Author's Note: Okay, first off I would like to say I am so sorry for not updating in so long! I went on vacation with AimlessGirl for a week and didn't even write a thing! Scary right? Anyway, I tried to get this out before I left, but I couldn't unless I was really mean and gave you a cliffhanger. I tried, I really did. Oh well. Ce la vie.

Disclaimer: I've officially ran out of all my funny disclaimers….that sucks…Laugh anyway!

IMPORTANT! I made up the names for Cindy's kids. I really have no clue what the names are. But I like the name Broc.

Mark's POV (Monday, The day of the dinner *dramatic music*)

"MARK!"

Rolling over I pulled the covers over my head.

"MARK!" The door opened, letting in light, and I was extremely happy I'd hidden under the covers.

I groaned. "What the fuck do you want Maureen?" I yelled back.

I heard light footsteps and suddenly my blanket was gone. Maureen stood at the side of my bed, hands on her hips and a glare on her face. Maybe I shouldn't have said that…

"Get up. We have to get you ready for tonight."

I groaned again, looking at the clock on my wall. "What the hell Maureen? It's six o'clock in the morning! We aren't leaving until three. How long could it possibly take to put on a sweater and some pants?"

The drama-queen huffed and walked out the door. I followed, fearing for my life if I didn't. "Uh…Maureen?" I started carefully. "W-what are you doing that could possibly take this long?"

Maureen kept walking and led me to Mimi and Symphony's loft. "We need your advice on what to do with Sym. For your parents." She didn't look back.

Walking into Mimi and Symphony's loft I was surprised to find it virtually empty. Looking around I saw a small slit of light coming from the crack in the door to Mimi's bedroom. Maureen began to walk towards it and I followed. Maureen spun around.

"What do you think you're doing?"
"Uh…going to see my girlfriend?"

Maureen glared at me. "No you're not! It's like the oldest rule in the book! No seeing the bride before the wedding!"
I threw my hands up in protest. "We're not getting married…" I looked at the ground. "…Yet…"

Maureen scoffed. "Close enough." Without another word she turned around and slammed the door in my face. I heard the deadbolt click into place.

"Close enough? How is this even close?" I yelled through the door. "How is this even…" I trailed off when the door flew open.

Symphony was standing right in front of me wearing black dress pants and a vibrant silk green blouse. She looked…stunning wasn't even the right word.

"Sym…you look…wow…" I blinked a few times. "Wow…" I couldn't even form a coherent thought.

She looked down and blushed. "Um…thanks." She opened her mouth to say more but she was cut off.

Angel slipped around my beautiful girl friend and stood on her toes to glare at me. "You're not supposed to be here."

I stretched to shoot dangers at Maureen past her. "You mean I could have gotten at least two more hours of sleep?"

Symphony poked her head over Angel's shoulder. "Hey, I've been up for an hour already. Consider yourself lucky." As if on cue she yawned.

Angel spun around to face her. "Okay, back in we go. We still have to do hair and make-up and something else I'm sure I've forgotten." The drag queen slowly herded every one, minus myself, into the bedroom.

I frowned. "Wait, so what am I supposed to do? Maureen said you needed help."

The door opened and Maureen stuck her head out. "I lied."

"Maureen! Now what am I supposed to do?"

Maureen scoffed. "Whatever the fuck you usually do. Go film or kill Charles or something." I heard a loud yell from the other side but couldn't quite make it out. "Scratch the second one. Sym's already having a heart-attack." Another muffled yell. "Okay! Gotta go." With that she slammed the door in my face.

Sym's POV (Like seconds later)

"Maureen! Why would you tell him to do that?" I threw up my hands.

"HEY!" Mimi yelled almost dropping the lipstick that she had been trying to put on me. "No moving unless you want your lips to go all the way to your ear."

"Sorry." I muttered.

Maureen shrugged. "He won't do it anyway. He's too busy freaking out about this. Probably should've let him sleep."

Angel walked in from the bathroom carrying a straightener. "Why did you wake him up?"

Maureen grinned. "Just to bug him."

Angel chuckled. "Why do you pick on Mark so much?"

"Because if I picked on Roger Mimi would kill me and Collins doesn't react." Angel shook her head grinning, but said nothing as she began to straighten my hair.

Mimi stood back to admire what felt like ten sticks of lipstick on my lips. "What about the one time you bedazzled his beanie?"

Angel laughed. "That was great. He literally spent hours picking those things out of that hat of his. It has tiny little holes everywhere if you look hard enough."

"Because we've been up close and personal with Collins's hat." Mimi joked.

Angel gently flicked her. "I would hope not."

Fighting to control my smile I said, "I have a feeling we only got up so early so you three could gossip like teenagers."

"Pretty much," All three said in unison. We all laughed.

Hours went by and our conversation wandered to multiple topics. It felt really comforting to be surrounded by my friends who didn't have a care in the world. They relaxed me. I looked at the clock. "Hey guys, it's 4:50. We're leaving at 5:15 to get there at 5:30."

Angel waved it off. "We're almost done; we just need to make sure Mark can speak when you're around."

Mimi giggled giving me an once-over. "Yeah, he's screwed." She walked over to the other side of the room and pulled out a full-length mirror. "Well, what do you think?"

I literally felt my mouth drop in surprise. There was no way this was me. My hair was a bob, flipped in towards my chin. Angel and Mimi had chosen to go with the natural look for my make-up and you could hardly tell I was wearing any. My teal green blouse ruffled from the middle of the collar, which was much lower than I was comfortable with. For the bottom I simply wore black dress pants.

Angel walked around and, grinning placed a pair of shoes in front of me. "Uh, Angel?" I squeaked looking at the five-inch boots she'd set on the floor. "How am I going to walk in these? I can't walk in flip-flops!"

Maureen grinned. "I guess you'll just have to hold on tight to Mark so you don't fall."

I swallowed suddenly sick to my stomach. "And no offense, but they look like Mimi's boots she wears at the club. Mark's mom's going to flip."

Mimi laughed. "Were do you think we got them? Trust me, you'll be fine."

There was a knock at the door before Mark walked in. "We need to—" He froze instantly when he saw me.

I looked at Mimi who giggled. "I told you," she said walking over to Mark. "Breathe in, breath out. Breathe in, breath out."

The filmmaker glared at her. "That was uncalled for."

Angel laughed. "But funny, you have to admit it was funny."

Mark crossed his arms, but I could tell he was just humoring them. "I'm not admitting anything."

"Not even the fact that your girlfriend looks utterly fabulous?" Maureen fished.

Mark smiled a bit and walked over to put an arm around my shoulders. "Okay, so that I will admit."

Mark's POV (Outside his parents house)

Sym meeting my sister couldn't have gone worse. While Mimi had walked to my parents with us for 'moral support' I secretly believe it was to get gossip to tell the others.

Before I could even say a word Cindy practically killed me with a monster bear hug. It was almost worse than Angel's was, almost but not quite. As soon as she was done she started talking non-stop. " Is this her? Aw! She's so cute." To my dismay she reached out to pinch her cheek.

"Uh, Cindy? That would be Roger's girlfriend, Mimi. She walked over with us." I fought for control of my voice. Great, I'd been here all of two minutes and I was already ready to scream. And Roger wondered why I never went home for the holidays.

Cindy laughed. (I didn't see the humor in this.) "Oh wow! That must be embarrassing for you Marky!"

Mimi chuckled. "Not as embarrassing as you calling him Marky," she snickered so only Sym and I could hear before she walked off. I really hopped this wasn't an indication of how the night was going to go.

"Mom and Dad are right inside." Cindy went on leading us into the house as if I hadn't lived here for eighteen years.

"Did you bring Marcy and Broc?" I asked slipping off my coat and taking Symphony's.

Cindy laughed. "Of course! They wanted to meet their new aunt!"

I blinked. "Cindy! We met like a month ago!"

Symphony shrugged. "So? Collins and Angel knew each other for about five minutes right?"

I gaped. It was the most forward thing I'd ever heard her say. Ever. "T-true." I swallowed and ran a hand through my hair. "Well," I took her hand and walked slowly towards the door to the living room. "Shall we?"

Author's Note: Okay, before you all kill me I would like to point out that I could have left it like this for a week. Now it'll be like this for a few days, just because I have school. Now you may start an angry mob! *Runs away*

Peace, Love, Iggy.

Kierstin