The happening- a story of Miraculous Ladybug

The wedding

         Marinette POV:
            "Calm down, Mari!" Alya says as I worriedly pace the floor of The dressing room.
             "I can't calm down Alya. The hair stylist I hired is 10 minutes late, Chloe hasn't come back with my wedding dress, and I am walking down the aisle in one hour." I say anxiously looking up at her with worried eyes. "What if they don't get here in time? What is I fall? What if the dress doesn't fit? What if he changes his mind? What if..."
            "No more 'What ifs..'" Alya says cutting off my worrying. "Everything will be fine he loves you and you love him. If you do trip your dad will be there with you. And for the stylist she will be here soon." She then started to count down from three.
            When she pulled down the last finger the stylist, Mrs. Kathleen, rushes through the door saying, "Honey, no need to worry I am here." She looks at me and inspects my hair. "Love the color seems natural. Ok let's begin!"
              After thirty minutes of pulling and  hairspray she was finally done. To which Chloe rushes through the door holding a black clothing bag. I sighed happily while Alya hopped out of her tackling Chloe in a hug.
"Finally your here! Mari has been freaking out and questioning everything!" Alya says exasperated to which Chloe laughs. I hear my phone go off to Igbo over to it and look who it's from. I smile as I read it but quickly type back a response and walk back over to the girls.
"Homey I'm finished now try on that dress!" Mrs. Kathleen says while clapping her hands. The dress was sleeveless and had a sweetheart neckline. With a long sleeve lace overlay attached to the dress and a small belt around the waist. The train went about a foot or two behind the bottom of the dress. When I walked out Alya started crying and Chloe comforted her. "Let's add the finishing touches." Mrs. Kathleen said as she set me down again. She put a beautiful tiara in my hair and a necklace with a lock and key.

            "Where did these come from?" I ask looking at the tiara and necklace in the mirror.
             "Your groom to be brought them down. He said he wanted everyone to know that you are his princess!" Alya said excited after she had stopped crying and wiped her eyes. When I look over at Alya I see she is all ready to go. She is the maid of honor so her dress is different then other brides maids. Her dress is an off the shoulder light pink dress with light pink wedges. With dangling silver earrings and flower jewel patterned necklace.