CHAPTER 2) Meeting The Parents

It had taken Amelia almost two and a half hours to have a shower and turn herself into the goddess that she was. She looked stunning. She was wearing a hot pink off the shoulder dress which complimented her slim but curvy figure perfectly, coming down to just above her knees, and wore hot pink heels with zips at the side. Amelia did not know how she was going to last in such killer heels all night but as long as she looked good, the pain was worth it.

Amelia must have been staring at herself in the mirror for at least ten minutes. Her wavy, chestnut hair was now perfectly straight, with not a single strand of hair out of place. Her makeup was immaculate; soft pink cheeks to accompany her perfect, porcelain skin and bold, sparkly silver eye shadow which made Amelia’s sapphire blue eyes stand out even more than usual. Amelia applied yet another coat of lipstick. This was not her usual shade of pale pink, but a vibrant shade of hot pink.

Amelia was in deep thought when she was interrupted by her younger sister Melanie shrieking at her. “Yes, yes you look fine. Come on or else we’re going to be late!” Amelia suddenly came back to reality and picked up her clutch bag, which was also hot pink. “Oh for God’s sake Amelia, come on! Stop pissing about”, Melanie commanded.  Melanie was quite bossy, whereas Amelia was reasonably laid back. Melanie was almost the spitting image of her elder sister. The only difference between the two was that Melanie was slightly taller and had her hair cut into a bob. Amelia quickly hurried herself to her father’s gleaming black BMW before she felt Melanie’s wrath.

The girls got into their father’s car. “It’s a lovely day for a celebration, isn’t it?” This was their father’s feeble attempt at making conversation whilst passing the time while he drove them to Tom’s house. “Yes dad it is. I’m so glad it hasn’t tipped it down with rain”, Amelia replied politely. Melanie butted in.

“Yes, I spent ages doing my makeup and Amelia spent all afternoon doing hers”. Amelia shot a glance at Melanie. Their father laughed, “Oh you girls and you’re makeup”.

The girls sat in silence for the remaining five minutes journey to Tom’s house. Amelia was once again in deep thought. She was nervous about meeting Tom’s parents. She had been with Tom for four months and had not met his parents properly yet. She had met his mum a couple of times when she came to pick Tom up from her house, but had never been to Tom’s house while his parents or elder brother were there. Amelia felt slightly sick. She was rehearsing what she was going to say to them in her head, and more importantly, how she was going to behave in front of them. She looked out the window and instantly recognised the house the car had stopped at. It was Tom’s house. She took a deep breath and got out of the car. She was greeted by a chubby woman with golden blond hair and bright green eyes. “Hello Amelia. It’s nice to finally meet you properly! I’m Deborah, Tom’s mum, but you can just call me Deb or Debbie. Oh it is so nice to see you. Is this Melanie?”

“Yes this is Melanie. Everyone mistakes us for identical twins! “, Amelia stuttered.

“Hello Deb. Nice to meet you. Just ignore my sister, cat’s got her tongue and her brain’s in a mush”, Melanie giggled.

“I’m just fine Mel. Sorry we are a bit late Deb, you know us girls, like to look our best”, Amelia admitted nervously, whilst receiving a nudge from Melanie.

“Oh don’t worry. I know all too well. It took me nearly two hours to transform from a dragon into a yummy mummy”. Everyone laughed. “Well here comes Malcolm, my lovely husband, say hello to the girls Malc”. Malcolm was skinny, with grey hair and smoky brown eyes. Amelia could not quite believe that this was Tom’s dad as he bared no resemblance to his son, except his eyes. “ ‘Ey up. I’m Malc, Tom’s dad. Taxi’ll be ‘ere in a minute. Let’s ‘ope birthday boy hurries his arse up. Bet ‘e’s taken longer to get ready than you pair combined”. Amelia and Melanie chuckled. Malcolm was a typical Derbyshire bloke with a broad accent. It was an accent hard not to love.

About ten minutes passed, before Tom finally appeared from the house, locking the door. Melanie giggled. “I’ve never seen him looking so smart, he normally dresses dead common”. Amelia immediately came to her boyfriend's defence.
“No he doesn’t. Just because you are all la-di-da young lady”.  Both sisters chuckled with their infectious laugh. Amelia could see Melanie’s point. Tom normally dressed in jeans and a tee-shirt. She hardly recognised the smart young man that emerged from his house. Tom was dressed in a suit with a trendy blazer from Topman. Amelia was admiring the sight of her boyfriend when Malcolm announced, “Taxi’s ‘ere”.