The New Fosters: A Brallie Story

Chapter 58

Callie's POV:

I cry as I watch The Lucky One on the floor in my bedroom after they left. What am I going to do without them for six months? Brandon and Ty, my fiancé and my brother, are my best friends. It' summer, so I don't even have school to busy myself with until fall where I will be at Stanford University majoring in photography. I only got in because Lena's father is friends with the admissions officer and got me an interview. Without the Fosters I wouldn't be going to such a great college, maybe even college at all, or my fiancé. I truly believe that everything I have gone through so far has been completely worth it for the family I have, the Fosters and the Armstrongs.

The movie ends and I'm on the floor curled into a ball sobbing. What have I been turned into? When did I become this girl that sits around and cries constantly? Or one that begs for her boyfriend not to leave her? Okay yes, I had a pretty good reason, but I am not that kind of girl. I do not beg for anything.

I sit up, wipe my tears, and grab a note book. I start writing.

Wedding To-Do List

1) pick a date

2) get a dress

3) make an invite list

4) get invitations and send them

5) get a caterer

6) get a band

7) find a venue

8) find a florist

When I can't think of anything else, I stuff the notebook into my purse and run down the stairs. I've found what is going to keep me busy and my mind off of the boys, planning my wedding. I grab my keys off of the hook by the door to the garage and hop into my car. I drive around the block to the Fosters and walk inside the house to the kitchen.

"Moms?" I call as I get to the kitchen doorway.

"What up sweetie?" Mom (Stef) asks as I walk in and sit on the stool, setting my purse on the counter. I can see that she's been crying and I want to hug her, but she' slough like me and I know that she wouldn't want me to call attention to it plus I'm sure that she can see that I've been crying too.

"After the boys left I was sitting in my room feeling sad and sorry for myself. Then I realized that I haven't even thought about wedding planning. The thing is, Brandon wants to have it right after he gets back from boot camp, in six months. To me that seems like forever, but from what I understand that is, like, no time to plan a wedding. So, what I came to ask you is, will you please help me? It'll keep all of our minds occupied and I really want and need your guys' help. Please?" I explain and ask in one breath.

They smile at me. "Of course we would love to help you." They say.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you! I have no idea where to even start but this is the quick list I made and then I got stumped." I say as I take out the notebook and throw it onto the table.

"No worries baby girl." I smile. "Now, when do you want to go get your dress?"

"I don't know. Do we have to make an appointment or anything?" I ask.

"We can, but we don't have to. You can just walk in."

"Can we go tomorrow?" I ask hopefully.

"Sure honey. You should invite Helen, she is your adoptive mom after all. Do you want to invite Mariana? I think she is upstairs if you do."

"Good idea, I'll invite both of them. I'm gonna go ask Mariana now. I love you guys." I tell them. I kiss them both on the cheek and then run up the stairs to the room that I used to share with Mariana. I knock quietly. "Mariana?" No answer. I knock harder. "Mariana!" The door opens and she looks at me with her cell phone pressed against her ear, annoyed.