Her

Hallie

"Come on Charlie, you have a wedding to get ready for." I said shouting through from my bedroom. My older sister is such a last minute person. She is getting married at twelve and its currently nine o'clock. I hear her groan and then scream with excitement. "I'm getting married." She runs across the hall to the bathroom and then runs to my bedroom. "Where's the tissue?" I throw a roll at her and she runs back and locks the door.

I climb in the back of the bridesmaids car and Charlie in her separate car with our parents. The trip is twenty minutes and we get to the venue in time. John and his friends are at the front of the alter already, Arron, Paul, Jake and Taylor. The music starts and Jessi walks first, Quin and then me and we all stand proper at the front of the alter. I notice Taylor is looking over at me. Us girls have never met John's friends because Charlie doesn't like them. But I've heard stories about Taylor, she sleeps with a different women every night and hasnt had a single relationship. She's the kind of woman who uses others for her own needs. She's hot, for a woman, but what would I know, as I am obviously straight.