Undefined

Chapter 12

"We have to go dress shopping!" Brooklyn squeals, taking in all of the information that I had just shared about Caleb's wedding. "It won't be as fun if you don't get to pick one out with me." I whine.

"Do you know what Ethan is wearing?" She asks, ignoring my whining. "Nope--" I said, but was cut off by Brooklyn, standing up abruptly, and exiting the room without an explanation. I am left for a minute, absorbing my shock, when Brooklyn returns, phone in hand. "He says he hasn't picked anything out yet, so you can pick out a dress and he says he'll match his tie accordingly." She says, making my eyebrows shoot up.

"You figured that out just then?" I say as I laugh. She shrugs, and then in comes my brother. "Hey Brooklyn, guess what?" Noah says planting a kiss on her lips. "Okay nope," I interrupt, pushing them away form each other. "You can do that some other time. Preferably, when I'm not watching."

Brooklyn's cheeks turn red while Noah just laughs it off. "Back to what I was saying before I was rudely interrupted," he says as he looks over at me, "is that Ethan invited us to his cousin's wedding. Do you want to go with me?" He asked. "Sure!" Brooklyn replied.

Noah exited the room, a satisfied look on his face. Brooklyn looked over at me and squealed. We were going to a wedding together? Dress shopping suddenly sounded a lot more fun.

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We had been shopping for hours. My mom insisted that we bring the twins, because they have had nothing to do all day. And what's worse, I have not found a single dress that screams "wedding". I walk out of the dressing room in a strapless, red with orange higlights, floor length dress, and I hate it. But Brooklyn insists that I show her, no matter how bad I think I look.

"Ew, you look like a tomato," Sophia starts.

"You look like you're on fire," Addison says.

"Oh boy," is all that Brooklyn says, "Gee, thanks guys," I say and roll my eyes and return back to the dressing room to try on more dresses.

Brooklyn found the perfect dress about two hours ago, a cute floral bodice with a white skirt that stopped mid-thigh. Good luck finding a tie to match, Noah.

That just left me.

I groan, slipping on the next few dresses of assorted colors and lengths and I'm ready to give up. Maybe I could just borrow a dress from Brooklyn. I slip into the dress and pull it up.

It's the one.

The strapless light blue dress stops mid-thigh and has a rhinestone embedded bodice. I take a quick look in the mirror, smiling at my reflection. I step out, unable to wipe my smile off of my face.

Sophia attempted to wolf whisle, but without some of her teeth, it came out kind of mangled. All four of us start laughing. "That's the one," Brooklyn says while Addison nodded her head with a smile.

I pumped a fist in the air. "Now we can go get food!" I yell, returning to the dressing room, and hearing the laughter of my sisters and friend. "Of course you're thinking about food!" Brooklyn yells back, laughing.

"To the food court!" I yell, pointing my finger in the air, after paying for my dress.

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What color is your dress? Ethan texts me.

How do you know that I found a dress? I ask, not answering his question.

I know a girl :) So what color? He responds. Of course Brooklyn told him that we went dress shopping.

Light blue, I got to go, soccer starts in 30 min. I respond.

My coach is not letting me play in games because of my concussion, but I still get to practice. I throw on my practice jersey and some soccer shorts, and head downstairs to get my water.