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Applause2014-I'm so glad you're enjoying this story. I'm really excited for your version of Gone with the Wind. You're a great writer as I have seen with you Wizard of Oz story and I love the Gone with the Wind book, so I have no doubt it'll be incredible and I'll love it. Do you have any idea who will play the supporting characters? And about interactions, there's going to be a big debate with all of the men in the next chapter. I'm going to start it a little after I finished this and hopefully have it up by seven, maybe even sooner. It all depends, really. The scenes in the movie are pretty short, so it shouldn't take that long, but my mom is forcing me to go to the gym or else she'll cancel Netflix. Also I want to have as many chapters up as possible by tonight because tomorrow is my last day of summer school and we're just going to be watching a movie, so me and my friend are going to work on a story and we're using Gone with the Wind as our inspiration. Since we don't have the book, we figured having the movie dialogue would work fine.

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Part One, Chapter Six

Courtney's Admirers

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Courtney was sitting on a white bench in the backyard of the Wilkes' home. She was surrounded by Justin and Scott Tarleton, Alejandro Hamilton, and about twenty other men. Some of them were sitting on chairs, others were sitting on the ground, and some were just standing. All of them were eating.

"Now isn't this better than sitting at a table?" Courtney said smiling. "A girl hasn't got but two sides to her at a table."

Courtney handed the plate to Justin Tarleton and Scott handed her a glass of lemonade with ice in it. Courtney took a sip.

"I'll go get her dessert," said Justin.

"Here, she said me," said Scott.

"No, let me," said Alejandro.

Courtney looked to Alejandro.

"I think," Courtney started but then looked away pretending to think before turning back to Alejandro with a smile on her face, "I think Alejandro Hamilton may get it."

"Oh, thank you, Miss O'Hara," said Alejandro. "Thank you."

"Go get it!" said one of Courtney's admirers.

"Isn't he the luckiest?" another said.

Courtney's face looked ahead and saw Mike and Zoey walking arm in arm. Alejandro returned with a slice of cake.

"Miss O'Hara," he said, "I love you."

"I-I don't guess I'm as hungry as I thought," said Courtney, pushing the cake away.

She continued looking at Zoey and Mike, a heartbreaking look on her face, though none of her admirers had noticed it.

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Leshawna, who had come with the O'Hara's to help get the girls ready for their afternoon naps, was helping Courtney out of her dress.

"Why do I have to take a nap?" Courtney asked stubbornly. "I'm not tired."

"Well brought-up young ladies take naps at parties," said Leshawna helping Courtney take off her hoop skirt. "And it's high time you started behavin' yourself and actin' like you was Miss Bridgette's daughter."

"When we were in Saratoga I didn't notice any Yankee girls taking naps," Courtney pointed out.

"No," said Leshawna, "and you ain't gonna see no Yankee girls at the ball tonight either."

Leshawna walked away and Anne Maria walked up to Courtney.

"How was Mike today, Courtney?" Anne Maria asked. "He didn't seem to be paying much attention to you."

"You mind your own business!" Courtney said.

But Anne Maria kept a smug smirk on her face. Courtney turned back to her.

"You'll be lucky not to lose ol' Kennedy," Courtney taunted.

"You've been sweet on Mike for months," said Anne Maria. "His engagement's gonna be announced tonight. Pa said so this morning."

"That's as much as you know," Courtney snapped back at her.

Courtney stuck her tongue out making a "nuye" sound. Anne Maria copied her sister's action making the same noise. Courtney did the same thing again. Leshawna walked up to them looking a bit angry.

"Miss Courtney!" Leshawna scolded. "Miss Anne Maria. You all behave yourselves. Actin' like poor white trash children."

Courtney lay down on the bed.

"If you's old enough to go to parties, you's old enough to act like ladies," Leshawna continued.

"Who cares!" said Courtney quietly, burying her face into the soft pillow.

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All the girls in attendance were lying down on beds, couches and the floor. Small slave girls were fanning them.

Courtney was awake and wearing her dress. She was putting her finger to her lips, signaling the slave girls to be quiet as she walked through the room.

Courtney walked up to a vanity and looked herself over in the mirror. She pinched her cheeks lightly so they would have more of a blush affect. Deciding she looked nice, she left the room.