This is the LAST filler chapter until the big chapter! So I'm sorry if this one sucks. I'm also sorry for the time skipping around in this chapter! Trust me..... next chapter hardly has that!

(Your POV)

Flying on a plane by myself was scary but at the same time exciting! It was a one way trip all the the way to L.A. so we didn't have to stop to switch to another flight, which I'm eternally grateful for because knowing me I'd probably end up getting lost in the airport, then end up getting kidnapped or something like that.

I wish Hope could've come, when I found out that I was in the wedding in the first place I mentioned Hope to mom..... and then she went off on me saying that it's "family and CLOSE friends only" and since she doesn't know Hope, Hope couldn't come. When she said that I didn't want to go anymore, but dad forced me to go.

I honestly didn't know what to expect after the plane landed. I walked out with the rest of the people and stopped when everyone else went their own separate ways. I've only been in this airport once and that was when dad and I were moving to Ohio to get away from here in the first place.

     I must've been standing for a while because a worker came up to me and asked if I was lost. I told him that I was and I just needed to find my suitcase as well as my mom, he smiles and told me to follow him. I get out my phone and start walking behind me. Just a precaution, I know how L.A. can be. I seriously bet that she isn't here right now. Probably forgot that I was coming in the first place.

"Here's our baggage claim area, all of our suitcases come right here so you'll be able to find yours shortly!" He says with a smile. I politely thank him and start to look at the suitcases on the conveyor belt as they slowly make their way around the large area. He starts to walk away and that's when I hear someone yell my name.

I don't even know how long it's been since I've talked to her even over the phone, I about forgot what she sounded like. I turned to look at the direction where he voice came from. She was walking with a younger man, maybe in his late 20's early 30's with a girl around my age slowly behind them. Mom hugs me tightly and it sounds like she was about to cry.

"OH LOOK HOW BIG YOU'VE GOTTEN (Y/N)!" She says loudly while hugging me. Was that a fat joke, or..... I mean I honestly haven't gotten taller.

While she was hugging me all I could do was stare at the girl as she finally got over to us. She looks familiar..... too familiar. It clicked in my head and I let go of the hug.

"Hi Zoe...." I say awkwardly. She gives me a half smile and looks towards the ground.

     "Hey (Y/N), long time no see.... right?" She asks while looking up.

     She's changed... too much. I've haven't kept tabs on her since our..... dispute with Hope. But still.... she looks unhealthy. She's basically skin and bones now, her eyes have bags under them and her hair looks like it's about to fall out in any second. You can practically see the difference in her original hair color and the hair dye.

     "Zoe wanted to see you when I picked you up so I let her tag along! Oh (Y/N), this is Michael! He's going to be your stepdad!" Mom says overly excited. I give him a smile as well as a small wave. I knew that was a fucking lie, Zoe was probably forced by her mom to come.

     We talked for a little bit longer till I saw my suitcase finally make its way towards me on the conveyor belt. I grab it and we finally walked out of the airport, Zoe and I staying behind them talking about what's been going on in our lives since I moved. Apparently after a year of cheerleading she stopped and started to hang with the wrong people that do nothing but drugs, and she seemed proud about that which made my stomach turn. I talked about all the guys as well as Hope and Holly but she really didn't seem to care so I quickly stopped with that topic.

     The days leading up to the wedding I had to help mom with the wedding, or should I say stand on the side while she directed people about what goes where and what the food should be like. If and when I get married I'll probably order pizza for everyone and have buffalo wings just in case people don't like pizza, and if people don't like THAT they can suffer. Just a sweet and simple wedding with family and all of my friends.

     The day of the wedding I had to wake up at 7 in the morning. Mom drove us to a hotel near the church where the wedding is at so all of her bridesmaids as well as her can get ready. So while she was in the room next to me getting ready with her friends I was stuck in a room with people that I haven't met before while they were doing my hair and makeup.

     The whole time I was screaming on the inside wanting to get out of the hairspray scented room and the talk of politics. The only two people that I actually knew in the room were Zoe and her mom but they both were busy, Zoe texting someone and her mom doing her daughters hair and makeup.

     The only good thing about this whole wedding is Michael. He seems like a really cool guy and actually understands where I'm coming from with my parents background. He plays some video games but not as much as I play which is a little disappointing. So to be honest, I guess I'll accept him as a stepdad, he'll just never compare to dad. God I hope this hell of a vacation ends fucking soon.