Whitney POV
I sat down on the bech with Zayne in the bridal shop. Jasmine was in a dressing room, trying on different dresses for the wedding. It reminded me of when me and Michael married.
"Okay. I like how it compliment ya boobs." Zayne smiled.
Jasmine giggle and looked in the mirror. " I just want them to add like an elastic around my waist so I can twerk in this."
"Girl, shut up." I said. "Now, is that the dress you want?"
Jasmine stared in the mirror for a long time. Probably imaging how she would look in the wedding with this dress. Finally she said yes and went to go change back into her own clothes.
"Can't believe she's getting married." I said.
"Well, believe it Mommy. She's grown up and is leaving the nest. Its about time we all do but she's always known she wanted this." Zayne told me.
I hugged her and she smiled. "So, where is Daddy?"
"Him, Paul and Vin are out for tux. But I'm sure we're winning." I smiled.
"Wow."
Jasmine came back out with her dress concealed in the cover. She squealed. She was excited. That's obvious. we paid for the dress and left to the car. While we were on the highway, we began talking bridesmaid.
"I want Michelle to be my maid because she's dope as fuck. Cherokee and Letty and Zay can be in. And Brandon too. I want Jordana in. Uhm...who else? I'll think of it."
"When we go home, I'm organizing a check off list. You need it."
"Whatever." Jasmine said. "I just can't believe I'm gonna get married. I'm gonna be Mrs. Paul Walker."
I smiled because what I really wanted to do was cry. My oldest is leaving the nest. I can't wipe her tears anymore, I can't feed her or help her when she she needs it. That's Paul job now. I just hope she's gonna be happy with whatever choices she make.
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Michael POV
"Excited Paul?" I asked as us men sat at the island.
"For sure. I hope its not gonna be like the dramatic movies when at the last minute, she changes and runs off." Paul said.
I laughed. "It ain't gonna be like that. Jasmine is so excited." I told him.
I heard the door slam and the word BOYS being yelled out.
"Men!" I corrected.
I heard the clicking of rapid heels moving and Jasmine appeared in high spirits. She hugged Paul and went on and on about their dress day. Paul just listened.
"And oh my panini. My dress is flawless because I'm flawless. And I'm so excited. Okay Zayne, check off list." Jasmine finally stopped babbling.
"Already on it." Zayne called somewhere from upstairs.
"Okay, so...." I said. "Where's your Mother?"
"Outside with Jez. Who cares? This is about me." Jasmine pouted.
"She's definitely gonna be a Brideszilla. No doubt." Vin said.
He and Paul laughed.
"Oh shut up." Jasmine smiled. "Oh gee. Paul, let's go."
"What why?" Paul looked at his bride to be.
"We need to get home and rest because its a busy day, tomorrow. Hurry Vin! Oh my!" Jasmine snapped.
"You're are so bossy." I mentioned.
"Daddy, boys need to understand that us woman are taking over. No more Ike and Tina shit. Its our time to shine." Jasmine folded her arms.
"That is so not true. Men still outweigh woman." Brandon came in.
"No they don't bitch! Woman have powers that can make her get her way. Either sex, or threatening someone but still looking sexy at it.... Men can't pull it off so it makes woman ten time higher then you punks."
Brandon tried to think of a comeback but couldn't so he just walked away.
"Yeah, walk away, bitch!" Jas called.
"Okay, ready, chica?" Paul asked.
"I was born ready." Jas smiled and kissed my cheek. "Love you Daddy, have a great day."
- if I had to be a celebrity for a day , it'll be MJ because I can learn interesting, personal facts bout him . like how do he prefer his women or how big is he and all sorts of shit .
-My phone is being the ultimate pedestrian .
-New favorite movie is Juno because she's hilarious and the bomb .
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I wanna get rid of ChunkyMonkey because wtf people can't go around anymore thinking its okay to call me ChunkyMonkey in the streets . it takes away from my thug look . wat do u think ? Keep it or leave it ?
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