So... I did like crap on my exam on Friday, now I've got 15 pages to study for this Friday which sucks and I know I'm late -and I'm sorry for that-.
BUT nothing matters... Cause I'm so in love right now... So so so in love...
Enjoy and review.
We walked down holding hands, mum had announced dinner was finally ready. Everyone stared at our hands once as soon as we walked in the dinning room. We sat next to each other -of course-, I pulled out the chair for her and Jazz rolled her eyes. I grinned at her childish behaviour.
Mum sat in one edge of the rectangular, huge, wooden table, grandma in the other one. My father had made this table when I was a kid for special ocassion such as this, so we would all fit, so it was a pretty big table. Aunt Ivy was sitting by my side, my cousin of 7 years old George next to her, then Jazzie was right in front of Steph, my cousin Leah, of five, next to her, then uncle Daniel by her other side. Believe it or not, there were a few sits left that we would need later for my other relatives.
"Steph..." mum said a bit shyly "Grandma told me you doesn't share our believes..."
"That's right" Stephanie said politely.
"I wonder if you would join us and say grace anyway..."
"Of course" Steph smiled at her and mum smiled back. Well, at least they would get on just well.
Everyone reach out for their neighbour's hands and closed their eyes; mum grabbed Steph's and she held mine. I quickly kissed her in the cheek lightly when nobody was looking.
"For what we are about to receive, may the Lord make us truly thankful. Amen." grandma spoke alone.
"Amen" the rest of us followed her, including Steph.
We all started passing bowls with food, Stephanie staring at us with fascination; this had to be the first real family dinner she ever had. It kind of broke my heart and it made me feel a bit stupid; this was all she ever wished for and all I disliked.
"Babe, do you want potatoes?" I offered her. She looked up at me and smiled.
"Sure" she said.
"So, Steph..." Jazzie said and I looked up at her, giving her a warning look. Oh, Lord, if you are there, pleast do not let her ruin Steph's first family dinner "Why weren't you lucky enough to find somebody else?"
"What do you mean?" my girl asked confused "Dougie's a perfect match"
My relatives giggled a little bit and I felt slightly hurt, though I kind of saw it coming anyway. Grandma didn't even react.
"If by 'perfect match' you mean he's got loads of money, then yes, he is" Jazz said as she raised an eyebrow.
Steph's cheeka flamed with embarrassment "No, I didn't mean that at all"
"She was just joking, of course nobody thinks that" I quickly said as I put an arm around her shoulder, then looked meaningfully at my evil sister "Right, Jazz?"
"Right" she said with way too much enthusiasm to sound convincing.
"So, again, how come a girl like you didn't find someone more... Relievable?" uncle Daniel said, apparently choosing his words carefully. Ok, so I did cheat on my first girlfriend, but in my defense I was 15 and my hormones ruled my body "We gotta make you you're not after his money, as his family we have to protect him"
"I dont need to be protected" I said annoyed, but everyone ignored me.
"Well," Steph turned to face me and smiled, sweetness in her eyes "like I said, he's a perfect match; talented, handsome, sweet..."
Jazzie giggled and inmediately covered her mouth with her hand. She's lucky looks can't kill.
"What?" Steph asked confused again.
"Mr Fart is sweet? she said "Yeah, right"
I looked down at my plate as my cheeks turned red. I am so going to murder my sister... How could she say that?
"Jazz, mind your languague" mum said.
"Fart is not a bad word" Jazzie said and my little cousins laughed.
"Jazzie!"
"Ok,mum" she sighed and rolled her eyes.
"How did you two meet?" aunt Ivy said. We're going to be the subject of the whole dinner.
"In a bar" Steph and I said at the same time.
"Oh, so you like to party, huh? Are you wild?" Jazzie asked her and grandma looked up a bit horrified, waiting for the answer. Never use the word wild in front of her... Jazzie still has some things to learn about her...
"Hum, I wouldn't say so, no..." my baby said as she cut a piece of beef.
"So you're dull?"
"I have a balance" Steph smiled friendly at her and Jazz just nodded. Well, that's the most polite she can be I guess.
"Do you study?" uncle Dan asked.
"You may aswell ask her about her ID number" I mumbled and I know Stephanie heard me, but chose to ignore me as she does most times with I complain.
"Yes, I do, architecture" all my relatives seem surprised for a moment and I was proud of my honey again.
"She's doing great, she's awesome" I said and Steph blushed.
"How would you know? You don't know a thing about architecture" Jazzie said with an evil smile, but I ignored her. Hey, if people can ignore me, I can ignore them too, right?
"When I was young, women used to stay at home to raise their kids, it was men who had to study and work" grandma said "That's how it should still be, now the world's falling apart"
I peeked at Steph from the corner of my eye and waited for the worst; I know her enough to know that, though she doesn't get involved with the subject, she's into all that stuff related to women's rights and she wasn't going to like or approve any of the things my grandma ever said. But she was perfectly calm, looking down at her food.
"And there was no such thing as living in sin like there is now" Oh, God, here we go again... "Dougie, my boy, I'm so proud of you for keeping yourself pure until marriage"
Jazzie closed her eyes to concentrate and avoy laughing, my cousins seemed lost -they obviously didn't understand this particular subject-, and the rest tried to look innocent.
"Sure, grandma, thanks..." I said, then put a piece of beed on my mouth.
"Talking about marriage..." grand said "Should we be expecting any plans for a wedding soon?"
Everybody dropped their forks and knives and waited anxiously but quietly for the answer. I looked up at Stephanie, she was still looking down and blushing slightly. She truly looked like an angel.
"No, not at all" she said.
Her answered surprised me; what's up with the 'not at all' part? Ok, yeah, she's dating me, I know, but I've got surprises too! Like the ring I bought for her as soon as she asked me to introduced her to my family, in a day of pure crazyness when I'd thought that was it, when I had believed I would lose her. I still remember buying the ring with Tom -he helped me to chose one, I don't know a thing about rings-, it was an old and expensive ring, but it was worth it... And I didn't propose to her, but I still had the ring and I was still just thinking about it... It's just that I'm sick of dating and Steph and I are really in love... If she survives this Christmas with my family, then I'll know she's the one. Or if she's about to run away after she admits I was right all along about my mad family, I can also ask her and maybe I'll get a chance to keep this wonderful woman with me. Forever.
Our eyes met for a moment and I just smiled, it was all I could do while I thought of the ring laying upstairs, hidden between my clothes.
She had no idea how wrong she was.