After way too long I have finally finished the next chapter. I plan to make this story either 9 or ten chapters but don't worry the narrator won't be clean for too much longer

"Well it appears that we have a last minute competitor. So do you guys know the rules?"

The three of them all nodded

"Alright then just head on to the dock and let us see what you can do."

The two girls ran towards the edge of the dock while Carrie sat back with us to watch. It looked like Diane was about to dive, when Josie suddenly caught her.

"Not so fast sis. I go off first"

"Alright then fine. My dive will just look even better by comparison."

Josie got out of position to confront her sister

"What did you say bitch?"

"Oh don't be like that. You know that I am going to one up you anyways."

"Haha no. You can barely walk in those heels. Try jumping, and I'd bet you'd just trip and fall instantly. I guess you don't want Jared to see that again"

"Ok that's it" the two girls then started pushing at each other to the point where Carrie eventually had to stand up to break the two girls apart.

"Now Now dears, no need to fight about this just settle it diplomatically"

Carrie then separated the two of them and made them apologize.

"I'm sorry for saying that about you." said Diane

"And I'm sorry that you are unable to admit how bad you are at this."

With that last one Diane gave Josie a hard shove which knocked her backwards into the pit. Before falling however, she had caught hold of her mother's arm who in turn was holding Diane to speak with her about what had just happened. This caused all three of them to lose balance and fall into the mud below which instantly engulfed all of them leaving only Carrie's hat to remain on the surface.

And then the surface broke. Out of the muck popped Josie, right under her mother's hat and she began looking around for the other two girls. Right beneath her was Diane who pushed up josie carrying her on her shoulders whilst doing a similar gesture to pretend to look for her sister. Finally out came Carrie who did much the same as her older daughter, but eventually all falling down face forward under the weight of the two girls.they all stood up and took a bow before Josie removed her hat and placed it on her mother's head, proclaiming her the mud queen. They were announced as the winners of the competition to the applause of everyone including all other competitors.

"Remember when that used to be us?" I heard turning back to see my two sisters, Natasha who was dressed in a simple yet elegant yellow dress and hat, as well as Ruth who was wearing a full coating of mud.

"Which part of it are you referring to exactly?" I asked sarcastically

"Well the part about us three sister being young and laughing at the obscurity of our actions without even one care in the world" said Natasha gesturing over to the two vandalay girls making mud angels "I miss those days"

"Yeah I guess I do too. But how many strange things did we really get involved in? I suppose there was that time we took mom's car and ended up somehow driving it into a beehive"

"Oh and don't forget that one time after your prom!" I heard Natasha say

I still remember that event like it was yesterday. What had happened was that while leaving the after prom party I had gotten slightly drunk (I hadn't realized that was what was happening at the time) and drove home across what I thought would be a firm patch of ground but ended up being quite liquid itself. I had to get out of the car, still in my dress (the effort to take it off would not have been worth it) and I came home with much of the bottom completely covered and the top was decorated with some splatters.

"Oh of course I remember that, how could I not? Mom was sooooo angry. But this also means that you are the only one of us not to get muddy in a nice dress. That doesn't seem fair"

"You are right that isn't fair at all I feel we should fix that don't you" replied Ruth

We both started to approach Natasha (well mostly Ruth) and sensing the memo Natasha Started walking backwards (she couldn't run in her heels) and as the sound of her heels began to make a more noticeable noise, she came to realize she was on the boardwalk. At this point she realized she had fallen right into Ruth's trap and decided not to delay the inevitable. She plugged her nose, leaned back, and fell into the mud below with a loud splat.

By this point the sound had no longer gotten the attention as about half of us had already been there/done that. One girl that it did notice though was Ruth's daughter and my niece Sarah. She was a 20 year old woman with bright red hair which she wore in a wavy style for today. Her outfit was a 50s-esque light blue gown that was tied around the front. She was talking on her phone to one of her college friends when she heard the loud splat noise and promptly rushed over. To the edge.

"Oh my god my mom just went into the bog too, wait hold on let me show you." she proceeded to turn on the camera mode to face the mud. "Alright you see her"

The friend must have said no because Sarah began to move forward towards the bog. This gave me an idea.

"Hey ruth. Our niece appears to be moving closer to the pit. I think you need to encourage her." Ruth kind of looked at me concerned so I talked her up some more. "Look, all of us will be going in eventually, you may as well try to have some fun with your daughter while doing it."

She shrugged her shoulders and began to approach her daughter who was still leaning over the edge. Now what I thought was gonna happen was that she would simply give her a light tap to send her off. Instead Ruth tackled the girl in a bear hug and both of them went spiraling over and under both being invisible. Two seconds later both popped up, Ruth was laughing her head off while Sarah seemed to be spitting out and coughing.

"I'm sorry, what were we discussing?" were Sarah's first (audiable) words after breaking the surface. Unfortunately for her during the fall her camera had switched positions so that it was now facing her, giving the caller a full body image of my niece. Sarah didn't know this yet but a very loud cackling sound from her phone soon alerted her to this.

"Lovin the new color Girl!"

Sarah just sighed and leaned back. "Look it's a long story alright, I'll send you pics when all of us are like this ok? Bye." she said hanging up in order to avoid whatever new comment her friend was about to make. Turning her head towards her aunt she gave her a bit of a harsh stare before kind of screaming out "What was that for?! You could have hurt me!"

Ruth chuckled lightly before saying "Yeah sorry about that. But to be fair you did kind of set yourself up there."

"I gotta agree with her, Sweety. You did look just a little too vulnerable and clean at that moment." Sarah let out a bit of a whine before her mother continued. "So now that you are in here with me you should just enjoy the moment. Your outfit is ruined anyhow so just lay back and relax." Sarah was clearly a little upset still but proceeded to chill and lay back a bit while Natasha went over to talk with some of the other guests in the mud about whatever. I could also see that the van delaye girls were moving towards Sarah possibly with a prank in mind. After a couple minutes of splashing around my sisters came back up alongside Donna.

"Hey sis. Looks like we made a new friend uh? Do you two know each other?"

"Yeah you are Donna right?" she gave a nod indicating that she was Donna. Truth be told, I actually didn't know who she was very well. I had never met her and only knew who she was. I had seen her face in a photo of one of Jacob's college clubs.
"What are you named?" she asked. I was very surprised to hear her voice as she seemed to have an Irish accent.

"Rebecca." I responded before starting to ask my own questions. "So where are you from?"

"Small town outside dublin." she said. She did tell me what it was called I couldn't really understand though.

"And how exactly do you know the groom?"

"Ah. Well a couple years back he spent a semester abroad in my country. Since he was alone at the time we very quickly hit it off together. Had a fling you know then he had to return home. He broke up with me right before he left though which left me a little sad, so I was admittedly a little surprised to see that I had been invited. I decided to go in order to show I meant goodwill. If I am being honest I also wanted to look my absolute best to show him what he was missing you know?"

"And how did that work out for you?"

"Yeah yeah. But Remember I went in willingly. In fact I am kind of glad I did as it is quite cooling. The weather doesn't typically get this hot back home. Hell, I was almost considering jumping in the lake if I had to take another minute of the heat."

"Well knowing my Charlotte, I honestly wouldn't be surprised if we all ended up there by the end of the night. I probably would have been more shocked if we didn't"

"Well she sounds like a fun girl. I'm happy for her and Jacob"

I wasn't quite sure if she was being sincere seeing as I was the bride's mother, but I felt it was best to just accept her compliment. She really was a fun girl though who enjoyed this kind of stuff. Hell she actually met Jacob when searching for a method to clean her clothes after a mud volleyball game. God knows I could never have done something like that.

It was at this moment that I heard another loud splat and saw a woman I didn't recognise emerge from the mud. I couldn't really discern much about her outfit (it being covered in mud and all) but I could tell that she had been wearing a fascinator hat of some kind. I asked my sister if she by chance knew but it seemed that she did not. And then we heard a loud wooooo from down there and suddenly both of us knew instantly. It had been none other than Mrs. garcia. Mrs. Garcia had been one of the cleaning people who worked for Jacob's family while he was growing up and I knew that he had quite an affinity for her when they were both younger. I had only just met her today and I could already see why. Even at 48 she was still an absolute stunner of a woman who could still turn more than a few heads with her lean legs and nice tan skin. Her loud yell was the giveaway because she still retained a rather thick accent from her home country that always shone through even in the very few moments I had heard her speak.
We looked over the edge and saw her lying back and kicking her very high heeled shoes in the mud. As she wasn't particularly rich, she often didn't get to enjoy many of the pleasures that were affordable to a lot of the other guests here. Her dress was itself already fairly expensive I imagined and so was a spa trip (trust me I know) but she was able to do both at once here. At this point even I was beginning to wonder whether it actually was that nice of a feeling, lord knows that it was uncomfortable enough outside the slop.


My thoughts were interrupted when I heard a somewhat high pitched voice shout "hey". I turned around to see that it was Mrs. Garcia's daughter Emilia. She very much looked like a younger version of her mother in some ways being closer to a clone than a daughter (I have no idea what her father looks like for the record). Like her mother she appeared to be wearing a flower fascinator which she sported with a dark pink knee length dress and a long sleeved suit jacket and matching elbow length (I presume because the sleeves were still completely out). "You said we would go in together" she said before leaping in and sinking completely under before swimming back up to the top. The two then started speaking in Spanish while making their way back up the hill. I figured now seemed as a good a time to introduce myself to them (officially)

"Ummm hello Mrs. Garcia, are you having fun?"

"Please call me Roberta, there is no need to be so formal really." truth be told I had actually just forgotten what her first name was she didn't really need to know that though "and yes this is wonderful! I have been to several weddings before in my life that just went on too long and I also had to be careful not to ruin anything and now look at me" she said opening her arms for me to the sorry state of her outfit "I am a total mess and it is the best."

"Well maybe you're just used to keeping the groom's house clean that this is fulfilling." I said sarcastically which seemed to get a pretty good laugh out of her.

"You seem like a nice woman umm? Emilia quien es?"

"Ella es la madre de novia, come on.'' Suddenly Roberta seemed a bit sorry and looked to apoligize. I really didn't care though considering I forgot her name. She seemed to be mostly satisfied by my reaction and went to dive off the pier again. I turned to Emilia and asked "is she always like this"

"Yes, hell this isn't even the first time I've seen her get totally messed up in a dress like this before. At my quince for instance she accidentally poured a ton of cheese and salsa on herself and decided to wash herself by just jumping in the pool."

"Oh I'm sorry about that sounds like it was kind of embarrassing"

"It was but she was a good sport and laughed about it with us after the fact. Besides, even if the attention was off me the scene was way to funny for me to be angry. Besides I'm pretty sure her father told she did basically the same thing at his wedding about 37 or so years ago."

"Are you going to go back in?" I asked

"You bet. Can you just hold my jacket though"

She was in the process of removing her jacket when we saw that Charlotte's college friends (all still covered in mud) were tugging along two girl one of which was Eliza.

"Well well well, looks like nobody is escaping." I thought