Meet the Hemmings

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The whole car ride to this party I was fiddling with my fingers and bouncing my legs up and down.
Luke places a hand on my thigh and squeezes gently while saying, "Scarlett, relax. They're going to love you."
As much as I want to believe him and relax, I just simply can't. What if they ask about my past? What do I say? What will I relate to them about? Will I fit in?
Before I know it, Luke is opening his car door and giving the valet man his keys. He links his arm with mine and leads me inside in silence.

"Lucas honey!" A blonde lady in a blue dress greets us at the door.
"Hey mum, this is Scarlett. Scarlett, meet my mum."
I shake her hand politely and smile. I guess she can sense my nervousness so she says sweetly, "You can call me Liz, dear." I return a tiny thank you before I'm introduced to a hundred new faces. The ballroom is filled with couples and families. There is a table with refreshments and snacks.

My eyes scan the entire setting wildly and it feels as though my head is spinning. All of a sudden Luke drags me with him towards a large round table. At this table there were 9 seats. 6 of which were filled, 3 were empty. A man stood as we approached.
"Luke, my boy, who's this?"
"Dad, this is Scarlett. Babe, this is my father." Once again, I shake his hand and he appears to be very nice.

"We've saved seats for your mum and you two." He points towards the empty chairs and we take a seat. On my left, there's a young lady and a man who looks almost identical to Luke, with a baby girl in between them.

"Hi! I'm Celeste," the girl waves. "This is Jack, Luke's brother. I'm his wife and this is our daughter Hayley. Over there on Luke's right is his brother Ben and his wife Rachel."
The other couple waved to me as well. Luke kissed my cheek and whispered, "See it isn't that bad right?"
I bit my lip and nodded, despite the fact I was still freaking out inside.

A/N- hey guys omfg I'm the worst at consistency but i swear I will try to update again tomorrow. I feel so bad plz don't hate me and keep reading!

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