Welcome back! It has taken me a while to figure out how I'm going to write this story and how to even start. Sorry it's taken so long! Anyway, here's the sequel!

APOV

Kill me now. Could this be any worse? I was in a dressing room and sitting in front of me was this bright, frilly, pink,...monstrosity. In other words, the first dress Krysta wanted us to try on as potential bridesmaids dresses.

I put it on, still wearing my high tops and walked out where Krysta was waiting with her mother and my mother.(She was trying to emphasize the fact that she thought of my mom as her mom, too. And that after the wedding we would all be one family.) I looked at my mother and her face showed sympathy for the torture I was being put through. She liked the dress about as much as I did. Of course, Krysta's sorority sisters thought they were wonderful.

"These are perfect!" One girl, Kelly, who was Krysta's younger sister, stated.

"I agree!" Brooke conquered.

"I hate it." I said flatly. Suddenly all of the high pitched excitement was silenced. "I'm too pale for this dress."

"We can get you a spray tan." Kelly said.

"I'm not the only person who doesn't look good in this dress." I said. "Brooke's red hair clashes with pink. Lydia's spilling out over this low cut sweet heart. Kelly is the only person who looks decent in this."

She examined each of and realized that I was right. "Next one." She sighed.

We went through dress after dress, none of them getting a unanimous vote. I looked through the racks and tried to find one that would look good on all of us.

"Who's a genius? I'm a genius!" I said, grabbing the perfect dress.

I quickly put it on trying to beat Kelly before she showed Krysta yet another pink dress.

I ran out to where everyone was waiting and Kelly came out behind me. I smiled at my victory.

"Whaddya think?" I asked. "Nude, full length, breathable material. Blush rosettes along the bust. I like it better than the ruffled pink cocktail dresses."

"Kelly," Krysta said. "Could you see if they have this dress in everyone's sizes, just to make sure?"

"Yeah, sure." She said slowly. I didn't mean to upset her, but there was no way I was wearing a pink dress in all of the pictures that would be taken on that day.

"Good call, Analeigh." Krysta smiled.

Thankfully, the dress looked fabulous on everyone, much to Kelly's chagrin. The other girls left while I stayed and watched my mom and Krysta's mom try on dresses.

"Krysta," I asked. "What's your color scheme again?"

"Well, I was thinking very bright colors. Pink, kelly green, tourquoise. But, I think I'm going to make it more subdued now that I've seen the bridesmaids dresses. I like that idea much better. It's more sophisticated, I think."

Thank God, I thought to myself.

After looking for bridesmaids dresses, I did not want to go with Krysta to look for bridal gowns. I think I'll plan to have a headache tomorrow so that I don't have to go.

We purchased our dresses and were finally set free. My mother and I were the first ones to leave.

"God, I thought that it would never end." I sighed as I buckled my seat belt.

"I know." She agreed. "It was painful just having to watch."

We both laughed, having a rare moment where we were on the same page for once. I loved those moments.

We went home and crashed from exhaustion. Neither of us enjoyed that much social interaction, especially at one time. I laid out on the couch and finally got to relax.

"You look like you've been through Hell and back." Chris said from the arm chair.

"I feel like it."

Shortly after the engagement, Chris moved in with us. He put his townhome up for sale so that we could use that money to put toward a new house. (Although, I didn't see why we had to sell our house. It had plenty of room and it was already furnished. I was still trying to talk them out of it.)

The house was quiet until the phone started ringing. My mom answered and soon handed it over to me.

"Analeigh, your father's on the phone." She called.

I grabbed the cordless phone on the endtable and picked up.

"Hello," I answered.

"Hey, Analeigh." Frasier said cheerfully. "How are you?"

I then proceeded to tell him about my hellish crusade in the bridesmaids department.

"That sounds awful." He said with mock sympathy.

"It was." I said seriously.

We continued our routine chat until dinner was ready. He told me about work and how Niles and Daphne and the rest of the family was. I informed him on life in Boston and everyone at Cheers. We talked about the excitement we shared for his visit in a few weeks. Even though it was technically to work out a custody agreement, we planned to spend plenty of time together while he was in town.

"Analeigh," My mom peeked her head in. "Time to wrap it up."

"Okay," I said. "Well, I have to go. Dinner awaits."

"Okay," He laughed. "I have to get back, also. My lunch break is about over. I'll talk to you later. I love you."

"Love you too." I said, taking a pause. I decided to go out of my comfort zone a little. "Talk to you later, Dad."