A Simply Complicated Love Story [Book 1]

34. The Wedding: Part 1

"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty! It's your big day, Mrs. Truett!"

I blinked a couple times to wake up. I saw Mrs. Truett (Drew's mom) sittling on the side of my bed with a breakfast tray.

"Hi," I said, still asleep.

"Here, darling. I made you breakfast" She set the tray next to me. "Today, you don't have to worry about a thing. I will bring you to The Boathouse at one-thirty so you can get ready. I hired professional makeup crews and stylists for you, too. I want everything to go perfect!"

"Thanks so much, Samantha," I replied, a little more awake.

"It's no problem at all, dear. I have a surprise for you..."

"What is it?"

"You're mother is flying in to come to the wedding!"

"Dad didn't want to show up at my wedding, huh"

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I called him...of course he had some choice words for me"

"It's okay. Thanks, again"

She smiled and walked out of the room. I looked in the spot next to me for Drew. He was under the blankets! I yanked the covers and poked him to wake him up.

"Drew, honey. Wake up"

Soon, I just full on hit him with the pillow. He woke up suddenly.

"God, what are in these pillows? Bricks? That hurt!"

"Oh my god, you are such a dork," I said sweetly. He smiled an amzing smile. I remembered again why I loved him.

"Ah!" he screamed, stuffing his face into a pillow, breaking the mood.

"Drew, what's wrong with you?! Am I really that hideous in the morning?"

"No! I'm not supposed to look at you until the wedding! It's bad luck," he yelled, muffled by the pillow.

I rolled my eyes at him. I was marrying such a dork. But, he was my dork.

Then, the doorbell rang. I didn't really want to answer it in my PJ's if it was someone important. Brides were supposed to look beautiful every second of their wedding day. I got up and opened the door, anyway.

"Good morning, Mrs. Truett!" Margaux sang. I sighed in relief that it was just her and smiled. She was holding a pink box.

"What's in the box?" I laughed. She winked enthusiastically. I had a feeling that she was going to respond like that all day no matter what I said.

"Your favorite cupcakes! I got up early and drove to Crumbs Bakery and got you your favorites. Red velvet and Tripple Chocolate! I also got a Vanilla Supreme for me, too," she said in one breath. My mouth dropped.

"Margaux! Crubs Bakery is in Long Island! You drove all that way for me?" I asked, astonished. She nodded and handed me a Frapaccino.

"I stopped by Starbucks, too," she added, still smiling. I giggled and gave her a huge hug.

"Ohmigod, dude, you're the most amazing best friend ever!"

"No, you are! Okay, I'm pretty amazing" She curtsied sarcastically. "Anyway, get dressed in something quick and we'll head down to the spa"

"Spa?! What else is there?!" I laughed, still in amazement.

"Well, there might be one more thing...or two...." she trailed off. I jumped up and down.

"I can't wait to see how you could top all of this!" I squealed, running into my room and changing into a sundress at light speed. I sped back to Margaux, and grabbed her hand as I pulled her out the door.