Disclaimer: I do not own the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants or any of its characters, however most of the ones appearing in this story will be ones I made up.
"The world is round and the place which may seem like the end may also be the beginning."
-Ivy Baker Priest
Prologue
It all started twenty-five years ago. When four girls formed the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants to celebrate a pair of jeans that would connect them through their first summer apart. The group shared laughs, love, and lessons through their first summer with the pants.
They spent the last two summers of their high school career with the pants as well, learning secrets, forgiveness, and how to have open hearts in that time. The next four years brought about college, with the school years apart, they still managed to work the pants in during the summer.
Sometime after that, however, they grew apart from the pants. They grew older, they had kids and the pants remained in the closet of one of the members, until once a year they would ship the jeans to another member.
It started for us, however, when we were sixteen. We weren't close, only knew each other through our moms and their special friendship. But, we had all, ironically, been born in June. We were the June's, our mom's were the September's. The beginning and the end of the summer.
The first week of June had brought Lainey, the daughter of Bridget. The girl was, as far as I could tell, exactly like her mom. She loved soccer, she was exuberant in life, and she had that same famous hair of her mothers. She put everything she had into everything she did. The best word to describe Lainey? Adventurous.
Next, had come Bailey, the daughter of Tibby. Bailey was more like her dad used to be. Didn't have many friends. She was skinny, pale, and had glasses. She liked to read and write and was pretty much the most intelligent person I had met that was my age.
The third week brought Sarah, Lena's daughter. Sarah was nothing like either of her parents. While both her parents were shy and reserved, Sarah took after her aunt. She was loud and had a great personality. The one thing Sarah had in common with Lena was looks. Sarah looked exactly like her mom. Same face, same build, same hair. The only difference was, Sarah had never been afraid to flaunt it like her mom had been.
The end of the month had brought me, Vanessa. I looked nothing much like either of my parents. And didn't really have either of their personalities either. I was a listener. In fact, I wrote the advice column for my school newspaper. I was down-to-earth and practical and just all-around didn't get overly emotional. Which, I had been told was nothing like my mom. I also had this dark brown hair and incredibly blue eyes that I had never seen on either of my parents side's before.
Anyways, the beginning had been 25 years ago, the beginning had been our moms, the beginning was now rebeginning with us.