"No. You have to go. We're already here."
I sighed.
"Who cares who knows what or what anyone thinks? We're two grown-ass women, okay? We don't have to answer to anyone."
Mariana led me to the front door.
"But FYI, don't tell Moms or anyone that I'm dating Evan."
She rang the doorbell.
Diane opened the door.
"Verwelkoming!" She greeted.
We stared at Diane.
We walked in.
"So..." She started, shutting the front door.
"In honor of Brandon and Eliza's Amsterdam adventure, I thought a Dutch theme was in order."
"How fun!" Mariana commented.
"I love your clogs." I complimented her.
"Oh, thanks. Your costumes and clogs are in Jim's study."
"Our costumes?" I questioned.
"Yes! We're all dressing up. Right down the hall."
We weren't moving.
"Go get changed!"
We walked down the hallway.
We walked into Jim's study.
We got dressed as Dutch Milkmaids.
We put the clogs on.
Brandon
"So, when are we gonna drop this bomb?"
"At the very last minute. My Mom went to so much trouble. As much as I'd like to ditch these costumes, I don't wanna ruin her party."
I nodded my head in understanding.
Eliza walked out of the room.
I walked out behind her.
Jude
"Hey. So before everyone gets here, I wanted to tell you I made a big decision." Carter told me.
"You're coming out to your parents?" I guessed.
"Not that big. I applied to transfer to UCLA and got accepted. We don't have to do this long distance thing anymore."
I saw a waiter behind him.
It looked like Connor.
It was Connor.
My brows knitted together.
I remembered when we held hands at the movie theater.
I remembered when we kissed for the first time.
"I love you." I remembered telling him.
"I love you too." I remembered him telling me.
We hugged in the flashback.
"Connor?"
He was just as surprised to see me.
"What are you doing here?"
"I'm working the party."
"But I thought you lived in LA."
"I go to UC Irvine. I got a Baseball scholarship here. What are you up to?"
