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hug. The smell of
     
perfume mixed well with each other, as the smell of berries filled
     
the air surrounding our little circle.
     
"Hey Mia, come on it's time to go. Dad already left so you're
     
going to have to ride with me." Tucker said, from behind the group
     
of girls. "Oh, alright. I'm coming." I said, looking around, making
     
sure I didn't forget to hug anyone. My heart started to feel sad
     
knowing that this could very well be the last time I get to hug them.
     
"Hey Tuck. I didn't see you at the ceremony; were you in
     
there?" Nadia asked; now turning all her attention to Tucker.
     
Nadia always had a thing for my brother but he never showed any
     
interest in her. I didn't understand why, I mean I think she was his
     
type but he never responded to any of her advances. Which in a
     
way was kind of funny I guess. She was so used to getting
     
everything she wanted; but she never managed to bag my
     
brother. I kind of laughed to myself at the thought.
     
"Yup, I was there and I wouldn't have missed it at all." He
     
replied wrapping his huge arms around my neck. "So are you
     
going to Jim's party tonight Mia?" She said, still staring hard at
Tucker. "What about you Tucker, will you be there?" She asked,
     
with her puppy dog eyes. "Um, yeah, I guess we'll both be there.
     
So come on Mia, got lot's to do before the party." He said tugging
     
me backwards.
I got the feeling that he wanted out of there as
     
fast. I chuckled just thinking about it. "I know; I know." I said with a
     
smirk. "Alright guys; I'll see you all tonight." I said, right before
     
Tucker spun me around and pulled me through the crowd. "Geez."
     
I said, pulling my arm out of his tight grip.
     
"Dad invited mom and James to dinner tonight."
He said, as
     
we slowed our walk toward his truck. It was rather nice truck, for a
     
guy of his age. With all the off-road adventures offered here at
     
Hillside you would almost expect his truck to have more than a
     
few small dings, just as everyone else did; but nope not Tucker's;
     
aside from a little dent here and there, it was still in pretty good
     
condition.
"What? Why" I said, surprised at my angry tone. "Don't
     
know, but she asked if we'd like to have dinner with them first,
     
then dad gave them an invite." He answered, shrugging his
     
shoulders.
     
"Don't you think there's something wrong about that? I mean
     
she shows up like, years later; with a new husband for that matter.
     
She must have some kind of nerve to do this, let alone agree to
come to our house for dinner, even if dad invited her. She should
     
have said no." I began.
"Well, I'd like to think she just wants to try
     
to make things right." He said cutting me off, in her defense. "Yeah
     
right; by showing up today. Yeah; that will fix everything."
I said
     
as I hopped into the truck.
     
"Are we really going to Jim's party tonight?" I asked, placing
     
the roses on the seat next to me. "Um yeah; I thought you wanted
     
to go. By the way where did you get those?" He asked, pointing at
     
the roses. "Oh yeah; I go them from Jon via Steve." I said, with a
     
chuckled looking down at the beautiful flowers.
"Jon huh. Yeah, I
     
did run into the boys out front earlier while the ceremony was
     
going on. Um; so what's that?" He asked, with his eyes fixed on
     
my hand. "Oh yeah, I got this from the squad. Isn't it pretty?
Nadia
     
got one too but she got a diamond." I said, as I lifted my hand up
     
so the sun would catch the ruby, twinkling red beams of light into
     
his eyes. "Ah; well when you're ready to cash it in, I know of a few
     
guys who would pay some good money for precious gems." He
     
laughed, as he started his truck and headed toward the school
     
exit. "Yeah right Tuck in your dreams." I laughed back, holding on
     
as he made a sharp turn out of the school.
     
At that very moment I couldn't help but tear; as an
overwhelming feeling of sadness