The Better Part of Me

CHAPTER 5: I AM BACK IN THE TREE HOUSE

We sorted most of it out, including the food, the cake, and an hour ago we met the organizers and we finished picking the band, and the kind of songs we want, and we picked a small and private venue because we thought it'll be a small, private, family-only wedding, but I guess we didn't know our parents well enough. They decided to pick The Beverly Hilton International Ballroom as the place for the wedding reception. Yes, the place where they held the Oscar Nominee Luncheon, and Home to over 175 annual red carpet galas and the Golden Globes Awards show since 1961. Not only that. The wedding ceremony will be held in Château de Vaux le Vicomte. Yes, IN FRANCE. Like my mother said earlier, "I want this wedding to be USA's royal wedding". AND They already made the invitation. Oh! And you can stream it online! It can't possibly be any worse than that.

(A/n: let's just pretend that we can do it in LA and France in the same day 🤣)



See... I mean I know, it's blue... I like the color but I want to design it myself...

"What do you think about the invitation?" I ask him

"Well, they already made it. I don't really like it, but there's nothing we can do anyway." 

"Right. What do we do after this?" 

"Well, my dad texted me earlier saying that he's meeting with your parents to discuss the honeymoon and that they wanted us to spend more time together, so they told me to bring you back at midnight. Funny huh? we're the ones getting married but they're the ones that decide our honeymoon, the date, the invitation." He looks upset. 

It is annoying. What can we do? It's like we're just a business contract waiting to be signed. But I can see the look on his eyes and I know that this is hard for him too, the least I can do is cheer him up and not emphasize this any further. I have to try to make this easier for him. 

"Well, we still have a lot of time. What should we do? You know what, let's go buy some ice cream and we can head back to my house, we can spend our time in the tree-house. We'll watch movies! You can pick the movie!" 

"Sure, why not." 

So we enter his car, buy some ice cream, and head back to my house.  We go to the back of my house where there is a tree house. We climb up and here we are. The place full of dreams. This tree-house looks like a normal tree house from the outside, but the inside part of this tree-house is fully painted like a galaxy. There's a projector and of course, the projector screen, and then there are a bunch of vintage colored pillows, a desk in the corner, and many other things.

"Wow, this place is.. different." He says.

"Do you like it?"

"Yeah, this place feels comfortable and... magical?"

"Well, this place is filled with tons of thoughts. My friends and I used to come here and we used to talk about our dreams, like what we want to be, and silly other things here. This place holds the happiest memory for me."

"Why don't you hang out here with your friends anymore?"

"Yeah, we grew apart. And my family doesn't think that an adult should come here anymore. Actually, this is the first time I enter this tree-house in, I don't know, maybe, 2 years?"

"What silly things did you and your friends used to talk about?"

"Well, we were fans of the series FRIENDS, and we always imagine who would we be if we were a character in FRIENDS, then we talked about handsome guys in movies, we also tried some new things here, for example, we tried making a glitter bomb, which I feel grateful that we did not succeed. I used to make a private surprise party for Alexandra every year until I went to Harvard."