Not So Perfect

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All of my family drove back home after the party yesterday - minus my grandparents. They wanted to make their visit worth it and join us for our family lunch today.

Landon and Holly spent the night to make it easier on them. I somehow avoided crossing her path now to do it for another few hours.

I start getting ready for the day, making the bed and cleaning up. I'll be driving back when we come back from lunch. I'm not sure where my parents picked to eat yet.

I slip the oversized shirt that I slept in over my head. Making sure my door is locked as I stare at my reflection. A smile makes its way on my face at the sight of my baby bump.

I showed Thomas yesterday when we escaped for a second inside. He was in disbelief, dropping to his knees to inspect it.

Holy shit, he had muttered repeatedly.

I jump at the knocks on my door. Quickly throwing on a summer dress and pushing my shorts down my legs. I open the door to see my mom dressed already.

"Ready to go?" She asks.

I nod, taking a glimpse at the clock in the hallway. "Whose car are we going in?"

I doubt the seven of us will fit in their car.

She clicks her tongue. "You can come with us. Landon is driving your grandparents." She clarifies.

After I've fixed my hair and gotten my shoes on, I make my way outside. They're all ready to go, dressed in their best clothes.

I slip into the backseat of my parents' car. The drive is mainly filled with my mom and dad having small talk. I stare out the window, only talking when they directly ask me something.

We arrive shortly to a restaurant I haven't been to. The grand opening sign hangs over the name of the place. It's a modern building with a lot of natural lighting from the open windows. I like that we can see outside.

We enter the restaurant, all of them talking to each other. I stand beside Landon, thanking him since he held the door open for all of us. Holly waits inside for him, taking his hand in hers.

My dad had made reservations so we're led to a table away from the entrance. Like any other restaurant, there's music playing to lighten the atmosphere.

I sit beside my mother, and across from my grandfather. He's still bitter about my choice to forget about college - for now - I keep reminding him. It isn't final and I'm for certain going to attend. Somewhere in the future but I'll do it.

We order our food which is chaos due to my grandfather being indecisive. We all made our orders simple and he gave the waitress a hard time.

I give her a sympathetic smile feeling bad for her.

"Just pick something to eat grandpa." Holly pleads.

Once that mess is over with we're brought over our food. The entire time they talk about plans for the wedding. I'm okay with being ignored, also curious about when they plan on getting married.

Unfortunately, my whole plan to go unnoticed is quickly ruined. My grandmother brings attention to me.

"Dear, when are you and that young man getting married?"

The same question my own mom asked yesterday. I suppress a sigh being as polite as possible. "Never."

My short response makes her eyes widen. "You're having his child, I hope you don't plan on doing things the untraditional way." She practically scolds me.

Everyone is quiet, watching our interaction. "I do plan on getting married," I say. "Just not to Thomas," I add.

If that wasn't enough to make her eye twitch in anger, she narrows her eyes. Looking at my parents with a grimace.