Hey guys! I'm back. Just to be clear this is ten years later so Ally is about twenty five. And she's getting on the plane to go to the wedding; she still doesn't know Elliot is marrying her bully from high school because she thinks it's a different Kira. You'll see, sh just read XD

"Gate B14 is now boarding," called an announcer through the speakers, making me jump. I was in the middle of reading my book (that was getting really good by the way).

I took a breath as I made my way into the corridor. The line was long and I bit my lip in anticipation. I felt really antsy. For one thing, I was never fond of airplanes. I feared I was going to get in a terrible crash in the ocean or the jungle. It wouldn't matter though because I would be dead. And if I wasn't, I wouldn't survive a day in the wilderness.

The other thing was the more obvious reasons.

I was going to meet my future sister-in-law. I was sure she was nice by the way Elliot and everyone else talked to her. All good things, of course, despite her name. Kira. Every time I heard that name I shuddered. I couldn't help but think of the Kira Starr from high school. That's not possible, I had told myself in advance when I got the call that Elliot had finally proposed to his four year girlfriend. That can't be. Besides, Kira sounded much sweeter than she ever was.

Shaking my head, I gave the flight attendant my ticket. Gripping the handle of my suitcase, I entered the corridor.

I was going home. I hadn't been home to Miami for a long time. After I graduated, I moved to New York to study at Columbia University in Manhattan, where I found a nice apartment and lived with my friend Trish, who I was missing already. But it's not like it'll be forever; just two weeks. Mom bought my ticket for me, telling me she didn't want me to miss the bridal shower or the bachelorette party (something I had never been too). She also told me that on Wednesday we were going to dancing lessons, which was four days from now so in that time I could catch up with family and get to know my new family. Kira. I shuddered again. Stop it! I told myself.

As I boarded the plane, I nodded and smiled to the pilot and took my seat, which was the window seat. I sat there for a moment, my hand cupped in my chin as more people got on and a man sat next to me. I was going to miss New York. A lot. It had really become a home to me; it was just starting to snow, and Miami never got snow. All at once I was happy that I was going to see my family again after what seemed like forever.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket, deciding to call Mom to tell her I just boarded and was taking off in about ten minutes. She answered right away.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Mom."

"Hi sweetie!"

"I just wanted to call," I said, "to tell you I'm on the plane."

"Oh. I'm glad you did. We're all so excited that you're coming! Kira can't wait to meet you."

I shifted. "Yeah? I'm excited to meet her too," I smiled. It wasn't a lie, really, I was excited to meet her. "I still feel bad that I've never met her."

"I'm sure she doesn't mind. You know what's funny? You all went to highschool together."

I cocked my head. "Wait we all went to highschool together?"

"Mhm. I'm pretty sure you guys had classes together back in the day…" she said. I could tell she was looking up and thinking. "I'm pretty sure there was only one Kira in the school because Marino High wasn't that big." She sounded more certain now and there was a small pause. "Well, I have the yearbook right here, I'll check."

There was a few moments of silence through the other line other than pages flipping. I swallowed hard. Please let it be a different Kira, I prayed, biting my lower lip again.

"Yep," she said. "Only one. Kira Starr. Do you remember her, Ally?"

I didn't answer. I felt myself go pale. Memories replayed and replayed in my head, along with We Are The Champions, like a broken record. It was all coming back to me. Everything came back from ten years ago. And it hurt to think about it. I had been trying to erase her memory from my brain for so long and now I couldn't stop thinking about it. It felt like I had been sitting there, thinking about it, for hours but it was only a few seconds. "No!" I protested, ascending up so quick that I felt lightheaded; my head hit the roof of the plane. "NO!"

I was getting off of this plane.

Screw this.

Screw this.

I tried telling myself to calm down and that I was overaggagerating. But it was just so hand to process. Elliot was marrying Kira. Kira. Kira Starr.

I made my way out, taking ahold of my the man's head to heave myself out of there. "Sorry," I apologized rapidly. He looked angry but I shook it off, ready to leave but I bumped into one of the flight attendants.

"Is there a problem mam?" she asked.

"Yes. Yes there is." I took a breath and checked her name tag. "Jessie, I need to get off of this plane," I said, faking a smile. "I just found out that my brother is marrying the girl that single handedly ruined my life in high school so can you please BACK OFF?" I yelled.

"Mam, please just take your seat."

"Please, I-"

"Is there a problem here?" a deep voice asked from behind me. I turned around to see a strong, buff man in front of me. He was tall and had dark hair and brown eyes and his shirt read security. But I was too angry to be afraid of this man that looked intimidating.

"IS YOUR BROTHER MARRYING YOUR ARCH NEMESIS?" I asked rather loudly, causing everyone to turn their heads. It was quiet for a moment in the plane and the only thing I heard was a baby crying.

The man gave me a what the hell is wrong with you look and I felt myself shrinking.

"Pretzel?" asked Kevin, the security guy.

Before I knew it I was sitting in the back of the plane with the Kevin with handcuffs on on my wrists as if I was some sort of psycho. Maybe I was acting like a psycho.

The plane had took off about ten minutes ago and I started rambling on to the security guy about my problems, which I was certain he didn't want to hear."It's just frustrating!" I continued my ramble as I chewed my pretzel. "I mean, there a billions of people in this planet and I get stuck with the antichrist as my sister-in-law!" I sighed. "Just my luck."

"So your brother didn't know about Kira?" he asked.

"No one knew," I said, bitterly laughing. "I decided not to tell anyone. I was a freshman ever since she started bullying me and Elliot was a sophomore. I wouldn't expect him to get in the middle of my stupid drama with her. I mean she's the main reason I moved, so I could get a fresh start, away from it all."

Kevin looked at me and heaved a sigh. "Listen, things have changed since then. You are not the same person you were ten years ago. You are going to stay strong. And hey, it's only two weeks." He paused and smiled. "In that time, you are going to show Kira what you're made of."

I nodded. "Right. Right right. Yes." I took a breath. "Yes. I can do this."

Kevin patted my shoulder and smiled again. "Now that's the spirit!"

I smiled at him. I guess he really did listen to me.

When I finally got off the plane, I grasped my suitcase and made my way to the parking lot where I found my mother followed by Patrick, hot on her heels. "My baby is home," she sobbed, hugging me tightly. So tightly that it was hard for me to breathe. "Five years is too long!"

Once she pulled away my eyes met Patrick's. "Hi Pat. How did you get so tall?" I asked.

He shrugged, smiling, and I hugged him. "I call shotgun!" he was about to race to the car but Mom stopped him.

"C'mon, get your sisters bags," she said, "be a gentleman!"

Patrick rolled his eyes as he took my suitcase. "Kira always let's me sit up front!" he protested. I shuddered again at her name. "We do everything with Kira."

"Oh come on we don't do everything with Kira."

Patrick looked like he didn't believe her as he made his way to the car.

"You're home!" she squealed, squeezing me. My teeth clenched and it was once again hard to breathe.

When I arrived at my childhood home I smiled to myself. Only then I realized how much I missed it. "Lester she's home!" Mom called.

Dad appeared from the kitchen. "Hi sweetie!" he said, hugging me tightly.

"Oh my God you look great you're so thin!" I beamed. Dad was always short and stocky and now it looked like he had lost a ton.

"I've been trying a new diet for the past few months," he told me.

"Ah," I nodded. "Hey, where's Elliot?"

"He'll be here soon. He went out to get his tux with his best man."

"Oh. Okay," I said, smiling despite that way I felt. I desperately tried to persuade myself that Kira had changed. Even if she had changed, I still expected an apology.

"Ally, why don't you get settled in while Dad starts dinner?" Mom asked. "I'm sure you're jet lagged from the long flight."

"Yes," I nodded, making my way upstairs.

"We made a bed for you in Elliot's old room!" she called from the bottom of the steps.

"Okay," I called back, making my way into Elliot's old room where there was a bed with my old sheets. Next to the bed was my dresser with a my old lamp on it. Across from the bed was my desk where I spent hours studying for finals because that was the type of person I was. I set my suitcase on my dresser and the suitcase on my bed. As I unpacked I couldn't stop thinking about how out of all the girls in this world Elliot chose her. He could get any girl and he chose her. I just don't understand.

"Boo!" I heard someone shout. I jumped, dropping my clothes. I turned and saw Elliot. "Don't scare me like that!" I scolded, swatting his shoulder.

"You know you love me," she smiled and I hugged him.

I rolled my eyes. "You're my brother, I have to love you." No matter who you chose to marry. Even if it's Kira freaking Starr, I added to myself, somewhat irritably. "You look gorgeous!" he beamed.

"Thank you," I blushed.

"I can't believe it's finally happening. I'm getting married. Remember we were up in that tree house, swearing we would never get married. I guess things change, huh?"

I nodded slowly.

I looked up when I heard a strangely familiar voice."Hey, Elliot, where's the…"

I froze when I saw Austin Moon, and when he saw me his eyes widened.

The moment I saw him my heart just stopped, and melted all at once. Old memories flashed through my mind. Old feelings. I haven't thought about him in years. And now that he was here in front of me all of it was coming back. My stomach did little flip flops and I felt sick. I spent so much time in high school thinking about him when I should have been paying attention. He was so out of my league.

"Ally, you remember Austin, right?" Elliot asked.

I smiled a little. Then I decided to play it cool. "A little bit, yeah."

"Woah, Ally, you've…" he smiled a little. "Grown up."

I tried not to feel disappointed. "You've grown up, too," I said awkwardly. But he really had. He was taller, more muscular, and his hair was a little longer and shaggy.

Austin ran a hand through his hair. "Oh, uh, where's the bathroom?" He turned to Elliot.

"Straight down the hall," Elliot told him.

Austin looked at me and smiled. He bumped into the wall. "I-I...me hit the wall." He laughed nervously and made his way into the bathroom.

"Oohhh!" Elliot nudged me, wiggling his eyebrow. "He likes youuuu!"

"No he doesn't!" I felt myself getting defensive and angry, kind of like on the plane. "He's just being...friendly!" I crossed my arms.

"Someone's defensive," he laughed.

"I'm not getting defensive you're getting defensive."

He protested but I plugged my ears with my hands. "LA LA LA LA I CAN'T HEAR YOU! I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"

"REAL MATURE!" he howled with laughter.

"Dinner is ready children," Patrick's amused voice said. He was leaning on the door frame, smiling. "And Kira's here."

That got Elliot to leave me alone. He raced down the stairs, leaving me to think about all of this.

"You okay?" Patrick asked.

"Just peachy," I said through my teeth, pushing past him and slowly coming downstairs with Patrick hesitantly following me.

"Are you sure you're okay? You seem on the edge."

"Everything is fine. Don't worry about it," I dismissed. When I got downstairs I heard talking and laughing coming from the kitchen. I heard voices that I hadn't heard in a long time. Those voices belonged to Austin and Kira. I didn't hear or see him come downstairs but he must have in the middle of Elliot and I's bickering. I felt myself heat up when I realized he must have saw me acting like an idiot.

When I got to the kitchen the first thing I saw was the back of Kira's head. She was washing her hands in the sink. She turned her head and the light reflected on her as if she was some kind of an angel. But she was the exact opposite. Who are you fooling? She's beautiful! a voice rung in my head, hurting my ear drums.

"Hello, Kira," I said meekly. Get it together! "You...You haven't changed at all since high school."

"Ally, Ally, Ally," she said slowly, getting closer to me and I tensed,

I nodded. "Yeah, that's me…"

"There's just so much to say," she continued.

"Yeah but I don't want to do it in front of them," I whispered the last part.

"I've been waiting so long to say this."

"You think you've been waiting? Because I've been waiting for quite awhile…"

"I just wanted to say how great it is to finally…" Here it comes! The apology. "Meet you!"

What?!

She hugged me and took both of my hands. "I can't wait to spend the next two weeks learning all about my brand new sister!" she squealed. "Yay!"

Everyone was smiling.

Everyone but me.

I noticed that the reason they were smiling because of their admiration for Kira.

I noticed Austin was smiling, too.

Except he was smiling at me.

In spite of the situation I was in he was still smiling at me with a tilted head. I suddenly realized how bad I still have it for him.

He still is perfect. Kevin was wrong about one thing. Some things never change.