Diana's POV
"Come on girly. Come with me, I hate running these fundraisers by myself for your brother's cookout for the neighbouring packs he is holding."
"I love you Ava, but I'm sorry. I'm not leaving this house." I told her for the fourth time this afternoon.
"Why? Because of your old friends? f**k them, they only hate you because they ain't you." She smiled holding out a pink blouse and black pants. I shook my head at the outfit. She had nice clothes but it seemed too fancy for just raising funds for a cookout. They are going to the city so she can gain money to help pay for all the food for the cookout. Jorge wants to have BBQ, which is one of Mom's specialty dishes. If he asked we all knew she would cook the food, but also make him help her. When I told him this, he said it would
