Step-Soulmates

Chapter 1

Chapter 1:
Today is the day of the wedding. The tables are set, the napkins perfectly folded, colors carefully coordinated, flowers decoratively arranged. Everyone is ecstatic. Here I sit in my mother's dressing room at the golf club at which my mother and her husband-to-be are getting married approximately 5 hours and 20 minutes from now. I look up from my phone to my beautiful mother as she gets her makeup done. Everything is perfectly planned out. I will be the maid of honor, Oliver being the best man. My heart races at the speed of light as he briefly crosses my mind. We both knew we were attracted to each other the moment we locked eyes. That was about a year ago. Our parents had arranged a dinner so that we could all meet, have the son and daughter meet before they became step siblings. It went well, maybe a little too well actually. Now, a year later, we actually are becoming step siblings. I don't know how to feel about it. Of course we will be around each other a lot, for god sakes we will be LIVING TOGETHER. But he will be my step brother. And how wrong would that be?! Very, very wrong. Especially if our family found out. I wonder what he is doing now. Maybe tying his father Henry's bow tie while Henry makes fun of him by the look of concentration on his face. Henry is a great guy. I don't think there could be anybody better for my mom. He's loving, funny, caring, sweet, and over all great guy. Plus he is not bad looking at all. All of these traits, of course, were passed down to Oliver. And yes, another problem: I have a boyfriend. Which is not Oliver. His name is Cameron and we used to be great together, we really were. He made me happy, I made him happy. My mother liked him, she thought he was a good influence that would keep me out of trouble. And he was. Plus, his father owns a book publishing company that I was planning on working at next year while in my freshman year of college. All of this, if I stay with Cameron. But honestly, I just didn't feel it anymore. I stopped feeling it when I met Oliver. Oliver was something new. He was wild. He was his own person. He wasn't afraid to push boundaries. And that's what I needed. Hell, that's what I need now. A sense of adventure. Of freedom. To be able to feel like it won't matter if I say something that might upset somebody, or if I do something that wouldn't quite be considered "polite young lady" etiquette. Cameron was just...too good. Always followed the rules, always had to be perfect, always had to be the best. That's been my life for the past 16 years. Complete perfection. Perfect grades, grammar, clothing, hair, makeup, attitude, everything. I need a change. And that change is him. Oliver.