I couldn't breathe. I couldn't move. The floor of the garage was hard and cold against my back, even through my shirt, it was cold. His weight was on top of me, crushing me.

"Opie," I cried, "Jax… get your ghetto booties off me! I can't breathe…"

"Take it like a man," Jax said, jumping on top of Opie again, he reached down and began to tickle me.

Tig and Chibs laughed at me and my two best friends, rolling around the garage floor. They started betting on who would win. Clay told me where to hit them but, they held my hands down. And, Piney, well, Piney just laughed and laughed.

At this point, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move, and I ran the possibility of wetting my pants if I kept laughing. "Guys," I said, "Guys… I'm gonna pee my pants!"

That seemed to get the correct reaction.

I had known Opie and Jax since kindergarten. We had been put together in a group for some kind of activity and we hadn't separated since.

"Stop screwing around," Gemma said, peaking over the top of her camera, "Lemme take one half-decent picture."

Gemma didn't usually get emotional but, seeing the three of them together with their big, goofy grins made her a bit weepy. She looked at Jax and Opie who had grown into men. Opie was still growing. And, Gracie, with her big smile, big eyes, and poofy, curly hair that puffed out beneath her cap, in a shower of frizz. She was acting more like Gemma everyday. Her sass and her wit. Her need to take care of Jax and Opie was beginning to show, just like Gemma. Gemma had begun to think of her as her student. Learning the ways of the club, Lord knows that Tara or Donna couldn't do it… take over when Gemma couldn't do it anymore.

Gemma pulled the camera to her eye again, while Mary's face popped up over hers, "Harry," she began but, seeing no response, she tried a different address, "Opie, please take off that ugly hat and put you graduation cap back on."

Mary felt a bit awkward being at Opie's graduation. Two years ago she had run off with Opie, she didn't want the Sons of Anarchy to be his life, like it was Piney's. However, Opie, as expected, came back. Shortly followed by Mary.

Opie responded to his nickname. My mom tried to find something to screech at, too but, she just took the pictures. A barrage of flashes caused us to see spots and rub our eyes. Opie quickly replaced his cap with his black beanie, that I had bought for him a few years back. He walked over to my younger sister, who was now a junior, and gave her a hug. Opie and Donna had been going steady since she was a freshman. Jax walked over to Tara Knowles, his girlfriend, who was also wearing the graduation attire and hugged her as well. Only one thing I could do, look for David. David Hale and I had been together since sixth grade. "True Love". That's what Jax would say, followed by, "Hale and Gracie, sittin' in a tree…" To which I would respond with a slap to the back of his blonde head. I spotted David in the middle of all his football buddies. I stood on my tippy toes and waived to him. He waved back and pushed himself through the crowd. "Hey Gracie," he said, scooping me into one of his gentle hugs and kissing me on the cheek, "Guess we're adults, now."

"Guess so," I said, not really wanting to be adults, "We're having a little barbecue at the garage tomorrow, I was hoping you could come."

David looked at me, "I don't know Gracie," he said, I knew the answer he was going to give me before I had even asked him, "I don't think that's a good idea… you know the guys don't like me."

"I understand, David," I said, disappointed but, not surprised, "Well, if you need me, that's where I'll be."

I wrapped my arm around Tig's. "You look beautiful," he said, kissing me on the lips, he moved his mouth to my ear, "Can't wait to get you home and outta that dress."

"I'm gonna take that as this dress is ugly or we're gonna have a good night," I whispered.

"Good night… great night." Tig said, kissing me one more time.

He looked good in a tuxedo. I never thought I would see the day. We let Gemma and Clay walk a ways down the aisle, and then we started. Jax and Wendy were behind us. I had never seen Wendy so cleaned up before. By the time we were all in our places, Opie standing at the front of the church, the wedding march began. Donna began her walk down the aisle, she looked so beautiful. I couldn't believe her and Opie were getting married, even then.

"Wanna dance," Tig said, more of an order than a request.

I jumped, he had come up behind me and pinched my bottom. "Sure, baby."

Damn, she looked beautiful, Tig thought. The red silky dress flowed down the floor, showing off her curves. He couldn't take his eyes off of her. Her curls were thrown up on her head but, had fallen from a bit of dancing. A trace of red lip stick still clung to her lips. Damn.

Tig took my hand in his, wrapped his arm around my waist, I rested my hand on his shoulder. Quite romantic. Must have been the "mood" because, I had never expected Tigger to ask me to dance, a slow dance at that. I stared at him, looking at his eyes, his hair, his face, his hands that held mine. I couldn't imagine a day without him. Another man jumped into my head, I quickly erased it, him. "You know," he said, breaking me from my trance, "If you take a picture, it'd last longer… just saying."

I laughed, "I love you, Alex Trager,"

"Shit," he said, laughing and pulling me closer to him (which I thought may have been impossible.)

I sighed, "That's not the response I was looking for but, I believe it will do."

Tig and I finished out the night with a few more dances. To my surprise, Tig was actually quite the dancer. ( He even knew the Cha Cha Slide) He had taken off his jacket and rolled up the white sleeves on his dress shirt. With those suspenders, tailored pants, and shiny shoes, I didn't know if I could wait to get him home. One of my Uncles stood up to make a toast. I wasn't listening intently, I picked up on "high school sweethearts" and I felt a pang of jealousy. I immediately thought of David. I felt guilty for being there with Tig, for being with Tig in general. I wondered what David was doing, how he was, if he missed me. I quickly realized that this was not the time to be feeling down. I snapped out of it and convinced Chibs to dance with me, receiving very dirty looks from the two blondes that were clinging to him.

I erased those last thoughts of David and started the Electric Slide with Chibs.