Normal | Scott McCall

9

"How were you convinced that the supernatural was real?" Stiles asked, after calling Rita. He had video called her, knowing she was getting ready for a wedding.

"Michelle tried to tell me but I wouldn't believe her until she wolfed out and almost attacked me." Rita said. Stiles sighed out of frustration and hit the wheel.

"Why? Who are you trying to convince?" Rita asked.

"My dad." Stiles.

"Just show him but make sure he doesn't get overwhelmed- he won't believe you if he's overwhelmed." Rita said.

"With all the cases that he can't solve, I think he's going to be overwhelmed whether I tell him or not." Stiles said.

"Then maybe you shouldn't tell him. Maybe you should let him find out for himself." Rita shrugged. She was trying to help the most she could but she knew that what she was saying wasn't the most helpful.

"Are you going to the recital?" Rita asked, not wanting Stiles to worry about telling his dad about the supernatural.

"Yeah, I have to. Duty calls. Jude's lucky he's got a family thing." Stiles said.

"Avni, are you ready?" Mr. Singh asked.

"Yes! I'll be right down." She replied, putting in her nose ring.

"I have to go. Bye, Stiles. Good luck." Rita said.

"Bye, Ri. You look beautiful!" Stiles said. Rita smiled and waved at him before hanging up. She fixed her head piece and slipped on her flats that matched her sari before going downstairs.

"Oh, the twins are matching again!" Mrs. Singh cooedp as the siblings stood next to each other in their matching mustard yellow wedding outfits. Mr. Singh smiled at his kids and pulled out his phone to take a picture. They went to their dad's white station wagon and their dad started driving. Their mom began reminding them of some Hindi phrases. Mr. and Mrs. Singh were first generation born and knew some Hindi but not much leading to them being unable to teach their kids Hindi well. The two knew some phrases but understood it more. They got to the venue and saw a bunch of familiar relatives. The twins prepared themselves to be called by their middle names and to be spoken to in Hindi.

"Padma! Vishal!" Jude and Rita's grandmother greeted.

"Hi, mama." Mrs. Singh, Padma, smiled as her mother hugged her. The old lady looked at the twins and gasped.

"They're beautiful!" Their grandmother said, hugging them and giving them kisses on the cheek. All their aunts and uncles noticed them and gathered around the two teens to greet them.

"Sorry we missed the ceremony, Anjali." Mr. Singh, Vishal, apologized. The two teens saw their cousin, the one that was getting married and rushed to her.

"Dahlia!" Jude called out. The girl turned to them and gave the two a big hug.

"Congrats, dude! You trapped your man!" Rita laughed.

"You're so hot, what the hell?! I thought Jude would be the hot one." Dahlia said, touching Rita's hair. Rita smiled and gave Jude a smug look.

"Actually, people consider me the hot one." Jude said.

"That's not what your friends say. Even Allison thinks I'm hotter." Rita said, crossing her arms.

"It's because she has boobs." Dahlia's now husband, Nick, said. Jude nodded and gave him a handshake.

"No way, she barely has any." Dahlia said. Jude laughed and Rita crossed her arms over her chest.

"Avni, Anish. Let's go to our table. You can talk to Dahlia later." Padma said. The twins waved goodbye to their cousin quickly and followed their parents.