AN: It's happening. I'm graduating the eighth grade this Thursday!
I know some of you are thinking, "Holy sh-t, that's an eighth grader?" so I'm just going to say it.
I'M NOT ANY MORE! MUAHAHAHA!
Chapter 25
Kris
Noel has gon on full babble mode lately. Sometimes we can't even get her to shut up. Today, Emmett and Jasper were arguing over who goes first to hunt. Let's just say the argument got a little heated.
"Emmett και Jasper αγωνίζονται εκ νέου*," Noel announced in perfect Greek. I groaned and rubbed my forehead. It was barely six in the morning!
"Edward! I swear I'll kill you for exposing her to another language!" Marigold screamed. Somewhere upstairs, I heard Edward's shocked yell and a muted thud.
"Doggy!" Noel shrieked as Jacob intervened in wolf form, pulling Jasper away by the neck.
Caleb crawled into the kitchen. He watched his sister giggle with awe.
"Je veux du lait**," Noel demanded in French.
"You're up early," Brady noted, picking Caleb off the floor and sitting him on the kitchen counter.
"It's Dillan's trial today," I muttered, glaring at my coffee.
"That explains the pencil skirt. You look great, hon."
I turned to glare at him. Brady looked away quickly. He muttered something in Quileute.
"Brady! No!" Marigold yelled, but it was too late.
Noel began to babble in Quileute. I groaned and let my head hit the table.
"Sorry," I heard Brady apologize, ducking out of the room before Marigold could throw something heavy at him.
"Marigold," I chided as a frying pan flew up and stalked my boyfriend. The pan fell with a clang.
"Sorry, Kris, I'm not a morning person."
"Neither am I. Are we all ready?" I asked loudly. Alice came in, all dressed up, energetic, and holding a folder.
"I have some pictures in here," Alice announced.
"Drop them. The police have plenty," I grumbled.
"Okay. Hey, Noel!" Alice yelled.
Noel looked up, chewing on her Raggedy Ann's arm. Alice quickly took a picture of the startled baby girl and stored it in her pocket.
"What is that for?" Marigold demanded.
"Something," Alice answered, looking away.
"I'm here!" Brady yelled, running into the room with a dress shirt and pants on. I stiffled a giggle.
Musclular men and dress shirts do not mix well. Poor Brady looked like he was stuffed in blue silk.
"Okay, let's go," Alice said, swinging her Porsche's keys on her index finger.
Brady
"We find you, Dillan Inderson, guilty of all charges," the judge announced. There was a sigh of relief on our side, and Dillan's outraged yell on the other.
"Your honor, please! I'm innocent!" Dillan pleaded. Kris sighed and leaned into me. I held her tightly.
Mai
Kris and Brady came home about three hours after they left. Rosalie was beside me, holding different types of fabric in different colors against my arm, trying to find the best contrast. Erin was staring at my frame and sketching a design in her notebook. Renesmee was beside her, occasionally pointing out some detail of some sort. Alice rushed to my other side, digging through the fabrics Rose hadn't touched yet.
"Aha!" Alice exclaimed, pulling out a satin, silvery fabric, holding it against my skin.
"Alice, it's perfect!" Rose yelled, dropping the red fabric she had in her hand.
Erin came over with the notebook, holding it to her chest.
"You!" She hissed at Collin, "Out! Out, out, out, out, out!"
Renesmee pushed Collin out the door. Erin flipped over the notebook, showing me the dress.
The skirt was long, but ended with an assymetrical cut. The neckline was a deep v-neck cut. The skirt seemed to build near the waistline, held up by a white rose pin. The sleeves were short and flowy, ending at my elbows.
I loved it.
"Erin, it's perfect!" I squealed, hugging her.
"I'm glad you think so," she said, self-satisfied.
"Guys!" Brady yelled, bursting into the room. I checked to make sure Collin wasn't still there. He wasn't.
"Brady, what is it?"
"I need your help!"
"On?" Rose asked.
"A ring."
AN:
Dun, dun, duuuuuuun!
Aw, what do you think he's gonna do?
Duh, propose. But other than that, how do you think he's gonna do it? Send me your ideas, please! I want the proposal to be perfect, but not too cheesy. I'm saving the cheesiness for Brady. The setting and time must be just right, though.
I was being my random self today and happened to look up "Kit Kat flavors" on Google. I came across a lot.
Some were good: Caramel, white chocolate, triple chocolate, coffee, vanilla...
Some were very strange: Watermelon, orange, mango, pumpkin, apple, banana...
And some I can't even imagine anybody eating: Bean, green tea, and CORN.
Who eats corn-flavored chocolate? LOL!
I also came across a picture of strawberry icing covered CHEETOS. In a BAG. Ew! Who would buy that? No offense to anybody who would.
If you don't believe me, Google Image "Kit Kat Flavors" or "Strawberry Cheetos."
It's pretty funny.
*Translation, "Emmett and Jasper are fighting again."
** Translation, "I want milk."
