(A/N Sorry, but I want to end this book. So this chapter is going to be rushed at and we're just gonna blow through it all and end this thing. Sorry again, I just don't have anymore ideas left in my brain after the new semester classes attacked me :)

I backed away from the kiss quickly, staring up into Johns eyes as it started to snow. He smiled lovingly at me and I couldn't help it- I kissed him again.

Five long dramatic kisses later, we stopped and decided we should probably leave, because it was getting dark quickly. You know winter, it get's dark so quickly. John grabbed the basket and blanket like a true gentle man while I skipped ahead, maybe, just maybe, planning my wedding dress. 

John laughed as I tripped on a tree root and face plant in the snow. I laughed it off too, rolling onto my back throwing handfuls of crumbly snow at him. He tried to dodge but I kept randomly hitting him. It was like he was dodging into the snow.

If only it could stay like this forever.

-Time skip of... three months, YES, an entire three months! It is now March! Brought to you by me, the person who is ready to end this book-

"W-Well YOUR SWEAT SMELLS LIKE CINNAMON! Dang it-" I said, it's my lines, including the dang it part.

I was supposed to be in an argument with John right now, but my character likes him too much to fight. Insults come out as compliments. My character liked to hang out with him, though, because my character was extremely selfless and wanted to do everything to make him feel okay. Because John's character only talked to my character, then I would naturally have to be around him a lot and try to figure out his inner secrets, like why he never talks to anyone else.

But sometimes he's just SO FRUSTRATING! Not John, John's character, Anthony. Real John is an angel but Anthony John is just like UGH! But then Lin-me is so dazzled by Anthony-John's self that Lin-me just can't make an insult come out correctly. Like, my first argument with him went like this;

"Tiny mouse," John had scoffed at me.

"Well um- your body is flawless," I had said.

"Thank you," John responded.

"But that doesn't mean I like you," I had said, glaring up into his eyes. Then I turned around and had murmured. "Gosh, you're making me so sexually confused right now."

Yeah. Fun times. John loved it though, he thought it was all hilarious, while I struggled to insult him.

"Cut," Someone said uninterestedly. "Try again."

"Why are we trying again?" I asked.

Jefferson, who was the person filming right now, raised his eye bows at John. I turned to look at John and saw him failing terribly to hold in laughter.

"You said my sweat smells like cinnamon," He laughed.

"It's my job!" I explain. "Now do your job and quit the laughing!"

"Give me a moment," John said, laughing more while everyone in the room glared at him annoyingly. "Okay, I'm fine now."

"Scene 1732, attempt 222 ," Someone said, snapping the classic white-black-movie-tool-scene-starter-thing.

"Tiny mouse, stop bugging me," Anthony-John scoffed at me, whispering, because it's the quiet place.

"I just need to ask one thing," Lin-me pleaded, because my characters name was Lin, so this is the Lin version of me.

"No," Anthony-John said simply, popping a grape in his mouth as he sat at a small chair in the large room Lin-me called 'The cafeteria'.

It was sound proof, and had two huge tables, so logically it was the perfect place for all the people living here to eat at.

"Why don't you talk to anyone else? Are you gay- uh- le. Gayle? Is your secret name Gayle? I mean, because lots of people have the secret name of Gayle, because it's a great name and I'm not just trying to cover up what I said, I mean, haha, right? Gayle is a cool secret name I guess, is Anthony even your r-" Lin-me was cut off by Anthony-John putting a finger on my lips.

"Stop, you are hurting my brain with your awkwardness, puny lizard," Anthony-John said, eating more grapes, moving his finger away.

"Puny lizard?" Lin-me asked.

"Little lion," Anthony-John continued. "Pathetic rat, minuscule worm."

"I take that offensively," Lin-me gasped. 

"Smelly sloth," Anthony-John glared a me teasingly.

"W-Well YOUR SWEAT SMELLS LIKE CINNAMON! Dang it-" Lin-me said as John stood up to leave, finally not laughing. 

Anthony-John gave me a small smirk, obviously aware that I was helpless for him, he stroked a finger across my chin, then left, leaving me frozen in place, staring after him. 

"CuUuUuUt," Someone shouted, I'm guessing Jefferson as he was like the lead-filmer-guy.

"We will reconvene after a brief recess," An authoritative voice declared, and everyone got up to leave.

"Alex," John said from where he had walked off-stage. "I wanna show ya something!"

"Okay," I smiled, running over.

"Come," John grabbed my hand and led me through a hallway.

"Where are we going?" I asked innocently.

"Somewhere as beautiful as you," John smiled. 

"So a dump?" I assumed.

"I meant somewhere super beautiful," John laughed.

"Aw," I grinned.

After a while of walking through the halls of the mansion, which was mostly copper ceilings, oak floors and peacock blue walls, we finally went outside. 

Breathing in the fresh air of winter, actually it was the very beginning of spring and the snow melted, leaving behind large puddles and water everywhere. But I refused to admit it was spring, because that meant a storm was coming soon. And the first spring storms where always the worst.

John pulled me along the gardens of the mansion we stayed in for the film, which was really close to ending. Then, because my brother is AMAZING, we will have another job for a movie. This time, Jefferson won't be filming and Eliza AND Peggy will be in it (Peggy has gone off to being a famous Pop singer, this next film is a documentary on her quick rise to fame). She even passed Billie Eyelash on the popularity list a month ago!

The two of us walked along the sidewalk, then through the gardens, and finally John sat down at the end of the dock. I sat down with him, keeping my feet up on the wood while John dangled his off the edge of the dock.

John smiled at me and gave me a sweet kiss on the lips. I blushed and returned the kiss. That escalated into a small make-out session but we're not going to describe that on this family friendly book.

"Alex," John muttered, resting his forehead on mine. "Can I ask you something?"

"Anything," I whispered.

"Okay um," John started as I stared at him expectantly. "No homo, but will you marry me?"

He seemed to be in a daze from our kissing, I was too. I blinked many times until I snapped out of it.

"Wait what?!" I gasped.

John blushed lightly as he looked me in the eyes.

"I was not expecting this," I admitted. Wow.

"Alexander Hamilton," John began, lacing his hands with mine. "No homo, but I've loved you ever sense I laid my eyes on you at that Caribou Coffee. You are an amazing, smart, kind, talented person and I know I'll never be good enough for you, but will you marry me?"

I rested a hand on his cheek and then whispered into his ear;

"Oui."

John smiled widely as I gave him a small kiss. I watched as he looked behind him and reached his hands over the edge if the dock to grab something. I stared intently as he picked a couple cute white flower buds growing in the shallows and tied them into a small ring which he placed on my finger.

"I'll get you a real ring later," John smiled.

"No, John, I love it," I couldn't keep my smile off my face as I stared at the perfectly woven little flower buds.

"I love you so much," John said.

"I love you more."

(A/N Another terribly written chapter published! Probably will take me a month to make the next chapter due to life)