The wedding was only a couple days away and Mia was excited. Her parents and Kevin's parents were staying over and helping to set up the house for the big day. Mia had the venue picked out and arrangements were being made there for the ceremony and the party afterwards, but the bridal party was going to get ready at the house and so Mia insisted the house needed to be beautiful as well.

Riley gave her opinion on the decorations, and insisted that among the wedding décor, there needed to be birthday decorations and Valentine's Day decorations. Patrick and Christina had set her up with some craft supplies at the table so she could make her own and to keep her busy while they made sure the house was perfect.

Kevin was out for the day with the boys. The closer it got to the wedding day, the more Mia wanted him out of the house. She was old fashioned and strongly believed Kevin wasn't to see her before the wedding, which left Kevin to spent most of his time at Jayden and Antonio's home.

"You guys don't mind watching Riley for a couple of hours, do you?" Mia asked as she checked her purse again for her list. If she was going to have her bridal party at her house before the wedding, she needed to make sure they were taken care of. This meant she needed to buy a few extra groceries so that grumbling stomachs wouldn't interrupt her perfect wedding.

"Of course not," her grandmother replied. Mia smiled and walked out the door, car keys in hand. When she got to her car she noticed there was something on the windshield. She got closer and saw someone had written in lipstick: Leave Kevin alone. Mia looked around but there was no one nearby.

For a moment, she thought maybe her friends were pranking her, but dismissed that idea quickly. She knew they feared she would turn into Bridezilla for the wedding, and she knew it was possible, but they would never resort to a prank like this. It would take ages to get the lipstick off the windshield, and the message itself was hurtful.

"Hey," she heard and looked up, seeing Emily walking up the driveway. Part of her maid of honour duties was helping Mia set up with the wedding, so Mia had invited her grocery shopping. Given the wedding was also Riley's birthday, Mia figured having a sugar-expert would help her pick out some foods that were more kid-friendly and creative, and Emily would also be an extra set of hands for carrying the groceries. Mia saw her maid of honour and pointed to the windshield.

"What's this?"

Emily looked over and gasped. She turned to Mia, "What happened? Who did this?"

"None of the guys, right? I mean, it doesn't seem like they would stoop so low, you know."

"They wouldn't," Emily shook her head, "I'm sure of it. Why don't we borrow your mom's car? I'll find a way to clean that up when we get back."

Mia nodded and walked back to the house to borrow her mother's keys while Emily stared at the message on the car. She thought back to the weekend, where one of Kevin's students had walked by the house and flirted with him. Kevin had turned him down, but some girls were crazy.

It was a far stretch, but it was the only lead Emily had. When Mia came back with her mother's keys, Emily didn't say a word about it. She would stop by the pool later. Instead, she tried to cheer her friend up.

"I got a call this morning that might interest you."

"Baby related?"

"Nothing new," Emily shook her head, "There are still two of them. It's wedding related. You know how Terry and his mom were iffy for attendance because of the awkwardness and the fact that they are on the other side of the world?"

"Country, and I'm buying you a globe, but go on."

"They got the plane tickets. They'll be here the morning of the wedding. Terry's made arrangements for his school work and his mom got the time off work. They'll be here for the wedding!"

Mia smiled. Her relationship with her brother was different from what most sibling relationships were, and her step-mother, not step-mother relationship was also a bit awkward, but she did still consider both Terry and Megan family.

"That's great news, Emily."

"They just need a place to stay," Emily said, "I could book them a hotel… or, since Terry is the brother of the bride, maybe he and his mom can stay at your place?"

"If they're arriving the day of the wedding, no one's going to be home overnight," Mia shook her head, "Kevin's keeping honeymoon plans pretty secret, but we are leaving after the wedding and Riley's going to spend the week with Lauren."

"What about your parents? Where are they going after the wedding?"

"Driving up to the airport, and then they're going home. They aren't retired yet."

"Your grandmother still works?"

"She's retired, but she's got stuff to do too. She'll be going home. The house will be empty."

"So why can't Terry and his mom stay there?"

"I guess there's no reason," Mia chuckled. "Alright, that sounds great! Thanks, Emy."

"I didn't really do anything, but you're welcome," Emily smiled. "It'll be nice seeing Terry again. You're brother's fun. AND he's got a band."

"So?"

"Wouldn't live music be better than popping CDs into a stereo all night?"

"Hey, you got me a band. You're pretty good at this maid of honour stuff. I'm still waiting for something old, something new…"

"I'm working on it!" Emily crossed her arms over her chest and pouted. Mia smirked and pulled into the parking lot. She was lucky enough to find a space towards the front. She stopped the car and Emily got out. Immediately she went to get a cart. She walked to the station and pulled out the cart. She found one without garbage sitting in the bottom and one that didn't have a wonky wheel. As she turned it around, she heard a cry. She looked over, seeing Mia waiting by the car and holding a hand to her head. Emily raced forward with the cart, riding on it until she reached Mia.

"Was that you?"

"Someone hit me!" Mia looked around the parking lot without taking her hand away from the side of her head. There was a lot of snow on the ground from a recent snowfall, and someone had taken advantage of that to throw a snowball her way.

"Who?"

"I don't know," Mia shrugged her shoulders. Emily had a look for herself and spotted a small group of girls standing at the street, waiting for the light at the intersection to change. They were giggling, and one at a time they kept glancing over to her and Mia.

"Girls…" Emily growled and then turned back to Mia, "Was it just a snowball?"

"It hurts, a lot more than a blow to the head should."

"Let me see."

Mia pulled her hand away from her face and already saw a little blood on her palm. She looked to Emily, horrified.

"Is it bad?"

"Uh…"

"EMILY!"

"I don't think it'll need stitches. Maybe if you just clean it off… your hair might be able to cover it anyway."

"EMILY!"

"We probably should still see a doctor, just to be sure."

"My wedding is in two days! I can't have a scar on my face!"

"Don't worry about it. Serena's a pro at covering up scars with make-up. Let's just, make sure it's just a cut with the doctor. Then I'll come back here and pick up the groceries for you."

"What about my wedding! Emily, I can't get married…"

"It's going to be fine, Mia. No one's going to know, I promise. The doctor's office is just down the street. I'm sure he'll tell you it's going to be fine."