TWENTY- THREE

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••• 2 weeks later •••

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••• 2 weeks later •••

"JESUS!!! MELISSAAAA! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?! THE FLOWERS ARE FUCKING HANGING OFF THE ROOF!!!" Hayley shouted at the top of her lungs for Melissa.

"HAYLEY! FOR FUCK SAKE, THEY ARE VISTERIA FLOWERS! THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO BE HANGING OFF THE ROOF!" Melissa shouted back.

"CAN YOU STOP YELLING AT ME? I ALWAYS SUCKED AT BIOLOGY!" Hayley shouted back.

"THAT DOESN-" I cut Melissa in between.

"Can you both shut the fuck up? I am actually trying to do my work." I tell them both making them both sigh in frustration.

Melissa comes into the office and slams my laptop shut.

I know what y'all are thinking. "Why isn't she killing her?". Well that's because Melissa is a really close friend of Hayley and I.

"You are supposed to be sleeping! We can't have you walk down the aisle with dark circles, pale face, red sleepy eyes. That's even worse than zombie bride." She says smacking the back of my head.

"Well, actually for a second thought, I like the idea. I'll just scare off Xander and be single. I'll put some fake blood in the veil and vampire teeth." I reply grinning.

"Perhaps, you didn't hear her. She said zombie bride. The one you're talking about is vampire bride." Hayley joined the conversation.

"Y'all are such pain in the ass I swear." I reply smacking my own head and head to bed.

"Hazel." Hayley comes into my room while I remove my make up.

"Yea." I look at her and ask.

"Are you okay?" She suddenly asks me.

"What do you mean?" I ask chuckling.

"I don't know, you seem really quiet today." She tells me.

"Hayley, I am getting married tomorrow, to the man I hate. I am allowed to be a bit tensed and mad." I tell her.

"But he's hot." She tells me smirking.

"Get out." I tell her rolling my eyes making her laugh.

"You got a big day tomorrow baby, sleep well." She tells me and turns off the lights.

What have I gotten myself into?

••• The next morning •••

"OH MY FUCKING GOD! I CAN'T FIND THE FUCKING CURLER! HAYLEY!!" I hear a scream that wakes me up.

"Jesus." I groan and get up from my bed.

"Bitch, get out of your bed and go take a shower." Melisa orders me.

"Good morning to you too." I greet her sarcastically and roll my eyes.

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