Slamming open the door I reluctantly walked through Into our hotel room; I looked a mess. I had a lovely sunburned nose and now could have easily played the part of rudolf the reindeer, my hair - well lets just not talk about it and last but not least I was COMPLETELY soaked after being chased by wild seven year olds with water guns, my white sundress was basically see through.
Oh - If Mason could see me now, well too bad hes not going to because this WHOLE holiday I promised myself to keep at least a 100 meter distance away from him. This holiday Is about trying to get over the bad things that have happened and not about getting constant crap from Mason. By this I mean, Maybe have a fling, Sunbathe until my skin Is a perfect shade of golden brown and eat as much food as i can cram into my stomach. perfect.
I Locked the door to my suite and sighed, with just over an hour to get ready I skipped like a happy 10 year old into the bathroom and turned on the tap ready to have a quick but relaxing soak before getting ready. Just then there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?!" I shouted from the balcony hanging my sundress over the rail to dry.
"Its Carlson, poo face, let me in!"
I sighed and grabbed my key card from the dresser to swipe him in.
"Carlson - What DO you want" I spoke rather impatiently.
"Calm down, I just wanted to bring you this" He held up a sparkling turquoise dress. It was mermaid style and full length, just reaching the floor. It had a sweetheart neckline (strapless of course) and looked like something you would see in a prom dress catalog. I loved it!
"What's this for?" I tried to look questioning but I couldn't help the huge grin starting to form on my face.
"Its for tonight Bridgey But don't thank me it was alllll Amber just put it on do your hair or whatever you girls do and find some shoes that match, You'll need to be down in a half hour - no further questions."
"BUT-"
"I said no further questions" He said in a cool voice.
I stepped from behind the door and gave him a huge hug, I looked up to see him chuckle.
"what?" I questioned with a worried look.
"Yeah bridge nice underwear."
I blushed and remembered why I was stood behind the door, slamming the door in his face and turning redder, I managed to shout bye before jumping into my bath and getting ready for whatever the hell the crazy lady we all called Amber had planned.
Walking down the sandy coloured steps, at the entrance of the Hotel I was faced With the three open mouthed faces of, Amber, Carlson and...Mason. The boys were both dressed In suits Carlsons being plain black and Masons being grey. Amber was wearing a beautiful, flowing, flaw length ball gown In a pretty maroon colour.
"Bridget you look stunning" cooed Amber. "I knew Turquoise was your colour!"
"Amber you really didn't need to go to the trouble of buying this, i mean i have plenty of dresses."
"Yes i did because i highly doubt you bought a ballgown to Hawaii with you sweetie."
"I suppose you're right, anyway can you PLEASE tell me what we're doing and why we are all dressed this formal?"
She grinned and took a step towards me with a huge sparkle in her dark green eyes.
"Ready to meet your uncle?"
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YES i know yet again i have left you on a cliffhanger mwhahaha ;) BUT i am almost done working on the next part witch will be up no later then Wednesday ( this chapter should just give you somthing to look forward to and is mainly a filler) i felt bad for making you guys wait so long and im sorrryyyy!!! ALSOOO COMPETITION!!! time :D alls you have to do is read the description for bridgets dress and either paint, draw design or find a dress of the internet that you think would suit...... personally message me and my favourite one will be in the side for the next chapter PLUS you will get a lovely dedication hope you enjoyed and thank you all for being so patient <3 xxxxxxxxxx
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Teen FictionEver wondered what its like to be stuck with the person that your trying to avoid? Bridget and her brother Carlson go threw the most traumatic experience in their lives and somehow end up with: Blonde bitches. A scary bad boy who likes to play with...
