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Just a few girls who like to write about ships that will hopefully happen sometime in the future.

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Assistance - A Blemily Fic (Written by Erin)

It was probably safe to say that the first couple weeks at Emily's new school hadn't been all that smooth. She had been late to at least one class a day, her homework was already piling up, and she could feel judging stares on her every time she walked anywhere. On one particularly crummy day, she was pulling her books out of her locker as the crowds bustled around her. As they pushed past her, she could hear snippets of conversation amongst the upperclassmen (even though she was only a sophomore, the only lockers available to her when she'd started were in the seniors' hallway). More than one of them involved hushed exchanges about the “weirdo transfer kid from Ohio.”

Upon hearing these, Emily's teeth clenched together as she fought to put a smile on her face, spinning around on her heel and closing her locker door behind her, her books in her arms. As she tried to walk away from the locker, though, something suddenly yanked her back and she fell backwards, her back smashing into the locker wall behind her and books flying away from her to scatter over the floor. Of course, in her haste to get moving to class, Emily had closed the bottom of her jacket in her locker, which had caught and caused her to lose her balance when she tried to walk away. Of course, she silently said to herself as she slipped her arms out of her jacket sleeves, what else could go wrong today?

That question was promptly answered when she started hearing people laughing at her as they walked by, not even bothering to try and help. Emily sighed, starting to crawl around on the floor to try and gather her things together before hearing a voice, “Hey... need some help?”

Looking up to where the voice had come from, Emily found herself coming to face-to-face with... well... a face. A familiar face. His face. The face of Blake Jenner; football quarterback, salutatorian for the senior class, and had a smile that melted the hearts of every single girl in the school. He was probably the most prime stock in the building, and he was stopping to help some lowly sophomore newbie.

Blake smiled, taking the hand that wasn't holding some of Emily's books and offering it to her, pulling her to her feet. Even though neither of them said a word, the two shared a smile and the kindness of the gesture sent Emily's stomach flipping inexplicably. Hm. Maybe it won't be so bad here after all.

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Jealous - A Julan Fic (Written by Erin)

Sniffle. Sniffle. Juli rubbed at her red, puffy eyes as she tossed a crumpled-up tissue onto the growing pile on her floor. Sitting on the bed next to her, as it had been for about three days now, was a magazine opened to an article featuring a photo of Dylan, her Dylan, canoodling with another girl. Speculations were already forming about a new relationship forming, and she couldn't have been more pissed off. Dylan had seemed a little flaky lately, and now she knew why.

A buzzing noise brought her attention to her phone, and she saw Posey's picture smiling up at her. Her lips curled into a scowl; ever since she had started ignoring all of Dylan's calls, Tyler had picked up the cause in trying to get her to talk. Yeah, nice try Wolfy.

Suddenly, a knock sounded at the front door to the apartment. Juli looked up curiously, then figured it was just Erin; that girl was always forgetting her keys when she was leaving the place. Letting out a sigh, Juli walked over to the door and opened it up to reveal a vase of flowers with a post it note stuck to the pot. Juli raised a curious eyebrow, picking up the flowers and reading the note. Remember the day we met? It was the best day of my life.

Movement in the corner of her eye caused Juli to look up and see Dylan nervously poking his head around the corner of the hallway. She sighed, nodding back for him to come into the apartment and stepping back inside to go back to her room. Dylan walked in behind her, and as he entered the bedroom Juli crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow, indicating the magazine. “Okay. Talk.”

“That picture was taken totally out of context,” he explained, “Britt had just gotten some incredible news and I was hugging her out of congratulations. Some photographer saw it and snapped a picture and took it out of context.”

“Then how do you explain the interview? 'I couldn't be happier to have her in my life?'”

“Note how I never said who I was talking about,” Dylan pointed out, tentatively sitting next to her on the bed. “I was seeing you in my mind the whole time. It was just implied to be someone else. You know this business; nothing is how it seems.” Juli rolled her eyes, standing up and walking to look out the window towards the bustling street below.

A few seconds later, a pair of arms snaked around her waist, tightening as she made to squirm away. “Jules, listen to me,” Dylan said, resting his head on her shoulder, “There's only girl in my life that I love with every scrap of my being, and that girl is you. Not Holland, not Frozie, not even Britt. You. And that is never going to change, okay? I hate seeing you like this.”

Juli couldn't help but smile slightly at that, “I'm sorry I've been like this. I guess I was just jealous. I mean, you could have any girl you want; there can't be much keeping you from running off to the next girl who comes along.”

“Do I have to remind you that no other girl can ever hope to top you in my book?” Dylan spun her around to face him, raising an eyebrow, “Jules, you're funny, beautiful, and have one of the sharpest tongues I've ever seen. I fall more and more in love with you every single second we spend together, and that is something that is always going to be true.”

Juli's eyes started watering again as she realized how lucky she was to have a guy as loyal as the one standing in front of her. Pulling away from Dyl, she went over to the bed and picked up the magazine that had been plaguing her. Turning back to the boy, she saw him raise an eyebrow curiously and smirked, ripping the magazine in half and tossing the pieces in the garbage, “Okay, Juli's funk is officially over. Let's go get some dinner.”

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Karaoke - A Blemily Fic (Written by Erin)

Emily had been having a bad day. The patrons at work had seemed even crappier than usual, she had received three different rejection emails about roles she had auditioned for, and she had needed to spend almost all her free time watching how happy her friends were with their boyfriends. Overall, she was feeling sad, lonely, and not particularly good about herself.

In order to bring her out of this slump, Erin and Max had come to visit Emily to drag her out of her apartment and to a karaoke bar for some dinner and a little fun. They had (probably not coincidentally) run into Blake while they were there, and he had promptly decided to join them in their festivities. Still, Emily's mood had declined to a point where the last thing she wanted to do was have fun. In the slightest.

“Come on, Emily,” Blake nudged her lightly from where he was sitting at the table with her, “Cheer up! All I want is to see you smile.”

“Good luck,” Emily muttered in response, her chin in her hand as she watched Erin and Max duet up on the stage. They both looked so happy. In love. Together. Screw them and their lack of lonlieness. Why did the ginger get to be so happy? Weren't gingers supposed to be miserable soulless beings?

“I know something that might make you smile,” Blake said, and Emily looked back over to see him getting up from the table as Erin and Max finished up. As they left the stage, Blake quickly strode over and spoke to the worker behind the machine before hopping up onstage and taking the mic in his hand. As the bar quieted down at the appearance of a Glee star singing, Blake smiled and his eyes found Emily, “This song is for one of the most beautiful girls I know. She needs to know how I see her.” At that, he smiled a bit and began to sing, “Made a wrong turn, once or twice. Dug my way out, blood and fire...”

Emily perked up, her eyes narrowing curiously as the music began to play. Blake started to sing his heart out, his eyes not leaving hers for a second, and Emily could see Erin and Max jamming in her peripheral vision. Against her wishes, Emily felt her heart begin to swell slightly, and as Blake reached the climax of the song a smile spread across her face in joy.

A triumphant spark flashed in Blake's expression as he finished the song, and as he came back over to the table Emily stood up. He gave her a curious look, and she simply playfully narrowed her eyes and slapped his shoulder, “You bastard. I was determined not to have fun and you ruined it.”

Blake laughed, crushing Emily in a bear hug, “You're welcome, Em. Like I said, all I wanted was for you to smile.”

“Well you got what you wanted,” she said, looking back up at him and smiling wider, “Now come on, let's have some fun!”

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Stakeout - A Favan Fic (Written by Erin)

This had been an... interesting day. Faith had woken up that morning to the sound of her best friend/roommate Erin giggling like a giddy schoolgirl, looking at her phone's screen. Before she knew it, she had found herself hiding in the ferns gathered around the edges of the restaurant where Erin and her kinda-sorta boyfriend Max were out to dinner. “Ya know,” she started, “I don't think this is the strangest position I've ever been in to help a friend.”

“Really?” the voice of Max's friend Avan asked. “Actually, I'm not even surprised. Knowing you I would imagine that you would end up knee-deep in a pool of mud somewhere.”

“Waist-deep, actually.” she told him, and in response he simply laughed silently, quickly shushing himself as Faith saw Max perk up curiously. “Okay, I need to shut up now.”

Avan nodded, then sighed as Max turned back to Erin and they continued to chat. “Good god, when is he going to wise up and tell her how he feels? The two have been dancing around each other for weeks!”

“You ain't kidding,” Faith nodded in agreement, “I think I've dropped about 20 hints to Erin today about this. The two are so bloody oblivious; it's ridiculous.” Avan nodded in agreement, then placed a hand on Faith's shoulder to steady himself as he stretched up slightly in an attempt to see through the leaves better.

Faith felt her face flush at the contact. There had always been something about Avan; even from the beginning when she and Avan had started with their little matchmaking game she had felt something click with him. Something... different. Heck, it was almost like she... oh shit. She didn't. She couldn't. He was a friend. They were trying to help their friends, not hook up with each other.

Still... she looked up at Avan, and something about how the shafts of light peeking through the leaves played across his features, highlighting that playful spark in his eyes as he watched his friend/costar. Faith couldn't help but sigh; he just looked so damn cute. Biting her lip, she glanced over at Erin; the girl was her best friend and would want Faith to take a chance like this. Well... you can't deny the wishes of a ginger.

Stretching up onto her tiptoes, Faith lightly kissed Avan on the cheek, pulling back quickly as he turned to her in surprise. She smiled, growing sheepish as she began to shy away, turning back to the pair sitting at the table. Suddenly, she felt a force clasp onto her shoulders and turn her back before a powerful pressure crashed onto her lips. The shock sent her stumbling backwards slightly, and suddenly her foot caught on something and sent her tripping backwards out of the ferns and into the main room of the restaurant.

Avan was sent stumbling out behind her, and when Faith had composed herself she saw Erin and Max looking at her and Avan. Max's face was confused, but when Faith looked in Erin's eyes she saw a knowing look. A proud look. “Well hello there,” Erin said, raising an eyebrow with a small smirk on her face. “Come on, Max,” she stood up, turning to her companion, “Let's give these two some privacy, now that they've finally come to their senses.” Max simply nodded with a smile, and the two stood up and left the table; Max leaving a couple 20s out to pay for their meal.

As Erin and Max left, Faith saw the two silently entwine their hands between them and smiled, turning to Avan, “Are we good or are we good?”

“Oh, we're good,” he agreed, and she felt his arm wrap around her waist, “We are so very good.”

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Perfect for You - A Marin Fic (Written by Emily)

Banging on the keys of the piano in the practice room, Erin was frustrated. She had a piano recital coming up, and college administrators were coming to watch. She was determined to make the piece perfect, even if it took many hours of the day. If she messed up even one note, she would start all over. This time, she was on a roll. She was more than halfway through the song, before she heard a voice. "Nice playing," the boy shut the door behind him, as Erin jumped, messing up. "Shi- What are you doing here?" she was alarmed, still angry. "I've been coming in here to listen to you play for the past week or so. Wow, that sounded a lot less creepy in my head.." he shook it off, laughing slightly. The boy was wearing a plaid shirt and jeans, Erin's weakness. But she wasn't going to let that get to her. "Do I know you, anyway? I don't think I've seen you around." she turned back to the piano, beginning to play the song in mezzopiano. "Max... I'm in four of your classes? I sit behind you in all of them. In fact, we've been in classes together since 5th grade. Everyone called you Frozie because of your last name, but I prefer Rose. I know no one calls you that, b-" "Just stop there. I need to get back to rehearsing.. Uh, Max." Max turns around, facing the door, about to open it, before he looked back, "I'm trying to tell you I love you." "What?" He moves back over to her, scooting closer than before. "I could be perfect for you, Erin. Do you know how wonderful you are? You don't give yourself enough credit. You're unlike any other girl." He looked at her for a moment, until he worked up the courage to kiss her. The kiss was passionate, but still managed to be short and sweet. "What do you say, March 1st?"

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Party - Blemily (Written by Caity)

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Birthday - A Julan Fic (Written by Erin)

 “Come on people, let's move it move it move it!” Juli snapped, clapping her hands together to speed everyone along as her friends ran around her boyfriend's apartment. It was Dylan's birthday and she was running out of time to get his party set up before he and Posey got back. The big problem was that nothing seemed to be going right. The decorations were the wrong kind and didn't want to hang right at all, the pizza and wings were already more than an hour late, and not to mention Ava and Erin had failed with making the cake, which had resulted in a burnt blob of whatever it was sitting on the counter of the kitchen area. Juli was close to tearing her hair out when there was suddenly a buzzing sound throughout the apartment, causing everyone to stop in their tracks.

“Jules?” a voice came from the loudspeaker by the door. “It's Posey. I've got Dyl with me, but we kinda forgot our keys. Mind letting us in?”

Fuck, Juli looked around the messy apartment; all it's failing glory staring her smack in the face. “Well, guess it'll have to be worth it,” she said, buzzing the two in and signaling for everyone to hide around the apartment. Before long, the door was opening and everyone went about the usual surprise party procedures. Except for Juli. She stayed hidden away in Dylan's room, mourning the loss of the great party this could have been.

“Hey, there's my girl,” a voice said from the doorway, causing her to look up and see Dylan entering the room, a curious look on his face. “Why aren't you out here with the rest of us?”

“Because the party's a disaster!” Juli cried out. “The decorations look like shit, the cake turned out crappy, and the bloody pizza place apparently couldn't be bothered to bring by our order. Nothing is right. All I wanted was for your birthday to be perfect.”

“And it is,” he said, and she suddenly registered the pizza, wings, and cake slice on the plate in his hand. He laughed at her inquisitive look, “The pizza and wings just came up from the lobby, still hot. Erin ran out to get a cake and came in right behind me and Posey, and the decorations look fine. This apartment has never looked better.” Juli was still pouting, causing Dylan to put his food down and slowly start approaching her, “Looks like a certain someone has some cheering up to do...”

“Oh no, don't even think about i~” Juli started backing up on the bed but was swiftly tackled by Dylan and pinned down by his weight as he started tickling her, her laughter soon echoing around the room. She tried to push him away, but her actions were proved futile as the heavier, stronger figure didn't budge an inch.

Suddenly, Dylan paused, bracing a hand on the bed beside her and resting another on her cheek, smiling as his eyes locked with hers. “I really can't thank you enough for doing all this for me. Everything is just so perfect.”

“Depends on your definition of perfect,” Juli retorted, looking up at him with a small smile.

“I'm looking right at her,” he said, and a blush swiftly spread over Juli's cheeks as he leaned down to gently kiss her.

As Dylan pulled back, Juli was beaming, still looking up at him, “Happy birthday, Dyl.”

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Run Away With Me - A Marin Fic (Written by Emily)

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Drunk - A Charity Fic (Written by Faith)

Trying to step over about a couple dozen plastic cups, Caity makes it over to her, overly intoxicated, boyfriend.

Laying his head on a pillow, slurring out an old Justin Bieber song, finally deciding decided for him that he was done.

“Must you? At least sing something from this year please.”

“Hey!…” Barely audible to her, she just barely hears him messily try to shot some words from his alchohol drowned mouth.

“Hey!…You said you didn’t mind when i do, remember last time you, were the really drunk one, and you said that his voice was like angels, sooo” He points a finger at her.

“I would look right in the mirror miss hypocrite~” Not being able to hide the soft smile that came across her face, she kissed him on the forehead, as she let him lay his head onto her lap, abandoning the now lonely pillow.Sighing in content, he started to drift off into sleep, as Caity played with the curls in his hair, like his sober self would do for her usually.

But, she didn’t mind the roles being switched this one time. 

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Puddle - Grava (Written by Caity)

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Guitar - A Charity Fic (Written by Ava)

Caity is mesmerized.

She leans against the trunk of the tree, the rough bark scratching against her bare arm as she gazes at the man only yards away. He grins as he strums on his guitar, singing along silently, only looking up to smile thankfully when the occasional young child or college student drops loose change into his open case. 

Caity has been coming here every day for the past month to watch this boy play. There was something about him that drew her in, made her want to know more about him. Maybe it was his talent music-wise, maybe it was the cheerful, happy aura that he gave off, and maybe it was the fact that he’s just plain good looking. Whatever it is, Caity’s unable to fight it, and it brings her back every day.

He’s yet to even look at her, though, which is quite frustrating. You’d think he’d recognize the same girl who’s been around at the same time every day for a month. But today is the day. The day she’d go up at talk to him.

She replays her friend, Ava’s, pep-talk from only a half an hour earlier. You can do this. Be confident. Be charming. You’re awesome. Do this shit, man.

She notices he’s starting to pack up his guitar in his case. It’s now or never, Cait.

She takes a long, deep breath before nodding to herself, as if confirming (to no one) that she’s ready, and takes her first step towards the boy, only to stop when she sees a red-headed girl step towards the boy, kissing him quickly on the lips, causing his smile to grow as she takes his arm and they saunter away together.

Caity feels her heart sink. She hadn’t even considered the fact that he could not be single. But, sure enough, he has a girlfriend— and a pretty one, at that.

Defeated, Caity begins to shuffle away, shoulders drooping, to her bike, trying to forget any thought of the boy with the guitar.

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Improv - A Blemily Fic (Written by Erin)

Emily was beaming; she couldn't believe how lucky she was to be back on the Glee set. Again, she was simply playing a nameless Cheerio character, but it was still so great to be back again. Blake knew she was going to be on set that day, so for the past week they had been texting excited messages back and forth to each other about how things were going to go that day.

The premise of her scene was simple. Or at least it sounded so on paper. Blake's character Ryder was going to be walking down the hall with Sam, talking to him about how his team had recently won some big game. Emily's character was simply supposed to grab Ryder's collar and kiss him. Hard. Kiss him and then walk away with nothing but a giddy smile on her face. Sounded simple enough, right? Well, it would have been simpler for someone who hadn't been crushing on Blake since the last time they were on set. Blake didn't even know that it was going to happen; Ryan wanted his shock to be real.

Emily sighed, taking her position at a locker along with a couple other girls dressed in Cheerio uniforms. As soon as action was called, her heart started pounding as she heard Blake's and Chord's voices coming closer and closer, and once her cue had come she did what she had to do. She kissed him. It was harder than she ever imagined for her to pull away, but the smile on her face was real as she walked off-camera and to a position out of the line of sight.

She turned back to watch the scene progress, her eyes narrowing when Blake suddenly stopped, catching Chord off-guard as he turned to see that the boy was no longer next to him. Emily saw Ryan about to yell at Blake, but suddenly the guy turned and power-walked back down to where Emily had stopped before pushing her against the lockers behind her and kissing her again.

As soon as his lips touched hers, Emily knew that this one wasn't part of the scene, and felt herself wrap her arms around his neck as she kissed him back. “Umm, excuse me?” Ryan's voice suddenly said, and the pair broke apart to see him standing next to them, clearly annoyed. “Now, I'm a sucker for some good improv, but while I love the passion here, can we please apply it to the scene and not to each other?”

“Yeah, s-sorry, Ryan,” Blake said in apology, and as Lord Trolldemort walked off, he turned back to Emily with a smile and lowered his voice to a whisper, “I'll call you later, okay?”

Emily did nothing but nod, and as he went back to his place to begin the scene again she giggled and ran off, pulling out her phone as she went. The girls were not going to believe this.

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Christmas - A Charity Fic (Written by Erin)

 Caity let out a grunt, trying to reach one of the top branches of the Christmas tree recently placed in her apartment. The ornament in her hand shook as her arm stretched to its limit, and she gritted her teeth, silently cursing her short stature. “Need some help there, Cait?” a voice came from behind her, and suddenly the ornament was plucked away from her by a larger hand, which then effortlessly placed it on a branch.

“Hello to you too, Charlie,” Caity smiled, slipping away from the tree and stepping back to see her boyfriend Charlie admiring the finished product. The pair was spending their first Christmas together and neither could be happier about who they were sharing the experience with. Charlie nodded in approval, joining Caity in her spot farther back and wrapping his arms around her waist from behind her. “It looks incredible,” she commented, looking over the tree as it sparkled with lights and ornaments and tinsel.

“What's even more incredible is how you were able to put almost all of it together by yourself,” Charlie stated, patting her on top of her head, “I mean, you're just so adorably tiny.”

Caity craned her neck back to look up into his playful smile, “Don't push your luck, Lubeck. Just because it's Christmas doesn't mean I need to be nice.” He held his hands up in mock defeat, and Caity smiled triumphantly, “That's more like it.” Looking back to the tree, she felt him embrace her again as she glanced towards the space under the tree, “Just imagine how it's going to look stacked with presents and everything under it. I mean, with everyone that's coming here to celebrate there's going to be a lot.”

“That may be true,” Charlie spun her to face him, “But I'm not going to need a single box under there to be happy. All I need is what, or maybe I should say who, is standing in front of me right now.”

Caity felt a blush crawling over her cheeks, “You sure about that?”

“Absolutely,” Charlie nodded, “Caity, you aren't just my girlfriend. You are my sunshine, my happiness. You are the reason I get out of bed in the morning. Well... that and a full bladder.” Caity let out a laugh, which widened Charlie's smile as he took her hands in his, “I love you more than I've loved anyone else, and knowing that I'm loved in return is all the present I need.”

Caity was close to crying tears of joy at this point, pulling her hands away to wrap her arms around him, “I love you, Charlie.”

“I love you too,” he told her, holding her tight against him, “Always and forever.”

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Surprise - A Grava Fic (Written by Emily)

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Insomnia - A Laurcel Fic (Written by Ava)

Laura peels her eyes off her computer screen for a moment to glance at the glowing green numbers of the clock on the cable box; 5:13 am. She runs a hand through her hair, still not tired, despite the fact that she hasn’t gotten a wink of sleep yet. She looks back at her conversation with Ava, quickly typing a message.

Laura: looks like another all-nighter with Laura and Ava

Ava: not even tired lol

Ava: but i have to have energy tomorrow to buy groceries for the first time in weeks

Ava: grant and i are living off the food we got from our neighbors when we first moved in here lol

Ava: bye! love you!

Laura sighs, upset to have to say goodbye to one of the few people she knows who stays up until that late hour with her, typing back a quick farewell, watching for the notification telling her that Ava had left the chat before closing out from it.

Setting her laptop beside her, she curls up on her side and sighs, wishing she could get some sleep. Damn insomnia. 

She doesn’t notice Michael coming up to her until he sets her laptop down on the ground and takes its place. She automatically switches positions so her head rests in his lap. He soothingly strokes the top of her head, laying his own on the back of the couch.

“Can’t sleep?” He mumbles, eyes closed.

Slipping her own eyelids shut, she shakes her head. 

They sit like that for who knows long in a comfortable silence, and, soon enough, Laura finds herself gradually drifting off to sleep as time goes on.

She wakes up a few hours later in the same position, his hand still on her head, although he’s fallen asleep. She smiles contently before shutting her eyes again and going back to sleep. 

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Translation - A Julan Fic (Written by Erin)

 “Dyl? You there?” Juli asked, kicking the door to his apartment in place of knocking. Again, her arms were full of groceries; she had finally gotten down a pizza recipe and wanted to try it out on him before attempting to cook it for dinner some night. The door swung open, but when no one was behind it Juli curiously poked her head in, “Dylan?”

There wasn't a response, but Juli saw his bedroom door open and raised a curious eyebrow when his voice emanated from within it. She placed the bag on the counter of the kitchen area, then walked back over to his room to see him standing, facing a mirror with a piece of paper in his hand. He seemed to be trying to pronounce something, but the eyebrows knit together and furrowed brow indicated that he was struggling. Badly. He hadn't seemed to notice Juli, so she silently padded into the room and reached around him to pluck the paper out of his hand, “Well hello to you, too!”

He turned around in shock, obviously surprised to see her, “Juli! Uhh, hi there.”

“Hey, didn't realize you had lines to rehearse,” she said, waving the paper at him.

“Yeah,” he agreed, trying to take it back from her, “And the director would like to keep them private, so I really can't have anyone watching me rehearse!”

“Oh come on, how private can they be?” she asked, turning away from him and looking down at the paper. She stopped in her tracks, her eyes widening as she saw the message scribbled onto the page: você vai ser minha namorada?

She turned back around, seeing that Dylan's face had transformed from one of shock and horror to a sheepish expression she had never seen before. “I~ I know you said you like it when Americans try and speak Portuguese, and I wanted it to be special for you. I mean, if you don't want to, it's fine, I just thought I should~”

He shut up as soon as she pressed her lips to his, and when she had pulled back, the smile forming on her face couldn't be helped as she nodded, “Yes. Yes, of course I will be.”

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Walks in the Park and Guitars - A Marin Fic (Written by Emily)