Role.

Sixteen.

Misha and I had agreed not to let the fandom know just yet. We were going to have to adjust to the relationship first. The only person we were going to tell was the cast, and my family, his family, and my close friends. Other then that, it was to be kept under wraps for another week.

The convention had ended and we were on a plane heading to Kingston Ontario. I sat beside him and fell fast asleep.

We woke up an hour later. It was a short flight luckily. We had my mom pick us up from the other air port with my other brother Dan, who lived in Kingston with his fiancé, Sarah.

I had four brothers in total. Zachary still lived at home, Nick lived an hour away in a town called Peterborough, Dan lived in Kingston, Tim lived in Quebec. They weren't my full brothers though. We had different dads, but were brought up ignoring that fact.

Dan was 30, Zach was 24, Nick was 23, Tim was 29. They were all quite a bit older then I.

My mom ran up to me and hugged me. "God you've grown."

"Two inches mom. I grew two inches." I laughed as she held me tightly. Next was my brother Dan who gave me a props and hugged me, patting me on my back. He always treated me like one of the guys. Last time I hung out with him and his friends at something they called Beer Fest (where they go all the way back in the middle of his friends fields and party in a torn apart/renovated rusty transport trailer.) I got plastered and they had to get Dan and Zach to haul me into the tent. That was an interesting keg party seeing as I drank like a quarter of the keg.

Misha came up behind me holding his suitcase. "You must be Misha! Emily's told me all about you through text." She shook his hand.

"Nice to meet you ma'am."

"Call me Juanita."

Dan held out his hand. "I'm Dan. Her older brother." Misha shook his hand as well.

"Mom, call me Veronica. You know better then that."

My mother flashed me a death glare. "That's the name you were born with. It's Emily."

"Call me Veronica unless you was a bomb on my doorstep." I hissed. Okay, maybe I exaggerated a little... But that's the only way to get through to her.

"Fine." She growled. Dan took my suitcase and I helped Misha with his two bags by taking his carry-on.

We walked over to my moms 2010 Dodge Charger SXT, and she popped the trunk. Misha helped me place the bags in the back.

We sat in the back seat and looked out the window. This was all new to Misha. He hadn't been here before.

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Misha had placed his stuff in the guest room of my house. I then ran outside with him. "C'mon! We're going to be late for their lunch!" I pulled him behind me. We hadn't told my mother yet. We were waiting for the last day. Dan had went home in his truck so it was just Zach, Misha, Mom, and I.

Mom allowed Misha to borrow the charger. This was a surprise visit for my friends. They hadn't met Misha yet and I knew Haley was going to flip her shit. Especially when I told her about our relationship status.

We pulled into the Nicholson parking lot. I stared at my old school and sighed. "Lots of memories here Mish'. Lots of memories." I looked over to the corner where my ex boyfriend and I first kissed.

"That's where I had my first kiss in grade nine."

"He wasn't as good of a kisser as I am, right?" Misha asked.

"No, your way better." I leaned over and pecked his lips then placed on my sun glasses. The snow had melted revealing growing grass. I was wearing a pair of ripped jeans, black ankle boots that had a bit of a heel, and a NCC hoodie.