Chapter 7:

I'm going to hand the story over to Kista, just for a little while. Let's see how she handles it.

Hey! Kista here! So anyway, we had this really awesome block party in celebration of our new neighbors, the wedding, my birthday, and Jill's birthday.
You should've seen it! The Goths, Pleasents, Dreamers, and everyone was there. It was way cool.
So, the first thing Jill and I did was meet the new neighbors, which was fun. There were two kids our age: Rosalie and Eric. Rosalie was into fashion (she wants to be a fashion designer someday), and Eric was really into cars and stuff. Plus, he was way hot.
All of a sudden, Jill gets this dreamy look in her eyes. I followed her gaze to Dirk Dreamer.
"Go say Hi." I said, pushing Jill in the direction of Dirk. She went to go say hi and it looked like they were getting along well. They were smiling and laughing.
I turned to Eric. "Hi. I'm Kista." I said.
"I noticed." he smiled. He had shaggy black hair and peircing blue eyes you could get lost in.
"So what kind of cars do you like?"
"Fast ones."
"Like race cars?"
He laughed. "Exactly."
"Cool. Me too."
"So, you wanna hang out inside?"
"Sure."
We walked inside to find everyone all over the basement! Watching TV, playing pool, talking, Don Lathario was even playing the piano (reeeally badly)!
The couch was taken, so we just sat down over by the stairs and talked.
Eventually, Rosalie joined us.
"Hey guys, wuzzup?" she asked.
"Nothin much." I said.
Then Jill and Dirk walked in, looking at each other all lovey-dovey and stuff.
Aww
"Hey Jill! Dirk! Come join us!" I yelled.
They came over and and joined the circle.
So now it was me, Eric, Rosalie, Dirk, and Jill having a party of our own.
Then Derrick Blu, the town spazz, walked right in the middle of the circle.
"Dude! Move!" Rosalie said.
Derrick looked around. "God?"
"Yes, it's God. I command you to move!" Rosealie replied.
We all cracked up.
"Yes Lord!" He ran out the door and into the street.
"Well that was... interesting." Jill laughed.
We all laughed again until we cried.

Months flew by, Kista and Jill became the best of friends. One night, they were asleep early, so Jake and I had a nice dinner. We were talking when he slid a blue box over to me.

“Omigod!” I whispered.

“Lexie, after we graduated, I never stopped thinking about you. I loved you and I still do. Will you do the honor of marrying me?”
“Of course I will!” I cried. I tried on the ring. It was beautiful.


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We married a month later, just as night fell.







And what would a wedding be without cake?





The girls couldn’t be happier to be sisters.  Kista finally had a dad and Jill had a new mom.

Life was perfect.

Or was it?