The American Princess

Chapter Fifteen

     Every time Emily looked in the mirror she started crying. They were happy tears no doubt about it but she still wanted them to stop. It was her first dress fitting and it was even better than what Emily had envisioned. She did not have to think about it her dress was the dress one hundred percent. Vera and Randy had even added a few things she hadn’t even thought of yet immediately loved.

     Emily’s wedding dress as a strapless ball gown with an empire waist made by a blue belt that matched the bridesmaid’s dresses exactly and fit perfectly already. Because Emily had decided to have a fifteen foot train Vera added an under bustle that kept the circle skirt look. Randy added pockets so Emily could easily pick up her dress easier and stash the money from her Italian in-laws easily.

     “Now the lace sleeves for the church will easily come off,” Randy smiled.

     “As soon as we get to the palace you’ll be there to take them off right?” Emily asked.

     “Wouldn’t be anywhere else.”

     “Thank you.”

     “Okay this has been incredible but we actually have a flight to catch,” Jessie said quickly.

     “What? Where are we going?” Emily asked.

     All Jessie would offer up was a devious smile as Emily slowly walked back to her fitting room. Scared Emily changed her clothes and followed Jessie out of the store. Their car took them to a private airstrip where a private jet was waiting to take them wherever Jessie had planned. A few hours later Emily stared out the window wide eyed as they landed in Las Vegas.

     “What’s going on?” Emily asked.

     “A hen party or bachelorette party whichever you want to call it,” Jessie smiled.

     “No Jess we cant the press would have a field day.”

     “Relax there wont be strippers just come on.”

     Excitedly Jessie took Emily to their hotel where more of Emily’s friends were waiting and a few drinks ahead. Immediately they surrounded Emily all doing different things and when they stepped away she looked like a new person. Some how they had changed her into a purple dress, put on a tacky tiara, and weighed her down with beads and light up accessories. As soon as she saw herself she took a shot for the yelling she was going to get for misbehaving.

     “I’m going to be in trouble no matter what so lets do work,” Emily smiled.

     “That’s what I’m talking about,” Jessie said happily.

     “Lets go,” Brooke said leading the Calvary.

     The ten deep group crammed into the elevator and headed to the first club on the list. Instantly Emily relaxed and decided to have as much as possible. All the guys in the club were flashing her trying to get some of the beads around her neck and the owner was making sure they always had enough drinks. Everywhere they went there was a VIP area waiting for them because Emily and Jessie were who they were and who Emily was about to become.

     “What shot are we on?” Emily asked.

     “I barely know what club we’re on,” Jessie laughed.

     “Sounds about right,” she laughed.

     “Shots!” Brooke yelled.

     After a couple more shots and a few more clubs Emily wrangled the group and stumbled up to their hotel room to sop up some of the alcohol with room service. As soon as everyone saw the inside of the suite high heels were off and they were flopping onto any open couch. The alcohol was definitely getting to all of them and their feet were dying from their high heels. Shortly after they finished eating every single one of them were past out.