don't kill me!

Sorry!

"Big wedding cake."

Wedding cake

"Got it," Mia said writingit down onthe list.

"Mom, don't worry about writing it down. I'll do it," Katherine said as he grabbed the notebook and pen from Mia. "Oh . . . kay," Mia said. "No problem."

"Right. Well, a beautiful perfect wedding dress!" Rebecca said.

A white table cloth

"Got it."

"Entertainment. Music. Performances. You think we could get a band, asking too much?

man with a guitar- Trent

"Not at all," Jennifer said with a smirk.

"We need a place to have the wedding."

Reserve the garage for the wedding

"Anything else?" Katherine asked.

"Oh! And we need to get the rings!"

Get two onion rings (nice and hot)

"Great!" Katherine said, laughing lightly.

"We're here!" Rebecca exclaimed as they parked infront of the bridal store. Everyone else just rolled their eyes and followed, jumping Rebecca inside. The store was very bright and filled with hundreds of gowns. This made Rebecca more exited.

"Oh, look at this beautiful dress," Mia said, getting the dress out so she can get a better look at it. "Excuse me," Rebecca said. "But you're not getting married. I am. So you just sit over there and watch. Okay? Okay." Rebecca snatched the wedding gown from Mia and went in the dessing room.

At that moment, Mia felt angry just them. She was so rude. Of course she's getting married! But she doesn't have to be such a bitch about it. Arg! How can Michael have chose her over Mia? I mean, Michael couldn't possibly see niceness in this woman. She's evil. She's . . . . Michael's soon-to-be wife. Just weeks away-

"What do you think?" Rebecca said, moving the certain aside and coming down to where all the mirrors were.

"I think the table cloth looks better," Jennifer whispered to Katherine.

"Nice." Mia couldn't care less.

Dress shopping was over after 2 long hours with Rebecca. She paid for her dress, and they were—finally— out of here!

"Okay, girls get in the car," Mia said, closing her door. There was a big loud thump noise just then. Mia looked out her window and Rebecca was on the floor in pain, putting one hand over a large purple bruise. "Oops! Sorry. You should definetly watch where you're going," Mia said. "Just get me home, bitch!" Rebecca screamed.

"Sorry, didn't see you there." Actually she did. She secretly smiled to herself.

"Mia, what did you do?" Michael said, putting the ice packon Rebecca's head.

"I told you! It wasn't my fault! I didn't know Rebecca wanted to drive, I thought she was going to sit on the other seat because she was so tired." Rebecca shotMia a death glare.

"Well, watch out next time," Michael said. "I don't want anybody to get hurt."

"WHAT?" Rebecca snapped. "You're going to forgive her? Her? Michael, she hit me on the head with the car door on purpose! And that's all you say to her, 'don't do it next time.'"
"Well, what so you want me to say to her 'go away forever, I don't want you around anymore because you're dangerous!'" Michael said.

"Actually," Rebecca said. "That's not a bad idea."

"Rebecca!" Mia suddenly began to cry. Tears came down her face, making her feel hurt inside and out. She put both hands on her face crying even more. "Why don't you like me? I'm only trying to be a friend here. I come to Michael's house and all you ever do is making me feel more unconfortable than I already was." Michael put an arm around Mia, trying tomake her feel as confortable. She just kept sobbing on Michael's chest.

"Mia, please calm down. Mia, please. It's okay, it's okay." He patted her back.

"Rebecca" Michael said. "We're going to need to talk later." Rebecca knew. She knew. Mia wasn't REALLY crying. She's just trying to put an act for him. Mia winked at Rebecca, an evil emile creeping across her face. Rebecca just gave her a snobby look and walked away. Mia thought that maybe staying with Rebecca wasn't so bad.

Mia: Hello?

James: Mia, it's James. Where the heck are you?