Daughter Of A Rockstar

Wedding Day Part 1

-five months later-

Renae:
It's finally mine and Josh's wedding day! I sit at the table with a smile on my face. "Someone's happy this morning." My mom says. "Its mine and Josh's wedding day, or course I'm happy." I say. My mom chuckles a little. "I'm glad your happy, but we need to get you ready." My mom says. "Okay." I say and stand up. Josh is already getting ready. "Wanna get your dress on?" My mom asks. "Sure." I say. I grab my wedding dress out of my mom's closet and I put it on. My mom walks in. "Need me to tighten it a little bit?" My mom asks. "Yes please." I say. My mom tightens it a little more so it fits better. "Thanks mom." I say. "Your welcome hun. Let's go get your makeup and hair done." She says. We both walk into the bathroom to finish getting me ready. "What do you want done with your hair?" My mom asks. "Ummm how about curles." I say. "That works for me." My mom says. She curls my hair and puts the veil in. "Now what do you want done with your makeup?" My mom asks. "Surprise me." I say. "Okay." My mom says. She does my makeup really cute. I smile. "Thanks mom." I say. "Your welcome dear." My mom says. We both walk into the kitchen and my dad is standing there all dressed up in a nice black suit and tie. "You look nice dad." I say. I put on th gloves that goes with my dress. "Thank you Ren. You look nice too." My dad says. All of a sudden Josh knocks on the door. "Hide." My mom says. I go hide in my mom's room and lock the door.

Josh:
I knock on the door and Andy opens it. "Come on in. We leave in half an hour." Andy says. "Okay where's Renae?" I ask. "She's getting ready still but you can't see her till the wedding. Bad luck you know." Juliet says. "I know. I figured I'd ask." I say. I walk in and sit on the couch. I pull out the small photo album I have of mine and Renae's pictures of us together and look through it.

Renae:
My mom knocks on the door. I let her in and shut and lock the door again. "You look pale you okay?" My mom asks. "Just a little nervous that's all." I say. "You don't get pale when your nervous. What's wrong?" My mom asks again. "I'm just afraid this won't work out." I say. "Don't be afraid. You'll do great. Although it might not help with the paparazzi being there." My mom says biting her nails. "Is Ronnie gonna be there?" I ask. "Of course he is. Why do you ask?" My mom says. "Idk I thought I'd ask." I say. "Okay hun. You ready?" My mom says. "Yeah." I say.