Bad Bridesmaid

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Authors: Portia MacIntosh
almost invincible having both him and my granddad in the same room. Although I have to admit, I’m pleased the third member of my fan club, Uncle Steve, hasn’t appeared yet. Sometimes fans can be too admiring…
    ‘Hey, turd,’ I greet my favourite cousin. ‘What’s up?’
    ‘Watch your language,’ my Auntie June warns me. ‘He’s only ten.’
    ‘Mum, I know the word “turd”,’ Josh whines.
    ‘There, look, you’ve only been here a matter of minutes and you’ve corrupted my only son,’ my auntie complains.
    ‘Come on, June, he probably already knew that one,’ my granddad says in my defence.
    Belle looks put out by the fact that I am causing arguments already.
    ‘Come on, Mia,’ she insists. ‘Let’s get you to your room.’
    ‘Please can I show Mia the games room?’ Josh begs. ‘Please.’
    ‘Go on then,’ Belle agrees. ‘I’ll wait here.’
    Josh grabs me by the hand and drags me down a flight of stairs.
    ‘The pool is through that door,’ he explains before dragging me through a different door. ‘This is the games room.’
    The games room is packed full of funky furniture and fun things to do. There’s a bar, a pool table, a huge television, pinball machines and a variety of chairs and beanbags to get comfortable on.
    I notice my other cousins, Hannah and Meg, are both playing with their phones. They both say hello to me but seem far too engrossed in what they are doing to get into proper conversation.
    ‘This is Max,’ Josh says, introducing me to a young boy who is playing on the game console. ‘He’s Dan’s cousin. He’s ten, too.’
    ‘That’s awesome,’ I say enthusiastically. ‘Hey, Max.’
    Max smiles nervously and gives me a wave.
    ‘Well, I’d better get back up to Belle before she turns into Bridezilla and bites my head off,’ I joke. Josh and Max laugh, and so do the two men who are playing pool behind us.
    ‘OK, see you later, Mia,’ Josh says as he grabs a controller off the table and gets back to his game with Max.
    ‘Hello,’ I say to the two men by the pool table. ‘I’m Mia, Belle’s sister.’
    ‘Hi Mia, I’m Jason,’ the younger man says. ‘I’m Heather’s husband.’
    I shrug my shoulders. ‘Oh right, I haven’t met your wife yet.’
    They must be Belle and Dan’s dull couple friends, another pair of early twenty-somethings who thought it would be a brilliant idea to marry young.
    The other guy at the pool table looks closer to my age. He’s tall and skinny with spiked, dyed black hair and he’s wearing a tatty jumper with a pair of baggy jeans. He looks stylish and handsome in a scruffy Robert Pattinson kind of way.
    ‘I’m Mike,’ he says, jokily grabbing my hand and kissing it. ‘I’m Dan’s much better-looking older brother. Did you say you were Belle’s younger sister?’
    ‘Very smooth,’ I laugh. ‘But no, on paper I am five years older than my sister.’
    ‘But not married?’ Mike asks.
    ‘No,’ I reply with an unimpressed look on my face.
    ‘Hey, I don’t care, I’m thirty and I’m not married either. I’m just letting you know what to expect because I’m getting loads of stick for it. We’ll have to stick together.’
    Mike flashes me a cheeky smile. He isn’t my usual type but I can certainly imagine us spending a lot of time together while we’re here, especially if we’re both in the same boat.
    ‘Well, I’d better get back to Belle,’ I tell them. ‘I’ll see you both at dinner.’
    Max, Jason and Mike all seem friendly enough so at least I won’t have to rely on my three-person fan club the whole time – I can have actual conversations with people outside my family.
    ‘I’m back,’ I announce as I enter the kitchen. Everyone is exactly as I left them and once again, only my granddad seems pleased to see me.
    ‘Right, let’s get you to your room,’ Belle says. ‘I don’t have time for this.’
    I grab my case and follow my sister up the staircase.
    ‘I just met Max, he’s a little

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