Slowly getting to the end! This story is almost 300 pages long!

AAAAND I have a Physics final next week (which sucks because even though I graduated from my university, I wasn't told I needed physics for grad school. SO I'm taking it now that way I can apply to grad school next year!)

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Disclaimer: I own nothing but Alex, Michaela, Maxi, Fisher, Cappie, and Alex's sisters. (There are a lot of OCs this chapter, can you tell? It is a wedding after all!) :)

Diamond in the Rough

Chapter 67: Nerves and Silly Little Fights

By: LoveInk

Vince looked at himself in the mirror, adjusting his blue tie with a smile. A day he never thought he wanted or needed was finally there; he was getting married and he couldn't have been happier. He glanced at the window of the trailer where he could see people setting up the chairs on the beach. What was supposed to be a small wedding had snowballed into something larger once Alex's mother and Mia had put their heads together. Two months later, it had become this elaborate beach wedding complete with tuxes, a huge cake, musicians, and intricate flowers arrangements.

"Nervous, big bro?" Michaela asked from the doorway.

He turned to find her with Maxi in her arms. "Nah," Vince answered truthfully. He wasn't nervous. He'd been waiting for this day to come for awhile now. There was no doubt in his mind that the woman he'd see walking down the aisle in a few minutes was the right one for him. There was nothing to be nervous about. "Just wish Ma and Pop were here."

"I'm sure they are," she said confidently, her blue eyes flitting to the ceiling to emphasize her point. "Huh, Maxi?"

Maxi just looked up at her and gurgled. His eyes had turned out to be a gorgeous blue-green; a perfect mix of his parents' eye colors. Vince smiled going over to take his son from Michaela. "Nice tux, Max," he commented, holding his son against his chest before dropping a kiss to his soft brown hair.

Michaela nodded in agreement. "As if he wasn't already cute to begin with, Mia had to put him in a tux. He's going to get all the ladies."

"Just like his dad," Vince said, kissing his son's soft brown hair. "How's Tiny?"

"She's fine, it's Mia that's been running around like a chicken with its head cut off," she replied on a scoff. "Lex looks gorgeous, though."

"She always does," he murmured softly. "Huh, Maxi? Your Mama is beautiful, that's why you're so good-lookin'. I helped, of course, but your Mama, she's somethin' else."

Michaela felt tears in her eyes as she watched her big brother. She couldn't believe how far he'd come; how much he'd grown. This was the man she always knew he'd be; the one who was a doting husband and father and took care of his family, his team. "Who would've thought you'd be the first to get married? And to a girl I introduced you to no less!"

Vince smirked. He'd been thinking about that a lot lately. "You know, I almost didn't go into the dance studio with you that day. I was gonna wait in the car. I didn't want to deal with crazy Gigi pinching my cheeks and shit."

She raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What made you change your mind?"

"Dunno," he said on a shrug though he knew exactly why he'd gone in.

"Bull shit," Michaela said seeing through his lie. "C'mon, tell me."

"To be honest, her Jeep caught my eye. Only 'cause I know that candy green color with those flakes is fuckin' expensive. Whoever owned it obviously cared about their car; I was curious."

"You were attracted to her car," Michaela repeated flatly before rolling her eyes. "Typical."

He smirked. "I didn't know it was hers."

"Mia would say something about soul mates and fate."

"Yeah, but Mia's crazy."

"I think she might be right in this case though," she mused, waltzing over to straighten her brother's tie. "You clean up good, bro."

"You're surprised?" he asked sarcastically.

She kissed his cheek as she rolled her eyes. "I don't know how Lex deals with your big-ass head."

A knock on the door caught her attention. Standing on her toes, she peeked at who it was over her brother's shoulder. The grin on her face was enough to clue Vince in on who was at the door. "How's it goin, Lee?" he asked, not even bothering to turn around.

"The girls are almost ready," Leon answered, sauntering into the room, his hands in his pockets. His eyes locked on Michaela's. "Hey Princess. They're askin' for you."

Michaela walked over to him and pressed a kiss to his lips. "How do I look?" she asked, twirling around in her turquoise, sleeveless dress.

"Beautiful," he said, twirling her around and watching as the tea-length skirt spun out around her. "As always."

She grinned, her blue eyes glittering with happiness. "Thanks. You don't look so bad yourself."

"That's what I hear," he said on a shrug. "You should go before Mia's head explodes. She said something about wanting your opinion…"

Michaela pulled a face and sighed. She'd left the girls' trailer precisely to avoid having to pick a side over the different choices. So far, she'd had to side with Mia to make Alex wear the pretty high heels Mia had bought her instead of a pair of be-dazzled white Converses Ronnie had given her. "If it's about her shoes again…"

"I don't know why Mia won't let her wear the Converses," Ronnie commented as he strolled in. Unlike Leon, Vince, and Jesse, he and Fisher had lime green ties on to show they were there for the bride. Something Mia had almost killed them for. "They were fuckin' expensive."

"Because she's getting married, not going to a bloody skatepark," Fisher put in, rolling his eyes. "The current debate it about her hair. Mia wants to curl it. Lexi does not."

Michaela glanced at her brother who was busy making faces at his son. He was so enraptured by the little boy in his arms; she doubted he'd even heard the predicament. "Hey V?"

"What?" he asked, still making a face at Maxi. The little boy giggled in response, his tiny hand reaching up to touch his dad's mouth. Vince pretended to bite Maxi's little hand with his lips which only made Maxi giggle more.

"Would you rather have your wife's hair curly or natural?"

He paused, a small smile turning up the corners of his lips. "My wife," he repeated, softly. He couldn't get over how good that sounded and how much he liked saying it. "I like my wife's hair natural."

"Good. I'm going to go tell the girls then. You want me to take the Gremlin?" she asked holding her arms out for Maxi.

Vince pulled the baby in closer to his chest. "No. I'm good. Thanks."

Michaela rolled her eyes before heading out of the trailer and over to the girls' trailer. It was bouncing slightly and she could hear some arguing coming from inside. She smirked, this was the norm when it came to Alex and Mia. She opened the door and was met with yelling voices. More than she was used to. Letty and Alex's younger sister, Cappie, were seated across from each other at the dining table playing what looked like an intense card game of War. "Who's fighting back there?" Michaela asked hearing four voices instead of the usual two.

"It's Laney and Lexie versus Izzie and Mia," Cappie said on a sigh, rattling off her older sisters' names. "Something about curling hair."

"Huh," Michaela said, taking a seat next to Letty.

She'd been slightly taken aback when Alex's two older sisters had arrived. Isabelle, the oldest of the four, was tall with a shapely body. Her dark hair had impeccable highlights and her hazel eyes were fierce and intelligent but held a motherly warmth to them. Michaela hadn't missed the way Jesse had ogled at her curvy form, Isabelle was definitely a MILF.

Elena, the second oldest, was even taller but instead of having curves like Isabelle; she was thin and athletically built. Her hair was dyed a dirty blonde and hung in loose curls to her shoulders. She didn't have the go-with-the-flow attitude her other sisters seemed to have; instead she was more serious and determined. Alex had told her that Laney was fiercely competitive in all things which made her a great lawyer.

"Hold up!" Laney's voice shouted above the other three. The room fell silent. Michaela craned her neck so she could hear better. "It is Lexi's wedding. If she doesn't want to look like Shirley freakin' Temple, than she doesn't have to."

"Thank you, Lane!" Alex said on a sigh of relief.

Michaela got out of her seat and decided to walk into the back room where the girls were. She raised an eyebrow when she found Mia brandishing a curling iron at Alex, Izzie at her side while Elena and Alex stood on the other side; Alex with the hood of her sweatshirt over her head. "Mickey, don't you think Alex would look gorgeous with curls?"

"No," Michaela answered honestly. "Vince likes her hair natural. He told me so."

"See?" Alex exclaimed, pointing a finger at Michaela. "Even his sister agrees with me!"

Mia pouted slightly but put the curling iron down. "Fine."

Alex let out a sigh of relief. She could only fight Mia for so long until she gave in. Luckily, she had Laney fighting for her this time or else she would've walked down the aisle with crazy curls. "You can still put those starfish clips in my hair though, Mi."

"Fair enough," Mia replied with a content smile. She gestured toward the chair that was set up in front of a mirror. Alex sat down, the bright smile reforming on her face. Her sisters both walked back out to seek their husbands leaving just Michaela, Mia, and Alex in the fairly large bedroom of the trailer.

"What are you so smiley about?" Michaela teased, going to stand next to her.

"I'm getting married," Alex replied simply.

Michaela smiled. "You're not nervous?"

"What do I have to be nervous about?" she asked before looking at Mia warily in the mirror. "Other than Mia fuckin' up my hair."

Mia pulled on a lock of her hair and stuck her tongue out at her. "You're going to look beautiful."

"You already look gorgeous, Lex," Michaela commented leaning in the doorway. "Vince looks good too."

Alex's eyes lit up at the mention of her future husband. "Have you seen him?"

"Only for a minute to give him Maxi," she answered on a shrug. "I've never seen him so happy." Alex smiled slowly in response, her finger unconsciously playing with her beautiful engagement ring. Michaela looked down at her feet and sighed. "You know, I'm really, really glad he found you, Lex. I didn't think he'd ever find anyone who'd love him as much as I do but you…you do. And I know we fight and bitch at each other, but I'm happy to have you here with us too."

Mia rolled her eyes; Michaela never had a way with words. "I think what she's trying to say is welcome to the family, sis."

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~Love Ink