How Ever Did We Fall In Love? - Trista and Maverick - By SMA/CMA
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Rated: PG-13 (maybe)

AN: Welcome to Trista's story in the HEDWFIL series.  As always, this is an original piece by me.  I recommend that you read Amy's story first, otherwise, you may get lost.  Well, enjoy!
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Prologue
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*Somewhere above the Earth*

Lord Ruin paced back and forth down the length of his chamber.  If he 
wanted to conquer Pluto, he would have to act fast.  He could already 
feel Pluto's mate awakening and that was a bad sign.  Morgana needed to 
be his!  Then maybe their dark plan could commence...

*Tokyo, Japan*

Trista leaned back and observed the scene at Amy's wedding reception.  
Her and Hotaru had sewn their fingers to the bone to get all of the 
dresses done in time.  She had even spent some evenings at the Time 
Gate to ensure that they would be done in time.

She walked away from the refreshment table and smoothed her dress.  
Watching the dancers, she began to slightly sway with the music.  Amy 
and Robert made a beautiful couple; their looks accented each other's 
features.

"May I have this dance?"

Trista looked and saw a man with red hair and violet eyes looking at 
her.  She nodded her head and followed him onto the dance floor.  She 
cleared her throat and said, "I'm Trista, one of Amy's friends.  Who 
are you?"

The man replied, "I'm Orion, an old classmate of Robert's."

Trista and Orion swayed to the time of the music and Trista felt 
herself transported to another time.  A time when she was in the arms 
of another man...

"Alright everyone," a slightly drunk Mina said into a microphone, "time 
to catch the bouquet and garter!"

The men huddled in a little group around a chair that had been produced 
for the sake of this event.  Amy sat down and Robert dropped in front 
of her, sliding his hands up her dress in order to find the garter 
belt.  All of a sudden, a little piece of blue fabric was flung into 
the air and a black-haired man caught it.  Orion came back to Trista 
and said, "He grabbed it from my hands."

Trista thought he was just sulking as she took her place among the 
unmarried women already amassing a group around Amy's chair.  Now 
standing, Amy flung the bouquet over her shoulder.  It grazed Raye's 
fingers, hit the top of Mina's head, and came to a stop in Trista's 
awaiting hands.  The group gasped, then laughed.  Everyone knew that 
Trista didn't have a man in her life...

Trista just shook her head and bemoaned fate.

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