'Oh my God, you're getting married?' Everyone who's outside turns his head to Milly and me sitting outside the small restaurant. I look away pretending not to know her but I fail badly in that, everyone knows Milly is Chris' older sister at that I am his girlfriend.

Milly is the kind of girl that would ease you when you need her. She is sweet to everyone no matter what. She has the same green eyes and brown hair as her brother. Her hair always waves softly with the wind and it's most likely that she is the prettiest girl in town as well as the most beloved. I can totally understand it. In the past three years Milly and I have become very good friends, almost like sisters. I could tell her everything that I have on my sleeve and she would come up with an advice.

And I must admit that going shopping with her or making our own clothes is fun. She is a master in making clothes.

'Ssshh, Milly lower your voice!' I say.

'But it's great! Everyone needs to know it! They all need to come!' Milly is full of excitement. There is no way I can get her to shut her mouth. Instead I laugh and let her do her thing.

I wish the town was bigger so we didn't need to invite them all, but sadly everyone knows each other here. And that equals to: You are all invited.

'Well,' I say 'You will have to make my dress.' I decide that there is no way I will be able to avoid her nor that she will not be "The party planner".

'Oh yes! Ofcourse! Thank you, thank you, thank you!' It's quite cute how she is so happy and excited. I would say, Imagine me being excited, that 10 times worse normally and then again another 10 times above that because she just heard something that may be considered the best thing ever: You're getting a sister-in-law, congratulations.

I am not even finished with my drink but Milly pulls me out of the chair and takes me with her to her apartment. Her apartment is definitely different from Chris and mine's. Milly's apartment is full of color, like a unicorn pooped in it. Bad reference but it is what it is. I hate it.

'So what do you want?'

'Huh what?' Milly has a her sketchbook in front of her, ready to draw something.

'A dress silly! What kind of dress do you want?' I haven't really thought about it yet.

'Well I it has to be a long dress of course,' All dresses should be long after all. 'I want sleeves that come till my elbows. And perhaps something that covers my collarbone?' I have too many tattoos to cover up but I don't want to draw all the attention to them.

'You should do your hair up! You don't want to cover up the butterfly in your neck after all.' I touch it with my fingers. The butterfly in my neck was the only tattoo I remembered having tattooed on me. But that was just a year ago. The butterfly represents a second life, a second chance. It's the only tattoo that truly has a meaning to me. No one ever sees it but the tattoo continues on my back, it looks like it flew out of my bullet wound. It's the only one I actually like.

'How about this?' She shows a quick drawing of a dress. I fall in love with it. It is perfect, so beautiful and modern.

'Wow Milly I love that! Thank you so much for doing this.' I hug her tightly and she giggles.

'Anything for you sis.' She winks. For a 25 year old girl she's too cute. So full of joy. It's like she is a little girl in a grown up body.

I don't mind her being my sis at all. I love it.

I am truly sorry for making you all wait! I have been busy with school and my magazine all week! If you want to see my magazine just google TMK magazine.

Anyway an exciting chapter is coming! And it will be from a different point of view ;) I hope you enjoy this very cheesy chapter.