Gail looked around the room at the many smiling faces, the people she'd gathered to celebrate, the family and friends she and her wife hand picked to witness their day. The day Holly -and Gail- had been dreaming of for decades, their wedding day.

There were flowers and twinkly lights, elders and babies, laughter and tears, and Gail's personal favourite, lots of food and alcohol. It perfectly set to them, the new Mrs Peck and Mrs Stewart. Gail wasn't exactly hating it.

An insufferable clinking sounded through the speakers that were supposed to be playing music. Gail turned to find Chloe holding a glass up at the mic the DJ had been using, and she groaned.

"Hi, I'm Chloe, for those of you who don't know. I've set up a little slide show of the brides lives together so far, and their closest friends and family to give little speeches." Chloe chipped cheerily. She pointed to a white wall across the room, "it will be shown over there."

Gail rolled her eyes, if it was up to her this wouldn't have been happening. She wanted as little embarrassment as possible, that meant no sappy speeches, no slide shows, no picture reels that played in the dining room for the entire event, no clinks to press for kisses, but Gail allowed all of it because the smile it brought to Holly's face. This whole thing was for her, and so she'd get everything she wanted.

The first slide was of a tiny Holly helping an even tinier Gail to stand. And so it begun…

"Gail and Holly have always been there for one another, even from first steps. Here is an already walking Holly, trying to get Gail to stand, after falling down at the third attempt. When one was down the other was there to pick her back up." Holly's oldest sibling began the speeches that seemed to coincide with the slide show.

A few others went by, a few giggles let out at their Halloween costumes. It went on till age ten, when Gail zoned out and went on her own flash back.

"Should we be girlfriends?" Holly asked into the dark room.

Gail thought it over.

"Because we hang out all the time, and you're my favouritest person in the world, and that's what relationships are right? You be with the person who makes you the happiest, and for me that's you." Holly explained in the babbly way she did when nervous or excited.

"Yes."

"Yes? Yes to which part, I said a lot that could be replied with yes." Holly rolled over to face the blonde beside her.

"To it all." She turned her head to try and see the brunette in the dark, and when her eyes came up empty Gail blindly felt around the bed until she found Holly's hand. "Goodnight, Worm."

"Goodnight, Gail."

The following days were a little awkward, neither sure how to be girlfriends and what that exactly meant. They tried holding hands like the people do in movies, on the bus, during recess -which caused a lot of extra work when Holly tried to catch bugs but they freaked Gail out-, when watching their favourite shows. It was okay, not at all as it was hyped up to be if they were being honest. They hugged a lot more often than they normally would. Each greeting and goodbye was met with hugs, each accomplishment got a kiss to the cheek. And they watched extra romantic things as research as to what their dynamic was supposed to be now.

"It was a little weird at first, they were the first in our grade to be a couple and no one knew what that meant or how to act. Looking back now is all too amusing. I mean look at them." Traci laughed and pointed to the gigantic photo of Holly bent over picking what could only be her dozenth grasshopper, with Gail attached to her by their probably sweaty hands.

"Yeah, but it's not as bad as when they started to have actual feelings for each other. That was the worst week of my life." Frankie called out from her seat in the crowd.

Gail wasn't sure what to do. She'd been waking up dripping sweat, her entire lit with excitement, and Holly's lips the only thing she could see. Gail had been having dreams of those lips, the soft and gentle touch, the delicious scent of her girlfriend, Holly. The girlfriend she'd had for the past six years, the girlfriend she'd recently been craving.

Gail and Holly had never really been couplely, they'd gotten together under naive assumptions and just never broken up, they liked their odd relationship and had never needed anything more than the small intimate gestures they shared. But recently that'd changed. Recently Gail had developed real feelings for Holly and she wanted more than what they had, she wanted real kisses and proper dates. She wanted Holly to be her girlfriend for real, none of the fifth grade crap.

So naturally she started avoiding the brunette and became grumpier than normal, bitter towards everyone and everything, and jealous.

Jealousy was a weird one, something Gail had never really encountered before, at least nothing like the green eyed monster she became when Ashley -Holly's Chem partner- started making heart eyes at Holly. When Ashley would touch Holly's arm or worse, her leg, when laughing. When she made Holly snort while laughing. When the short haired girl kept making Holly cancel their dates because homework and science projects over ruled movies.

It all became too much for Gail to handle. Ashley was stealing Holly, her Holly, away and the brunette was letting it happen.

"Calm down, Gail, she's just been busy and it happens to be Ashley that she has to do work with. There's nothing to be worried about. Soon Holly will be back and you guys will be watching stupid movies and you'll be back to complaining about all of her useless facts." Traci, one of their closest mutual friends, said in an attempt to stop the blondes wallowing.

"You obviously haven't seen them together. Ashley" Gail cringed at the name. "is all hot for Holly and she's trying to steal her, and Holly is too blind to see."

"Is short-stack all hot for Hol? Yes, it's not subtle at all. Is she going to steal her? You can bet your hot ass she'll try, but Hols is never going to see her that way. It's why she can't see it the very unsubtle attempts at the theft. So, shut your face hole about it already." Frankie chipped, and took a bite of her fries.

It took a month in teen years, one week in real time, for the matter to be settled.

Gail continued to wake in the middle of the night, and grumbling all day. Holly actually made a night for them and apologized profusely about how much time her project was taking. Then in an attempt to be cute and romantic -like she knew would melt Holly into a puddle of affection if it was a movie they'd been watching-, Gail popped the girlfriend question just like Holly had all those years ago.

Speeches continued and Gail found herself enjoying the outside view of their relationship, things came up that she hadn't known happened. Like how Holly had been having more than friendly feelings for a year before Gail did, that Holly had gushed and gushed to their friends. And other things if the sort. The slide show was better than she thought Price could manage and she was happy they did this. Gail was happy they went the whole sentimental and sappy route, not that she'd admit it.

"May I have this dance Mrs. Peck?" An all too familiar voice hummed in her ear.

"Possibly." Gail grinned, splaying her hands over the tanned ones wrapping around her waist. Holly kisses her exposed shoulder.

"And how would I be able to persuade you?" Her voice dropped a few octaves, turning sultry and instantly sending a shiver down Gail's spine.

Yeah she was definitely happy they did the big wedding thing.