Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life.If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the...difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century.Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of. " Don't worry about that, I know he will say yes."Even with those reassuring words, Melody was going to worry. She wasgoing to ask Steve to be her maid of honor. Her plans for the perfectwedding hinged on him saying yes. It would be so easy to have Jessie,Kelly and Max to say yes if Steve did.This was not for Steve was the leader of the group, in fact, most ofthem would much rather not have anything to do with him. After all,he had them all in bridesmaid gowns until a couple of hours. .. for the same price one could buy cheap Chinese shovels ... why bother.Three shovels and an axe and lunch later we were back at what seemed to be the most recent depression Four hours later ... we went for the police.The police laughed, but we were insistent. We only got to dig the one hole. Forensics completed our work and the State Archaeologist got published.Eventually, there were 37 holes, 62 bodies, three Chicago typewriters (tommygun), and assorted handguns. Every one of the handguns. He told me that it was time to meet my new teacher and to open my eyes.Standing in front of me was the source of some of the giggling. It wasa very cute and pretty girl that I guessed to be about 12 or 13. Shewas wearing tight jeans, a pink tank top, and tennis shoes. Her eyeswere green and her hair was long and black and in a high ponytail. Sheput her hands on her hips and looked down at me and said, "Umm. HelloMegan." She broke out laughing as she looked at this grown man on hisknees in.