Here is the second part of the first chapter. I said mostly what I wanted to say in the part before this. So, there's nothing really to say now.

Chapter 1: How

Part 2

We tried on our dresses for the first time, Paige, Bella, and I, 4 days before the wedding in the store. That Tuesday, Paige really wanted to see if her choices for us worked out. We all tried on out dress and came out at the same time.

"OMG, Becky! I knew that white one would look dashing on you!" The teen exclaimed at the sight of me. She squealed like someone who had gotten their own set of car keys at 16.

I, however, was just miserable. Dresses again weren't my fashion. I stared at the girl in the mirror staring right back at me. I couldn't even recognize myself. The dress had almost changed me into a completely new person!

I frowned at my image. Sure the dress was cute, but I didn't enjoy being someone I was not. Wasn't that something they taught you not to do in grade school? Not to be someone else?

"Well, Becks," The 14 year old told me, putting her hand on my shoulder, and smiling like a wildfire, "With a little makeup, you'll look hot."

I chuckled at that. I wasn't hot, I had never been, and never would be. We saved all of that hot stuff for the popular, preppy girls. If I was hot, I'd be one of them, but I obviously wasn't. So, the word 'hot' didn't apply to me. Plus, that wasn't truly the correct definition of the word 'hot'. Hot meant very warm. Teens had turned the word into meaning gorgeous, beautiful, and pretty.

Paige looked like that though. Her strapless, silk, blue, cocktail dress made her look hot. The dress went halfway down her knees and had a black see through thing with flowers stitched in over top of that half. Across the waist was a black sash tied in a bow off to the side. Her bare neck was occupied by a silver diamond locket.

The girl did some poses as she examined herself in the mirror. She of course was wearing makeup, so her look was complete.

"Not yet, Becky," She answered me, but still looking at herself. "I'm going to straighten my hair to make it look a lot less thick and ugly like it is right now. I'm not doing your hair, because you hair is fine."

The teenager finally pulled herself away from the mirror and looked at both of us. "We all have different looks. Each dress says something different, has a different story. Mine says homecoming and prom, lookout! Yours, Becks, says wedding or confirmation time, and yours, Bella, is totally screaming 16th birthday, here I am! I know they aren't wedding style, but I wanted to just pick a dress that would really make you look fabulous. And I was right! Well, aren't I always right?" Paige told us.

I hadn't really had time o admire Bella's dress yet. It DID look good on her. It was sleeveless, but not strapless. It had a swirly strap on both shoulders connecting to the top of the dress. It was multicolored, red, orange, a slight bit of purple, and orange dominate. It was about the same length as Paige's, but more frilly and outward. Hers could spin like a ballerina too. There was a pretty multicolored diamond shaped sash around her waist that really pulled it together.

The way my teen friend had described our dresses was really true. Paige looked like she was off to homecoming, Bella looked like she was having her 16th birthday, and I looked like I was going to a wedding or a banquet.

"That's right," Paige sung, pulling us together. "I had foreseen how these dresses would look on you, but I really wanted to see them in front of me. Co dose to me!"

"I really like yours, Becky. Very sweet, and very you," My cousin complimented. When she had said it, I know she had meant it.

Unlike Skylar. I actually thought I had heard a giggle come from those two after Sky's comment. But I wasn't in the mood to start a fight with Kim's BFs, especially not on her wedding.

Kim was as excited as a little kid ready to ride a rollercoaster for the first time. The girl was so eager to be wed to Ky, her to be husband. Kim really, really, really loved Ky a whole lot and anyone with eyes could see that. He felt the same way. Although, it was weird that they had just met at the beginning of May, and Ky proposed 3 weeks after, and BAM! 2 weeks after that, they were getting married! And I was stuck in a dress, standing next to my cousin and second best friend in front of a church full of people.

It's not that I didn't agree with Kim's decision of Ky, it's just that their relationship seemed rushed. Well, I suppose that if I had been in Kim's position, I would have done the same thing. Maybe.

You see, Kim was sent to Earth in second grade. That's what happens to a lot of Lexiconian kids. They get sent to Earth for safety, because of space, for running away, and such. Kim was sent by her parents because of the war. They wanted her to stay out of it and not grow up like that. But before they sent her, her mother had gifted to her a ring.

"Here you go, Kimmy," The mother chocked up handing over the piece of jewelry to the child sitting upon a stool. "I want you to have this ring sweetie. It is very special, so never take it off. Promise me."

The woman gently slipped the gold ring around the young girl's finger. Kim held up her hand to get a closer look at the ring.

"What's so special, mom?" The kid asked, curiously.

"This ring will glow when the perfect man, the one who will love you, take care of you, and treat you right, comes along. When the one meant for you stumbles into your life. It will make sure you won't get caught in a bad relationship. It helped me, now I want you to have it. Listen to it, it won't lead you wrong," The mother hugged her daughter tightly.

"Ok, mom."

"I love you, honey."

Kim had choked up telling me and Bella that story in May. Obviously, the ring had worked.

The day Kim arrived was the same day Ky had arrived too. They spotted one another, and Kim's ring glowed very, very, very brightly. The girl was so stunned, but she bolted right into his arms. Ky knew right when he saw her that she was the one. The two love birds immediately started dating every night after training. They got to know each other extremely quick and realized they had a lot in common, but a lot different.

I had once heard that if there is a balance between alikes and differences, it made a smooth relationship. Who knows where I heard that.

Soon after that, Ky asked Kim to marry him. There was no hesitation in her reply. She was so ready, so in love, and so not ready to let go.

I actually disagreed with their decision and actually confronted Kim straight up. I told her I believed she was moving too fast, that she, Ky, and anybody else wouldn't be able to catch up. I believed she was rushing into things 1. Because she didn't want to lose him or 2. Because she was afraid she'd change her mind for some reason.

I suggested waiting at least a while longer to get more settled and to have things slow down. But she made a true point: Things would only get more hectic and faster as the summer went on.

I knew it was true, based on what Paige had told me about her mission. Kim explained to me that she believed she and Ky were ready and she knew what she wanted. And I immediately understood, from her final statement, that her mind had been made and that there was NO changing it.

That's when I started complaining to Bella, who probably got annoyed after a while, not that she would show it. Bella was a very calm girl. Since I had met her, she had never been pushed over the edged or blown a fuse. Her emotions were always under control, and the girl was also a very kind-hearted sweet kid. She did have the power to control emotions, as well as her mind reading power. It was almost like she was the complete opposite of me. She got along with Violet pretty well, you could imagine.

So, the whole Kim and Ky wedding just made her happy, not worried like I was. The divorce rate was so high… I didn't even want to think about it.

"You shouldn't even be thinking at all! Well maybe about how adorable Connor and Flor look!" Paige exclaimed, gazing towards the aisle of the church.

The pews were filled to the brim with people. Friends, family, relatives, teachers, ect. Kim had invited a lot of people. Ky let her plan the almost everything about the wedding. How sweet!

Speaking of sweet, I noticed Connor and Flor then. They were adorable!

Connor looked very cute in his mini tuxedo, carrying the small pillow containing the two gold wedding rings perched comfortably on the top. Flor looked ravishing in her short flower dress with purple straps, brown hair pulled up into a perfect bun, and a bright rose gently nested on the side of her head. She was carrying the basket of flowers, while carefully pulling out the flowers and throwing them in the aisle. Not to mention their arms were interlocked. It increased the cuteness factor about 100%.

Connor Relosky and Flora Ann Snyder were not afraid to show their friendship. Truthfully, it was nothing more than friendship, because Paige had told me. She had read their minds of course. But they were always together. They were BFFs. They were both 5 years old. Connor had come one day earlier than Flor (we called her Flor because it's short for Flora Ann), because he lived closer.

They both amazed me in how intelligent they were for 5 years olds. Well, they were Lexiconians. We had exceptional intellect.

I learned that Connor's adoptive parents wanted to spoil him, but he refused to let them. Flor's adoptive parents were kind to her, not that Connor's weren't. Connor was so relieved when he left them and came for training. He was even happier when he met Flor. Neither of them had siblings before, so they treated each other like that, mostly for fun.

I thought it was delightful. And apparently the whole church did also. They all awed once the kids had made their way to the altar. Connor went over and stood beside Jonah, while Flor went over and stood beside Bella.

"Nice job, Flor," My cousin complimented sincerely. "You two looked so sweet coming down the aisle. I wish I had brought my camera."

The little girl looked up at Bella and smiled, "Thanks, Bella." Flor could talk, but she still had the little kid sound to it.

Suddenly, the wedding march burst out through the church.

"You know what that means," Bella whispered to Flor.

The toddler nodded excitedly and focused all of her attention at the beginning of the aisle. The church attendants stood and faced the back.

There she is, I thought.

There she was indeed.

Kim was standing all of the way down the aisle in her dress.

Her DRESS.

Her oh-so magnificent, white, wedding dress. So beautiful and detailed, it was actually hard to describe perfectly.

It was strapless and had gold squiggles stitched in around the top. Some gold went down the stomach part and then the dress went down all the way to the ground. More gold was stitched at the bottom gradually going away as it went up to the waist. Kim wore almost see through, white gloves, and a gold heart necklace. She had white earrings, and her hair was perfectly curled, falling down around her face and flowing casually onto her shoulders. Such a sight, such a sight.

I couldn't even completely describe her beauty. Well, I probably could since I had a grand vocabulary, but right then, I was for a loss for words, everything stuck in my throat.

My trainee walked down the aisle as the music played, her looking sincere and so darn pleased. Ky most likely had a huge grin, but I couldn't bear to look at him, because I couldn't take my eyes off Kim.

She had shown her dress to NO ONE. Of course, Paige, Bella, and all other mind readers had seen through her thoughts, but all the humans and un-mind readers had no clue the power that the dress obtained.

It was remarkable, and mine looked like nothing compared to hers. In fact, none of ours…

"Oh no! Don't you dare even say anything about my dress, Becky, or I assure you won't wake up tomorrow morning!" Paige interrupted my thoughts in a whisper.

Geez was someone cranky.

I really hated Paige's powers sometimes. I wish she was just powerless sometimes! Nothing could be kept from her. None of my secrets or personal events, or even plans were safe. I felt so invaded. It wasn't fair.

Finally, Kim had reached the alter and stood next to Ky. They faced the priest and everyone in the pews sat down. Unfortunately, we bridesmaids and groomsmen had to stand the whole time. I tried not to think about that. They were both exuberant.

There! My vocab was coming back!

After that, I started dozing. I couldn't help it; church really wasn't my thing. My brain tried to keep my eyes open as hard as they could, or was that my guilty conscious trying?

Anyways, whatever the case, they couldn't sustain my ears. They shut down. I know I shouldn't fall asleep and focus on the couple.

I recalled Bella and Paige both waking me up, and Skylar once poking me with a hair pin. The whole church ceremony was a big blur as I fought the war to stay awake. Time felt like it was slowing down. I felt minutes, no seconds, passing by as if snails where controlling it.

A lot of people noticed my constant checking of the clock. Time wouldn't speed up and go fast enough!

Eventually, I heard two fateful words, "I do."

The wedding was almost over! Suddenly, I was coming back from the tired world and had energy to win the sleep war. The priest said some more things and some jingles started chiming from the balcony. Yes! Kim and Ky turned towards the audience.

"I give you," The priest exclaimed, waving his hands in the air. "Mr. and Mrs. Charleston!"

The sound barrier was broken when a huge chorus of claps and screams erupted from the crowd. I felt myself covering my ears, as well as most of my Lexiconian friends and trainees. With super hearing everything sounded a lot louder than how loud it really was.

Kim and Ky started walking back down the aisle, waving elatedly towards the crowd. After they were halfway, Connor and Flor skipped down together, smiling effortlessly. Bella and Jonah were next, and finally, I felt Tobey's arm around mine. I smiled at him, so he did the same. We walked together, ignoring the outside world.

"So, that was interesting, huh?" The boy asked.

"Yeah. Interesting," I agreed, looking down at the floor.

He did too and started blushing for some reason. I thought he got over blushing around me.

"Well, ready for the reception?" The boy continued, as we reached the end of the aisle.

Truth be told, I wasn't. I wasn't ready to go. I hadn't been ready for any of it. But, I kept it to myself.

"Sure."

We followed Bella and Jonah to the door of the church.

"Let's roll."

Rolling wasn't something I wanted to do. I didn't really want to go to the reception. If there was anything I loathed more than dresses, it was dancing.

ewww, they are off to the reception! Wonder how that's going to go? Anyways, just so you know, this is the continuation of the part before this. there wont be as much explaining and stuff in the chapters to come. there will be more talking and action. thanks and review!