I turned sixteen a week ago. I felt slightly different I guess, but not much different. I wouldn't say that I feel fifteen. But then again I wouldn't say that I feel fourteen either.
Right now I'm getting ready for my sister's wedding. She's known this guy for nine years and they are just now getting married. She looks so beautiful. I help my Aunt curl her hair and then do her make-up while my aunt finishes styling it. "Oh Ari, you're so beautiful," I say, tears threatening to fall down my cheeks. She's just so amazing - I love my sister so much.
"Rose please," She rolls her eyes. I giggle, going back to doing my makeup, having finished the basics of hers at the moment. My aunt told me I was in her way so I'm doing my makeup while she finishes Arianna's hair.
I get a call on my iphone as I'm finishing the last touches of my eye liner. "Hello?" I slide open the call and press the phone to my ear.
"Good morning babe," My boyfriend says into the phone.
"Good morning," I reply with a smile on my face.
"How's the preparing going?" He asks me and I can hear Andrew (my sister's soon to be husband) in the background.
"Great, you?" I reply.
"Awesome," He says.
"Lucas, I need you to help me this morning. You remember what we talked about right?" I say, looking at Arianna who is giving me a questioning look.
"Yes Rose. The boys are getting dressed now. I will make sure we are out of the house in fifteen minutes." He responds.
"Good job. Thank you - but I have to go," I inform him.
"Okay, love you," He says.
"Love you too," I answer and then hang up the phone.
"Everything good?" Arianna asks worriedly.
"Perfect," I smile. Lucas and I have been dating for almost two years now and we've only gotten really serious in the past few months. But, from the first date we went on, my sister and brother in-law to be have loved him and so he's a groomsman in the wedding.
I finish doing her make-up and then take out the hot curlers that my aunt put in earlier this morning for me. I shake my hair out a little bit and pin back a few strands and then it's perfect. Done with that, I walk to my cousin's room and pull on my dress, tanning my legs with the lotion and then tanning my sister's arms and shoulders and legs with it as well.
She puts on her heels and I help her slip on the garter on her leg before putting the dress over her head and zipping her up securely. "Are we ready to go? We're cutting it close!" My older cousin Sydney runs in the room.
"Just about. Relax Syd," Arianna says, hooking the tail of her dress to her wrist so that it doesn't trail too much.
"The limo is here, let's go," My other cousin Marissa calls from the kitchen.
Eventually we make it to the wedding and I'm crying my eyes out before my sister even makes it halfway down the aisle. Her youngest son - my youngest nephew runs down the aisle to Andrew before Arianna comes down the aisle and it's so adorable.
The ceremony is really short but really beautiful and I can hardly believe that they are finally married. The reception is just as great and it seems like fate that Lucas catches the garter and I get the bouquet. We dance our dance and all of my nephews (Jeremy who is 11, Aidan who is 8, Caleb who is 6, and Koda who is one and a half) run around and play getting themselves tired.
"This is going to be us one day," Lucas smiles at me, holding my hand as we watch my sister and brother in-law dance together.
"Promise?" I hold my pinkie up.
"Promise," He leans in and kisses me gently.
That night was perfect. In fact, the next few weeks after that were perfect as well. I didn't have to deal with my controlling mother as much because it was summer and Lucas had his license, we didn't have any school work that was super pressing, and Lucas gave me a promise ring. On top of all that, my sister and brother in-law went on an awesome honeymoon where I stayed with the kids while they were gone and felt really responsible.
My sister even won $3000 from a scratch off ticket I scratched (so I got half).
Everything seemed great.
I felt lucky.
But it didn't last long.