Chapter 3: Meet Mrs. Caleb

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Kevin --->

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Gwen's POV

Caleb and I were sitting on his bed. Well, our bed from now on. We were both typing away on our laptops. We just got back from our "wedding" which was just a trip to the local picture studio. My rented wedding gown and his tux were already inside the closet. We were both online on Facebook and all the gang's online too.

"Cay, are you really sure about this?" I asked him for what I think would be the billionth time. I mean, he still has time to back out. Having a wife, though fake, and a baby is a very big responsibility. Plus, it's not even his reponsibility.

"Yes, yes, Gwen, I'm definitely sure." he smiled at me, reassuring. "On the count of three, we post this shit together, okay?"

"Okay." I am so glad to have him as my best friend. I couldn't be more blessed.

I hear him count. Three... Two... One.... Click.

There we have it. Two new posts in our newsfeed. 

--Gwen is MARRIED TO Caleb--

--Caleb is MARRIED TO Gwen--

Another one in his newsfeed appears.

--Gwen CHANGED HER NAME TO Gwen (Mrs. Caleb)--

And another one appears one mine.

--Caleb "Just got back from our wedding. Meet my wife everyone! Will be posting pictures after a while. Gotta enjoy the honeymoon first!" --

I smack him in the shoulder, playfully. "Honeymoon, huh?" I grinned.

"Well, of course, I mean, after nine months we are going to have a little bundle of joy." he smiles

"Yeah, baby.." I sighed. He scoots over to me and hugs me tight. "Oh well, let the acting begin."

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Caleb's POV

BAM BAM BAM

whatthe... what time is it? Damn, it's only 6:30 in the morning and it's so damn noisy already. I get up carefully so that I won't wake Gwen up. Amazing girl, can still sleep through all this racket. I open my door just before someone tries to knock again. I see the gang standing outside my room. Paul, John, Emil, Jiro and Dave were there looking crazy and hilarious. Only one missing was Kevin. 

"Is it true?" Dave yells.

"Is she there?" Paul shouts.

"WAS SHE GOOD IN BED?!" John, Emil and Jiro scream. Like little girls, I might add. But surely little girls wouldn't scream what they just asked me right now.

"Dammit, guys, be quiet. I didn't get enough sleep last night and now your destroying the house down. Caleb, please put a shirt on." I hear Gwen's sleepy voice from behind me. I look at her and see she has the blanket up to her neck.

"Well, excuse me, guys. We'll get back to you in a minute. Allow us to get dressed first." I grinned.

With that, I banged the door. I reach for Gwen's sweater and hand it to her. I know she has clothes on underneath since we didn't  really do anything naughty last night. But good call, what she did. Now the gang thinks we really did do it.  

After a while, we go down to the patio and Gwen serves ice cold juice. What a nice little wife she is! She really is putting up her act more than I anticipated. After serving the drinks, she sits beside me and I put my arms around her. Everyone was looking at us.

"So, is it really true?" Dave asks.

"Yeah, 100%" Gwen relplies.

"How? You were with Kevin this two years." Paul asks.

"We were on the rock already andd Caleb was there for me all the time." Gwen starts.

"We weren't planning on falling for each other. After all, we were best friends. But we did, and one night, when we were at camp, we just couldn't help ourselves. She's pregnant. My baby." I finished.

Everyone was shocked, even Gwen I think but she hid it well.

"I was going to break up with Kevin soon, but he broe up with me first. So, I went to Caleb and well he said we shouldn't waste anymore time. We got married the next week. And I'm very happy." Gwen smiles and looks at me, lovingly.

I smile back and try to look the same. Woah, this girl has some acting skills. The guys seem to have bought the act though and I was glad. We all chatted for a while but I sense that Gwen was getting tired so I cut the visit short and we headed back to the room.

"Didn't know you were an actress." I grinned.

"Oscar nominee." she replies with a yawn.

We climb to bed and after a while, we were fast asleep. I never knew acting can be so tiring.

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