Almost a Cinderella Story (Part 19)

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Heyy! This is probably gonna be the last part. Look out for some things that were said in the an earlier part (Part 11). What was said then, I think was a big part of the story even though it was just a single phrase. Hope you like it and thank you SO much for reading all this time! Love y'all!

-Tinkerbell

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•Three months later (February)•

BUZZZZ. BUZZZZ.

I slowly open my eyes. My phone's alarm clock. I turn off the alarm and sit up.

"Tatum! Get up! Tatum!"

I get up and walk to Tatum's bedroom.

"Tatum."

I jump on her bed. Her eyes quickly shoot open and close slowly when she sees it's me.

"What the fuck, Celie? You know I'm not a morning person."

"Get up."

"For once, can you PLEASE let sleep 'till at LEAST 10:00?"

I press the home button on Tatum's iPhone to see what time it is. 7:36.

"Damn. My phone woke me up a 7:30 this morning. Sorry, babe."

She yawns and sits up beside me.

"It's fine. Might as well stay up now."

Your probably wondering why Tatum and I are living in the same house. Well, Christmas went by and my mom got me a new car..I got Tatum an iPhone 5 to replace her Samsung Galaxy S III and laptop and she took me and got us matching tattoos. Let me tell you, best present EVER. Now, both of our backs have a rainbow with each others names in them to represent our lesbianism and our love. But other then that, my mom made me pay for three fourths of the new car (she'd paid like three hundred dollars, so basically, I was getting myself a present). Other then that, she got me nothing. So then January comes, we graduate, and the day of graduation, when Tatum's and my family were out to dinner, my mom told me she bought me an apartment.

Of course, I asked Tatum if she wanted to move in with me. Of course, she said yes. So here we are, a month later, living together.

Two minutes later, Tatum is asleep on my lap. I sit back and just let her sleep. An hour later, I have to pee..badly. I try and slip her off my lap without waking her up, but her head falls and hits the mattress and she opens her eyes and looks at me.

"Did I fall asleep?"

"Yeah," I say, nodding.

"On your lap?"

"Yeah."

"How long?"

"'Bout an hour."

"And you stayed there..for an hour?"

"Yeah. But I gotta pee so can we cut this conversation short?"

She smiles and lays her head on her pillow. I run to the bathroom and pee.

When I come back, she's standing in front of her closet in her bra and panties.

"What are you doing?" I ask, sitting on her bed.

"Getting ready."

"For..?"

She smiles. "It's a surprise. Go put some clothes on."

I stand up and go to my room. I put on some a tight black skirt and a loose white crop top with spaghetti straps and red polka dots that shows my bellybutton ring. I have on red converses and I put on some red lipstick and a white choker. I grab my glasses and curl my hair. I walk into Tatum's room and find her digging around in her dresser. She's wearing some form fitting, sky blue skinny jeans, a tie-dye, spaghetti strap American Eagle shirt and some purple Vans. Her outfit really goes with her long, black hair. It just screams "LESBIAN!". I love it.

"Whatcha lookin' for?" I ask.

"Ohhh..nothing. Just..something."

I glance over at the jacket she has hanging on her bed post. In the pocket, a little dark purple box. The box that holds the engagement ring Tatum proposed to me with two months ago. While she's not looking, I get up and push it way in the pocket. I wanna be sure it doesn't fall out. I sit back down and Tatum turns around and walks over to the bed post. She checks the first pocket and then checks the second and sighs a sigh of relief.

She looks over at me.

"Found what you were looking for?" I ask, sweetly.

"Yeah. Sure did."

She sits down beside me.

"You ready?"

"Ready to do what?" I ask.

"To go."

"To go where?" I ask.

"Out."

"Out where?!" I yell.

She laughs and kisses me.

"Just a place."

She stands up and grabs the car keys and her jacket.

"Come! We're off to see the Wizard! The Wonderful Wizard if Oz!" she sings as we walk out the door.

"We're going to see a wizard?" I ask.

She smiles at me and gets in the car. She starts the car and starts driving.

"Where are we going?! I demand you tell me!"

"Haha. You're funny." she sarcastically says.

"Tatum. This is like..like..like KIDNAPPING!"

"So, you're gonna take me to jail..press charges? I'm just taking you to downtown," she says with a chuckle.

I stare out the window. Soon, we arrive at the old theater..better known as the place the gay dance Tatum and I met at two years ago was held. Tatum parks the car across the street and gets out.

"Why are we here?" I ask, getting out the car.

"Come on," Tatum says, grabbing my hand and running across the street, dragging me behind.

We walk inside. The last event that was held here was two years ago..the place is practically abandoned. For some strange reason, the city ceases to condemn it.

In the middle of the theater, a stack of blankets is set with a few candles surrounding it. There's a picnic basket, two glasses, and a bottle of Diet Dr. Pepper Cherry Vanilla, my favorite.

"What's this?" I ask.

"For you. I realize we have never..EVER celebrated an anniversary so..happy anniversary. I love you," Tatum says.

I smile. "You are so sweet. I love you too."

She walks over and kisses me. I have so many thoughts in my head right now. No one will ever..EVER love me like Tatum will. I just don't ever wanna lose her. I wanna spend the rest of my life with her.

Before she pulls away, I grab her by the arm. I reach into her jacket pocket and pull out the box. She looks down at what I pulled out. I open up the box and smile.

"Is it too late for me to except that offer?"

"I though..I thought you wanted to go to college..to travel. You said you didn't wanna get married yet."

"Well, you have an exception."

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The end! Thank you soooooo much for reading! Right when I publish this, I'm writing a new story! I'm gonna write an epilogue so don't delete the story yet. I'm just gone write the epilogue and publish them at the same time. Love y'all!

-Tinkerbell

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