The Movie, Part 1 is the eighty-ninth chapter of Zak Saturday's Immortal Love Life. It was first published on March 29, 2016.


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Sarah's POV

It's been two days since Zak proposed to me and we, along with Zack, Selena, Jasmine, Peter, my mom, and the animals, were helping us plan the wedding.

“Hey, since you two are twins, how about you guys have a double wedding?” Mom suggested.

“What?” I asked in disbelief. “No.”

“I agree,” Selena said.

“Why not?”

“Because, Mom,” I said. “A wedding should just be about the two people getting married, not the two groups of people getting married. I want mine and Zak’s wedding day to be ours and ours alone, and not share it with someone else if I don’t have to. I mean, if I did have to share it with someone, it would be with my best friend and my brother, but since I don’t have to, no double wedding. Just a single.”

“Agreed,” Selena said. “And even if we did do that, we wouldn’t be able to be each other’s maid-of-honors, and I want to be.”

“So do I.”

Fisk asked something.

“Yes, Fisk,” Zak replied. “You can be my bestman.”

He cheered.

I laughed. “So, what do you think about a double wedding, Zak?”

“Hey, as long as I get to marry you, I don’t care,” he replied.

“Same here,” Zack agreed.

“So no, Mom,” I said. “But would you do that?”

“No,” she replied.

“Then why did you ask?”

“I just thought that, since you guys are really close, you’d want that.”

“We’re not that close. And weren’t you a twin?”

“Yes. But I hated him. I even arrested him one time not long after I became the Protector of America.”

“Really? Why?”

“It’s not important why. I always knew he’d become a criminal. Anyway, back on your guys’ wedding. Umm, since we’re Immortals, I can have your weddings ready in about six months. Maybe even less than that.”

“Really?” I asked.

Mom nodded. “Yes.”

“That would be nice,” Selena said.

“Oh,” Zak said.

“What?” I asked.

“Well, I heard that it usually takes a whole year for a wedding to happen after the proposal.”

“Yeah. So?”

“Well, I was waiting for months to propose to you on the day that I did so that we can get married on it the next year.”

“Oh. Why that day?”

“You don’t remember that day?”

“I’m afraid to say no, because it sounds important, but no, I don’t remember.”

“That day was the very first day you and I met nine years ago.”

I thought about that for a moment. “Oh my God. That’s right. It was. And that would be the perfect day for us to get married.”

“So, do you want to wait until next year to get married?” Mom asked.

Zak and I looked at each other.

“No,” I said. “But yes, we do.”


“Do we have to?” Selena asked.

“Yeah, because I’m tired of sharing things with Sarah,” Zack said.

“Not if you don’t want to,” Mom said.

“Well, we don’t.”

“Ok. Then let’s work on your wedding day.”


I laughed. Then my phone suddenly rang.

I answered it. “Hello?”

“Hello,” a man on the other line answered. “Is this Sarah Hollinger?”

“Yes, this is she. May I ask who’s calling?”

“This is Eric Coplar. I’m producing a new movie about a man whose an FBI field agent meeting a very poor and homeless, but beautiful and young widowed mother with two very young, still alive, daughters, and he protects them from harm as much as he can. And I would like you to play the mother.”

“Uh, why?”

“Because you’re young, and so is she.”

“How young?”


“Twenty-six and a widow? Why would you want me to play that?”

“Well, you have a daughter, right?”


“That’s why. She might even be able to play one of your daughters. So how about it? You have to audition for it first, though.”

“I don’t know. It sounds like a love story.”

“It is.”

“Well, send me a script. I’ll look over it and I’ll think about it.”


I gave him my address and then hung up.

The script arrived an hour later, being sent down by a bi-plane flying by and dropping it with a parachute. It was kind of cool.

I read over the script.

“So?” Zak asked.

“It’s good,” I said. “The widowed mother isn’t just poor and homeless, she’s also a real badass.”

“Kind of like you. And I mean that as a compliment. So are you gonna do it?”

“Well, it’s a love story between the widowed mother and the FBI agent.”

“Meaning that you would have to kiss him?”


“Well, it’s only a movie, right?”


“Do you want to do it?”

“Kind of. Yeah.”

“Then go for it.”



I kissed him. “Thank you. And maybe you can audition to play the guy.”


“Well, let’s go ask Jasmine if she wants to play one of the daughters.”


It was the most difficult conversation I’ve ever had with her before.

“So I’ll have a new name?” she asked. “And a sister?”

“Temporarily, yes,” I said.

“Cool. I want a sister.”

“She won’t be your real sister.”

“Oh. Then what will she be?”

“Well, she might be your friend playing your sister, and you’ll be playing her sister.”

“Playing? What do you mean?”

“Pretend she’s your sister.”

“I don’t want to pretend I have a sister, Mommy.”

“I know.”

“I want a real sister.”

“I know. And she’ll be your sister, but she also won’t be.”

Jasmine tilted her head to the side. “I’m confused, Mommy.”

I sighed. “I know. Look, can you try to do and say exactly what I tell you to no matter how confused you are?”

She nodded. “Yes.”

“Ok. If you can do that, then we’ll be ok. Hopefully.”

Zak laughed.

“You’ll be helping,” I told him.

“I know,” he replied.

“You better.”

Really short chapter, but there's a reason for it, which will be explained in the next chapter.

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