Here's part two. And I'm still not James Patterson

Chapter 2

Dinner that night was tense and quiet and really not worth mentioning. We all went to bed rather early for a group of people who usually stay up most of the night. Once everyone had fallen asleep except me (shocker, I know) I started thinking about the "big news". Jeb and Mom. Married. It's actually exactly what I wished for when I was younger, before Jeb turned evil. I used to dream about my mom showing up and marrying Jeb. Now it's more like a nightmare. It's not that I have anything against marriage in general. Total and Akila's wedding was really… nice. Except for the fact that Fang left me (us) that night. That kinda sucked. Big time. But…

Hello, Max.

Oh, perfect. That's exactly what was missing. A Voice in my head to tick me off so I have no possible chance of going to sleep.

Have you ever thought that maybe this situation is about more than just you?

What the heck? I screamed at it in my head. But of course I didn't get an answer. More than just me. More than just me? As in me and someone else? Me and Fang? Me and Dylan? Was my Voice now becoming a freaking match-maker?

You need to consider your options.

Oh. My. God. The Voice was trying to set me up with Dylan. Again! You know what, I'm going to sleep.

That night I dreamed that we moved to New Hampshire and I was getting married to Fang. Except after we got married Fang peeled off his face to show that he was really Dylan in a mask and Fang was locked up in a closet. Later I dreamed about Dylan Jr. and Max Jr. running around. It was horrible. I woke up screaming in my head and cursing off the Voice for doing that to me. I hope Angel wasn't listening. I was so not ready for this whole "wedding" thing.

Unfortunately, it was very much ready for me.

That morning my Mom gathered up me, Nudge, and Angel, and called her real daughter Ella up on the phone. She wanted to go shopping for bridesmaid dresses later today after Ella flew (like, on a plane) in. She wanted to know if we had any preferences. Bad move.

"How about pink because it really sets off my skin tone or maybe a light blue because that's the color Angel looks best in or purple cuz Teen Vogue says it's so in this season or mmph mmph…" Nudge started, before I got my hand over her mouth. As much as I love that girl, she could turn any saint in heaven above into a lunatic.

"I like green, and plus Max looks really good in it." Ella said

"I think blue would be best cuz it looks good with white, and on me like Nudge said." Angel added.

"Max?" Mom asked.

"How about you go without me and just tell me what you pick." I said hopefully, but knowing that Mom would never ever give in because it was her wedding.

"I'm sorry, Max, but that's just not possible." Mom mandated

"I thought not."