* 3 weeks later *
"Where's our damn entertainment?!" Andy was scurrying around, yelling orders at people, while I stood there dumbfounded.
I should've been freaking out. The wedding was about to start, and Sean still wasn't here. "Where is he?" I mumbled under my breath.
I let out a yelp as a hand lands on my shoulder. "Chill Franny." Brian chuckled. "Skylar wanted me to call you. Said you should start getting your makeup and stuff done, before the guests arrive." I gently smoothed out his suit, to calm my nerves. "No need to be nervous. Sean's coming." He sent me a proud smile, before walking over to Andy.
Walking back inside the house, I walk past my grandma and a bunch of other cooks, trying to make their way through the kitchen.
As I step into my room, my eyes bulge out at the sight before me. Sprawled on the bed and bedroom floor, was makeup, perfumes, hairbrushes, nail polish, everywhere. "Woah."
Skylar giggled from over where she sat. "Come on, we need to hurry." She called me over. "Sit." She commanded.
"How long is this going to take?" I stared down at the fake eyelashes on the desk.
"Not too long. Don't want Andy to have to come up here." I chuckled, nodding.
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"You look absolutely gorgeous!" Andy squealed. "Amazing work Skylar." She patted her on the back, before looking back at me.
"Do I get to see?" I was still facing away from the mirror. I had my dress on, my makeup on, and my hair done.
"No." Andy said sternly. "The guests are already here. Now get up." She pulled me up from my seat, before hauling me out the door.
"But, but Sean. I can't do it if Sean isn't here." I whispered, noticing the my hands were shaking.
"Franny, I promise you Sean is here. If he wasn't, you would've heard me screaming Bloody Mary." She smirked. "Now come on. You're future husband awaits." She gestured outside.
We walk together behind the house, to the backyard. We weren't able to do the wedding at Eleanor's Garden, like we hoped, but the backyard was the second best thing.
As we turned the corner, the chatter and music became louder. I stopped dead in my tracks, as I stared at Sean whispering something to Brian.
"Fran, what's wrong?" Skylar tugged on my hand. "Franny?"
"I can't do this." I don't know why this suddenly came to me, but it just did at that moment. Hopefully the words were only coming out due to nervousness. I was trembling, about to crumble to my knees any second.
I pulled myself out of their holds, and stepped back behind the corner.
"Shit." Andy screeched. "Franny, let's go." She hissed. "They spotted us, and they're standing now, we have to go."
"Fran, I know you're nervous, but everyone's waiting. Please." Skylar pleaded, but still looking at me with concern. "Please."
I closed my eyes, and took a deep breath. I was getting married. Everyone was waiting. My family was waiting. My friends were waiting. Sean was waiting. Suck it up Franny. Pull yourself together, I told myself. I want this, so why am I over here behind a corner, freaking the hell out? I reopen my eyes to see Andy and Sky still staring at me. I blew out one last breath, before walking up to them.
"I'm ready." They grinned brightly, taking my hands into theirs. Together, we all walked towards the priest, both of my friends right behind me, my father by my side, and my handsome prince waiting for me.
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Ficção Adolescente"You are what you eat, so I can't argue with that." He sighs.
