Today's the day. Mum and Dad's 15th anniversary, "Geez we're getting old" was Dad's first reaction when he realised. Mum says it's the first time in ten years that her whole side of the family have got together too, since Aunt Danny moved away. I can't remember Aunt Danny, I was only six when she moved, but everyone says she's lovely, that it was a shame she didn't visit more often, although she was a 'big time actress after all' as Mum would say- which I'm guessing means she's been in about two minor advert jobs…
"Sarah can you come help me out in here a sec? I just can't get this bloody dress to zip up! Honestly I can't have put on that much weight since last week!" Mum called.
Mum is by far my best friend. Not that I don't have other friends, of course I do, it's just that I know she'll always be there when I need her the most. She knows how to make me laugh when I'm sad, how to make me feel better when I'm sick. She makes me better.
"You haven't, the zipper's just stuck Mum" I tried not to roll my eyes, but I couldn't help it, chuckling at my mother's tendency to overreact.
"Oh" she laughed. "I guess I'm just a bit excited! Now where are my shoes? NATALIE HAVE YOU SEEN MY SHOES?!"
Today was going to be a long day.
My parents sure knew how to throw a party. It was gorgeous, with roses delicately lining the room and fairy lights casting a magical light over the scene, it was hard to remember we were in sunny old England and not at Hogwarts…
Once the karaoke had started, Mum decided to introduce me to some relatives I had never met. Great-Aunt Julie, who smelled like fish and spoke with a northern accent which she desperately tried to cover up by speaking like the Queen, cousin James who had just come back from Australia and was absolutely hilarious, and then eventually…
"Sarah, this is your Aunt Danny, my darling little sister"
No way. This must be some kind of joke, I thought as I stared into the familiar face of my aunt.
"Vicki, you know I hate it when you call me that, my name is-"
"Danneel. Your name is Danneel." I blurted.
"How do you know that SJ?" Mum said in bemusement "I never call her that"
"YOU'RE DANNEEL FREAKING ACKLES!" I practically screamed. Looking back, that may have been a little bit embarrassing but it's not every day you meet your aunt, who just so happens to be married to your absolute idol.
"I'm guessing you know who my husband is then!" Danneel laughed.
"Hey are you talking about me?" I turned around so fast I swear I nearly broke my neck. All of a sudden I was staring into a pair of eyes that could only be described as fan-fiction green… Holy shit.
Turns out Jensen Ackles is my uncle.
