I'm Back Baby...

The Reunion

****Nicole's P.O.V. Four years later******

Christy and I were in the pool when we heard some Italian voices coming near us. It was mamma and papa. They weren't our real parents but they were all the same.

"Papa? Mamma?" I called climbing the ladder. I have gained my heavy Italian accent back. Even Christy had a bit of one but hers was unique.

"Oh! Nicky!" Mamma said excited. "You're brother Will is getting married!"

Even though I hated the guy I was happy for him.

"We have your family on video chat, Nic! Venire qui in fretta!!!"

I smirked and rushed over but didn't get into the screen. "I want it to be a surprise when I come. Tranquillo!"

He smiled and went back to the video chat.

I heard someone say, "Who are you talking to?" Janet, aka, old mom.

"It's a surprise," Mamma said..

James, my old father chuckled. "When are you leaving?"

"Tonight." Papa turned to us. "Nic, Chris, Andate e imballare. Ora!"

We dropped to the ground, out of view of the camera and ran to our room that we shared. It was very dog though because Mamma and Papa were very rich and successful.

Suddenly, Christy froze and turned to me. But she didn't say anything.

"What?" I asked and put some of my lacy panties at the bottom along with matching bras.

"You know that means you're gonna have to see Christian again right?" she said slowly.

I froze too. I hadn't thought about him for a couple day now. Once and a while his wolf tried to contact mine but then it stopped after the first year. I had dreams about him every night. And I couldn't help but miss him.

I let out a shaky breath. "I'll get through it..."

She nodded and hugged me. I hugged back tightly and fought back tears.

When I pulled back. "Should I go for 'sexy-bitch-your-never-going-to-get' or 'in-your-face-I'm-hot' dress holding up two really short dresses.

"Hm..." Christy put tapped a finger on her chin. "First one."

The first dress was a royal blue with rhinestones around for a belt, low cut so I had some cleavage to show of, and it was strapless. Then I held up two pairs of six inch heels. One was silver and the other was black.

"Black ones. With the straps."

I packed them and packed all my other clothes. I then brought my curling iron and straightener. Then all my electronics.

"Alright 'red-hot' dress or 'fuck-me-right-now-' dress?" Christy asked me smiling.

"Are you going to get laid at the wedding?"

"Of course I'm going to! So are you!"

I chuckled. "Then go for the 'fuck-me-right-now' dress. With the matching red heels."

Her dress was a little longer than mine, with red draping down the front, spaghetti straps, and an open back.

"I'm curling my hair," I said as I started shaking up my blue nail paint. "You leaving your hair natural?"

"Yeah, I really like it natural. Let me curl your hair?" She started putting on red nail paint.

"Sure." I put on our radio to listen to some music.