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They all had the same reactions.

"Heath and Fly?"

"What?"

"MARRIED!"

"Can you believe it?" Perri laughed down the phone to Matt.

"Heath and Fly", Edge chuckled, as Bec rambled in his ear.

"They were the last couple I thought would get married!" Bec said.

"I expected Anna and Joe to get married, personally", Matt said to Perri.

But reality had set in. not only did their mishmash group of friends have a child in the mix; they were tossing in a wedding.

Making a drama out of things was the way they were- Fly breaking the carwash (resulting in the seven of them giving up a whole Saturday to wash cars by hand), Edge leading himself off the tracks and spending the night in the Australian bush (SES services were called, as they paced the big boarding house frantically), Bec having her head stapled back together after surfing while her temper took control of her body (after that incident, it was made a rule in the Solar Blue house- don't surf while you're angry).

Five RSVP text messages were sent, all to Fly, with a message along the same lines:

A wedding? Why didn't you tell us!

"I knew they'd react this way!" Heath chuckled- he was still the stirrer of the group. "when do you think we should go to Blue Water next? To work everything out with the gang?"

Fly smiled down at her phone, typing out a message.

Wanted it to be a surprise :) can everyone make Blue Water on the 30th?

It was a little over two weeks away- just the right amount of time to get everyone ready for the trip. They were still scattered, as they had been when they met each other as sixteen year olds, but not as dramatically.

With Bec in Blue Water, Edge was less than a three hour drive away. Perri was still on the Gold Coast, swapping in between her home there to Matt's home in Melbourne (the pair were even closer than they had been as sixteen year old surfers, Matt's little girl Tahlia bringing them together as friends). Anna was in western Sydney and Fly and Heath lived on the south coast (a far way from both of their families).

"They don't know they're actually going to be in the wedding, do they?" Fly said to Heath, and the brown haired boy shook his head. It had been his philosophy since they first met- don't ask, just tell (one that had gotten him into hot water on several occasions).

Fly was a girl with many sisters- Kate, Jen, Nell, Liz and Josie were all married, and all with at least two children of their own. Fly knew, from the moment that Heath proposed (a spontaneous, out of the blue moment- they had been sitting on the back veranda, bowls of cornflakes in front of them, when he put the question out there. "Hey Fly? Want to marry me?" a ring had been produced, and she had been so excited, she knocked over both glasses of orange juice) that she'd be put in the position where she'd have to choose between her sisters.

But Heath, being Heath, had found a loophole. He always did, really.

"You don't have to choose them!" he said cheerfully, patting her shoulder. "Who wants five bridesmaids anyway, when you can have three? Bec, Perri and Anna. Worked it out already". He nodded, as if it was the simplest thing in the world.

And, in a way, it was.

Bec, Perri and Anna. Edge, Matt and Joe. The ultimate wedding party. The couples they had been when they were sixteen, reunited for the permanent union of a couple.

That night, all seven members of the Solar Blue class of 2005 went to bed with wedding bells ringing, impatiently awaiting the 30th.