Zelda12343 - Mmm...me too. Also, sorry I forgot to answer your question in one of your previous reviews. I'm hoping to have this story a little shorter than the other two (about 50 chapters maybe) but I'll see how that goes.

So Rosaline and Gabriel have made up and have headed off to the Chastity Ball together. Hope you all like Gabriel's outfit!

Tybalt's car pulled up, and he jumped out to open Rosaline's door. She climbed out as elegantly as she could, and then Tybalt pulled her seat down so Gabriel could clamour out.

"Now what?" asked Gabriel.

"There's the door" said Rosaline "I've got the tickets here. Do you want yours?"

"No, I'm just going to run in without showing I've paid" scoffed Gabriel.

"Don't talk to my girl, I mean, Rosaline, like that" growled Tybalt, remembering their cover. Rosaline looked around. Hundreds of girls her age, and some much younger, flocked to the door with their fathers.

"This is so weird" muttered Gabriel.

"You can go home if you want" replied Rosaline.

"No. I'll stay. I said I'd come with you, and I will. See you later, Tybalt"

"I'll pick you up later, right?" asked Tybalt.

"Yes. I'll ring you when we want to leave"

Rosaline and Gabriel took their places in the queue. She shivered, and looked at her mood ring. It was still mauve.

"Are you nervous?" asked Gabriel.

"No" lied Rosaline.

"You look really pretty, by the way. Tybalt bought it for you, right?"

"Yep. In return for cleaning his room and rewriting his coursework"

"You look like Marilyn Monroe"

"Thanks. You look nice yourself" She shuffled a little to try and warm up. Gabriel beamed. He was wearing a custom made outfit that he had made himself, which was a smart black top with a high collar buttoned at the neck and studded with decorative black jewels. It billowed down past his waist over black silk leggings. He carried a black feather boa and a black clutch bag. He was wearing a silver necklace with a diamante G and he'd even slicked on some eyeliner.

Finally, they reached the door. She gave in their tickets, and then they linked arms and stepped inside. More girls dressed in dresses that were bridal in nature filtered past, with their dads following.

"This is so creepy" muttered Gabriel.

"I know. It's like incest" Rosaline whispered back.

"That one over there looks about eight. Eight year old kids should be playing in the sand pit"

"I know. This sets back everything those poor feminists in the 20th century fought for"

Gabriel and Rosaline looked around at the room. It was decorated like it was prom night. Tables with white tablecloths were clustered at the back of the hall, with centrepieces of white balloons. A large crucifix had been erected at the front of the hall, leaving a floor clear for dancing between that and the tables. Decorations of white ribbons and white balloons hung up around the hall.

"What's with all the white? It needs some red to spruce things up" stated Gabriel.

"Red's my favourite colour" replied Rosaline "And anyway, I think it's meant to symbolise purity. See, there's Sister Agnes, and there's some of the crew at St. Peter's Church. Friar Lawrence and his holy buddies"

Gabriel snorted at her sentiment "Now what?"

"Some of the kids are dancing" said Rosaline.

"Bless them. Poor little things. What kind of message is this sending to them? It's like they're just objects, valued by their virginity" Gabriel rolled his eyes.

"I agree...quick, shut up, Sister Agnes is coming over here"

Gabriel stopped talking just as she arrived.

"Ah, Rosaline! So glad you could make it. And you look simply stunning in white. Quite bridal, actually. Are you nervous?"

"No" replied Rosaline.

"Very good! Oh. Gabriel. How lovely to see you here"

"Hello, Sister Agnes" said Gabriel coldly. He remembered the time she saw the drawing he had sketched of her in a bikini on the back of his work book. She had not been happy.

"Gabriel is actually my half-brother" explained Rosaline, to cease Sister Agnes' slight frown "My dad used to be married to my mum, but then he divorced her and had Gabriel with a woman who he remarried. He couldn't be here, so Gabriel is who I'll pledge too"

"I see. If you'll excuse me, I have to go and check how it's going on at the door"

Gabriel and Rosaline looked at each other.

"Ouch" said Gabriel "But she's never liked Angelo"

"Why's that?"

"Because he's the head of a liberal party. When he got elected as Deputy, she was annoyed because his party don't promote Catholic family values or any of that crap. We're humanists"

"I didn't know Angelo was liberal"

"Oh. Well. He claims to be, but he's a damn right dictator to live with!"

"I should take a slight more interest in politics sometime"

"Trust me, you shouldn't. It's so boring!" cried Gabriel "It's just old men in suits arguing with each other all the time. And they don't care about important things, like animal rights, like celebrities do"

"My Uncle Egues sometimes pays me to help him with his work load. I thought it was quite interesting" replied Rosaline.

"Whatever floats your boat" shrugged Gabriel.

"Well, it wasn't so much the politics. It was the money management. I think it's something I'd like to go into. I've managed my family's finances better than my mum for the past two years, and I was always good at saving money when I was a kid. Or maybe I'll consider business. Tibby and I talk about this sometimes, about ways to save money and such. He has a job in a music store and he also manages his mum's finances, because of her manic depression"

"I didn't know that" said Gabriel.

"I've always known. I used to help him with it all sometimes. He hates it"

"How long have you two known each other?" asked Gabriel.

"Since forever, really" said Rosaline "We'd always meet at Capulet family gatherings. It always used to be us ganging up on Hermia. Tybalt let me out after Hermia shut me in the bathroom with the spider in. And we made a Hermia Hate Club and wrote a Burn Book about her"

"I have a Burn Book. It's got all the boys in my year in"

"Make sure no one ever sees it" advised Rosaline "Because Tybalt showed it to Juliet and she told on us. We were in huge trouble. And then, me and the other girls made Tybalt watch Mean Girls with us and Hermia just made comments about me being like the Queen Bee in that film"

"I love Mean Girls" said Gabriel "Shall we get drinks?"

"Is there any alcohol?"

"I don't think so"

"Great" sighed Rosaline. Without sufficient alcohol, she didn't know how she was going to make it through this evening.