26. Last Day

I love Jace. He loves me. We are cute together as you can see. No that doesn't go. I love Jace. He loves me umm… oh just forget it. I am lying in bed staring at the math book I was holding above my head. I still had my cast on. I was getting it off in a couple of weeks. It was midnight and Jace just went home. I had fallen asleep at ten and Jace left then. We had a dinner celebration. I still had no idea what it was for.

The most important thing about today is that well…do you want to guess? Ok fine let me tell you. This is the last day of school. And they gave homework out yesterday how messed up is that? I am going to get up in another seven hours to get up for school. I won't be fresh meat after today. I will be a sophomore. I will be turning sixteen in a couple of weeks then my brothers, sisters, and I are going off to my dads. Yay! Fun stuff.

"Here he comes Mister Basketball superstar your boyfriend and mine, Jace Benet!" Berkley said like an announcer for a show. She then softly screamed pretending to be a crowd.

"Berkley you have a boyfriend. And I hope he isn't it." I gave her a fake mean look. Poor Steven look what he has to deal with.

"Hello Cambrey." Jace said as he approached us. We were at the lovely last day of school. I was standing by my, now empty, locker with Berkley.

"Hi." I replied. I really need to talk to him. For what? I don't know. I just want it to be him and me. He kissed me on the cheek. We went to our same boring classes. I went to math and graded, that is so messed up.

"Cammi what are you doing after school today?" Paisley asked as we walked down the halls of the now vacant school. School had let out over two hours ago but Paisley and I had to stay to do some academic team stuff.

"I don't know probably nothing why?" I asked as we reached the entry doors. We walked out as I replied. Paisley didn't answer and just stared at the only car left in the parking lot besides her own. She turned around and smiled at me. All I could think of is why. School had been let out two hours ago.

"Go ahead I'll text you tonight." She said and walked to her car. I walked in the opposite direction of her.

"Why are you still here?" I asked as I approached the car.

"Waiting on you why else?" Jace asked in a 'duh' tone from his old 60's truck with the white paint chipping off. His window was rolled down. He is defiantly too good. He is like Prince charming in fairytales. I got in the car and we drove off to my house. When we got there all I heard was my mom yelling in French. My mom and dad's family speak French so you get it now.

"Wonder what's going on?" I said as we got out and Jace took my bag.

"Only one way to find out." We walked in the back French doors to find my mother, Mallory, and her boyfriend Carter.

"Hey Carter."I said and the French stopped. Everyone looked at me.

"Hi Cambrey." He responded quietly.

"What's going on?"

"Well your sister has decided she is in love." I saw Mallory roll her eyes at my mother's response to my question.

"That's nice." I said as I got a bottle of water out of the fridge and took a drink. Jace did the same.

"Yes except for the fact that she decided she is going to get married to Carter also." I spit out my water. WHAT! "See even Cambrey thinks it is a bad idea."

"No Cambrey just spit out her water because she is shocked. She agrees with me. Don't you?" she gave me a stare.

"Umm I have to go to the bathroom." I replied. That was a stupid answer. I pulled Jace with me as I walked.

"Yes there is nothing wrong about taking your boyfriend to the bathroom with you!" I heard Mallory yell to me in a sarcastic voice. She wants to get married! That is a big step.

I went to bed after Jace went home, but I couldn't go to sleep. Mostly because Mallory and my mom were yelling at each other. My mom was yelling in French and Mallory's response was "But I love him mammi" because she didn't know what my mother was saying. Ok well she knew some words. The other part, a small part, was thinking about a song. Jace and I needed a song. I just couldn't think of one that was good for us. What song described him? Or us? I'll have to figure it out.

"I do."Jace said as we stood before the preacher. Our hands were intertwined and I was holding a bouquet of flowers but I quickly handed them to what looked like a much older Berkley. Was I getting married? The dream suddenly switched.

It came to a scene where Jace and I were in a house and I was in the living room with my feet up on the ottoman. I looked down and I looked like I was about four months pregnant. Whoa. Are you sure this is my dream?

Jace appeared in the door frame of the living room with a remote in his hand. He pushed a button and a song came on. Reality me had never heard it before. But I know I knew it because recognition filled within me. I mouthed the words.

The dream changed once again. This was a weird dream. It changed to a park scene. Jace and I were sitting on a blanket under a shaded tree. We were much older now probably in our early sixties. We were watching small children run around the park and they looked like my brother and sisters kids. Maybe even our kid's kids.

Jace started humming softly in my ear. I recognized this melody. It was the same one from earlier.

"Cambrey would you wake up all ready it is ten fifteen." I heard a voice.

"Shut up Blake it is summer." Well I think it is Blake.

"How do I sound like Blake?" the voice said.

"I don't know. Hold on." I flipped over to see Landon sitting beside me on the bed. One brother older not to bad.

"Sorry Landon. Why am I getting up anyway?" I asked annoyed.

"Well you know like any other older brother in America I wanted you to go downstairs and kiss you boyfriend," I gave him a look because he was sarcastic and I wanted to know the real reason. "And I might want you to translate French." He continued. I nodded. There it is.

I walked downstairs to find Chase and Devon watching T.V. in the living room. Lauren was asking Blake 'from a guy's perspective' what he thought of her new outfits. She bought twenty; I felt sorry for him.

And besides all the arguing in the kitchen Lydia was eating breakfast peacefully. The fight was funny because half was in French and the only response was in English. How many times do you get that a day? In my house a lot.

Landon and I entered the kitchen. Apparently Mallory and my mom didn't go to bed last night because they had the same exact clothes on.

"Hi everyone." I said and the yelling stopped.

"Cambrey honey why don't you go and see Jace." As appealing as that sounds … no.

"Mom, Mallory is twenty five right?"

"Yes." She answered easily. This was going to be easy.

"I just don't get it mom I," I replied, fake tears welling in my eyes. "mean Mallory is grown and she is even living in her own house. I just don't know why you don't want her happy. That is all I want for everyone in this house." I kept on. By this time everyone in the house was in the kitchen. "She didn't keep you from seeing David. You know why? Because she wanted your memories and scars of heartbreak to go away. Don't you want her to be happy?" I asked.

I was still fake crying and I was doing a pretty awesome job because everyone was looking at my mom mad seeing my perspective. That really is how I felt I just put tears in to make it more believable.

"Honey I do want her happiness but..," she didn't finish. She didn't know what else to say. Say it mom say I'm right! Tears were slowing now so i could see. She sighed looking at me from the rest of us. "Vous avez ma permission de se marier Carter." She spoke. They all looked at me. And I smiled and nodded. Mallory threw herself at my mom and kept thanking her.

Finally the fight is over.

"Jace!" I yelled as the doorbell rang. I was the only one in the house. I answered the door and threw myself at Jace.

"Hi Cambrey. May I ask why you are so excited?" he said as he carried me in the house and kicked the door shut. He sat us down on the couch.

"Jace I found our song." He looked at me funny. "Let me show you." I got off the couch and went to the computer. I typed it in and started playing.

We listened to it about three times. At ten the door opened and my brothers and sisters walked in. "Who's ready for family game night!" I heard Chase yell. Oh god. Come on it is ten can we at least wait until morning? I heard a cabinet open. I guess not. I got up and pulled Jace with me to the living room. I guess we are staring without mom.