"Yo my adorable raspberry! You should come back to Brisbane..!" Oli's voice buzzing through the phone in a bubbly voice like usual. I can imagine a little pout playing on his lips matching a pair of satellite shaped puppydog eyes.
"Sorry my cute olive but the wedding is tomorrow and honestly, the jet lag started to get to me by the 2nd flight. But I'll be back soon" It was true, the wedding was tomorrow and everyone has been running around like crazy stressing with anxiousness and excitement. Not a pretty mix...
"Oh yeah. Well I wish the couple the best of life and to be happy and stuff... Yeah I'm a hopeless romantic but I tried, but I can't wait for you to come back" I giggled at his awkward attempt to make a good wish for their future. It's been 4 days since I arrived and Oli was probably the main reason I couldn't wait to go home.
"Whatever you say weirdo. I'll be home soonish though Oli but mum wants everyone to have an early night tonight so I've gotta go, night" stifling a yawn towards the end of the sentence.
After we said our goodbyes and dragged on for another good 10mins, I finally got settled under the covers in the large bed. I laid on my side staring at my dress that was hanging on the cupboard door.
I picked it out yesterday after I dyed my hair again (but this time a violet pastel), unlike others I didn't go through endless amounts of dresses. Took only two dresses before I decided and bought it.
Although it wasn't something I'd usually like, especially the colour, I found myself in love with it. The tag referred to it as; peach white high low hem strapless dress.
Funny enough I don't think I've actually even met Amelia's fiancé...
Wasn't his name like David, or something..? Eh either way, he's one lucky man. And he better know it.
I let out a small hushed sigh, when the thoughts of me one day being in Amelia's place. I'm not one to think of stuff like this nor dream about my wedding day but we've all at least thought about it once. The stunning dress, ideal wedding plans, finally being with that one person.
When, or shall I say if I get married, my husband will be crying when I walk down the aisle. Because seriously, who wouldn't cry at the fact they're spending the rest of their life with me. I'm a bitch, but a super awesome one.
I wonder who it would be though...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So I'm a super lazy bum and all that jazz but yeah I skipped events/days because there isn't going to be anymore after the next two. Gonna have a fail, pathetic and blunt ending that sucks monkeyballs...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TONY PERRY!!! LOVE YOU XX <3 TURTLE TONY X3
Night munchkins x
~Hanna
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Teen FictionFinally, I reached the door of my room and while I reached for the handle a sigh of relief escaped my lips that no one had caught me running through the house in just a towel. Thank god, I swear I would of died of embar- "Well, well, well... If I kn...
