Hi guys, second chapter here, but I didn't really understand how the whole chapter thing worked before so Chapter 1 finished in a bit of an awkward place so sorry about that, and I hope you like this! xx

Danny watched Emma move around the circle exchanging hugs and compliments of new hairstyles or dresses. He'd made quite a study of her in the last couple of years, and he could sense something was wrong, from the way she'd put her arms around his neck instead of his waist when she hugged him and the way her dimples seemed to flicker uncertainly when she smiled at each member of the group.

When the final coffee had been drunk, the group rose and walked the several blocks to the high school, before being met by Sophie's boyfriend Max. Cassie listened intently to the clicking of Riley's heeled boots in front of her. Her mind wondered and she was very glad to have her thoughts interrupted by Emma.

"Cassie?" Cassie looked up at Emma blinking. "Can you come, Cassie?" Emma repeated.

Cassie faltered, "Ummmm, what's this?"

"My parent's wedding anniversary." When Cassie stayed silent Emma rolled her eyes and continued. "It's this Saturday. Sorry for the short notice, but my mom only decided she wanted a proper celebration on Friday night, and she says she needs RSVPs by tonight. It will be pretty simple; my mom and dad's friends, family, a buffet, free drinks and dancing. We can even sneak out, depending on how drunk the adult get."

Cassie considered for a minute before answering, "Is your crazy aunt coming?"

Emma paused, "Which one?"

Sophie scoffed, "Which one? The blonde one. My god I love her. Is she going to be there?"

Emma nodded slowly, perplexed by the excitement of the group.

Max grinned, "I'm totally there. Do you remember that thing at your eighth birthday?"

Emma searched her memory, but honestly her Aunt Phoebe's stories were so multiple she found it hard to remember any specifics.

Max continued, "You had those ponies hired, and she spent the whole time talking to this one, saying that it was against their rights to be tied up and forced to walk around in endless circles. But when she untied this one, it turned out that it was actually a good thing it was tied, 'cause it went on a crazy rampage and destroyed the whole party. The cake ended up worn by every single guest." He grinned again, "How can you not remember that?"

Emma smiled as the memory sunk back until she could picture her Aunt Monica's face as scarlet coloured frosting showered her daughter's new pale blue dress. She laughed at the thought, and listened to the remainder of Phoebe stories her friends had collected over the years.

"So, is everyone coming then?" Emma clarified.

Sophie pondered for a second, "Is your step-brother coming?"

Max looked at her accusingly, and she snorted, "Come on, I'm not allowed to have a minor crush on my friend's older brother, when you can't even come to a cheerleading thing without dribbling!"

"You're on the cheer team, I'm dribbling at you. Not that I dribble." He then added quickly.

"Right. Sure." Sophie answered sarcastically.