*Two Weeks Later*
"Over here!" Andy called, and, hand-in-hand, the newly-weds skipped over while I ran to grab the luggage they ditched at the baggage claim. Everyone embraced each other, and just like Alex had bet fifteen dollars for, Sydney started crying.
I started to take out my phone, about to film the tears smearing Sydney's mascara all over her face, when I realized I had one unread message from +31 476-829-414. "Has the Meryl Streep wannabe flooded the airport with tears yet?" From Alex. I attempted to suppress the huge grin that I knew was going to spread across my face, failing epically.
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Alex and Jared
ChickLitAlex, sister of the bride, and Jared, brother of the groom, expected a boring wedding. They sure didn't know what was coming. Cover: http://files.vividscreen.info http://www.picmonkey.com
