaked.

He tucked me in and kissed me on the forehead, "Now you just stay right there and I'll get you some warm milk before you do."

"Ok..."

He came back two minutes later with a warm mug of milk, fresh from the microwave. "Here you go. You wanna talk about it?" He asked sitting on the foot of my bed.

He handed me the mug and on the side was a poorly made drawling of what looks like Rod, Tod, Maud, and Ned and under it was written 'our family 2 daddy love Tod' I was betting it was one of Tod's old drawling because of the miss spelled words and some backwards letters.

Must have been one of the many items that my dad had 'borrowed' from our passive neighbor, Ned Flanders. "Not really… Why are you doing this?" I asked my dad. It was not like him to get me milk AND ask me about my dream.

"Because you were bothering all of us with your sleep yelling." He explained.

"Oh…" I looked down at my milk.

Homer then realized that that was the wrong thing to say and added, "And also because I love you, sweetie."

"Thanks…" I said, at least he tried to cover up his wrong words.

He sat there watching me drink my milk for a while longer then he said good night and went back to his room to join his beloved Marge in slumber.

I laid down on my bad and closed my eyes in another attempt at sleep, and hoped it was a more peaceful one. I was wrong.

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