Not Just Another Suicide Story (Dalton Rapattoni)

Big White Wedding Part 1

It was noon before I woke up and I needed to be ready by two. I rushed to shower and do some quick laundry before speeding over to the bar. Tony was waiting outside with a dress bag. I stopped about ten yeards away from him and shook my head. 

"Not going to happen Tony!" He smirked and put it in the van and walked up to me. He slung his arm over my shoulder and pushed me to the driving side door. 

"It's not a dress, but you are required to wear it at the venue. Requested by the groomsman. Good luck today Ace, rack up the cash!" I grumbled and got into the cab. Screw this job. If I had more experience in anything else I'd be out of the gutter! I merged onto the highway and tuned out. I listened to my singer and his velvet voice. It was smooth and soothing. 

Your the moon girl, oh-oh, look how you light up the room girl. Those lines repeated over and over in my head. I tried to build him in my mind, but I never got far. I saw blue eyes and blonde hair. I couldn't get past that though. I stopped there because I didn't need anything else. His eyes, voice and hair was enough. I reached the venue by six and started setting up. Chilling the liquor, filling ice buckets and helping the chef set the food up once I was done. People started arriving around seven so I slipepd into the back and opened the bag. 

Cole Pendery P.O.V 

I left the guys to go find a bathroom before the reception started. I was slipping into the back to find someone to tell me where it was when I heard a girl. 

"You've got to be fucking kidding me! I swear all men are exactly the same!" I moved towards the voice and it was coming from behind a door. I knocked and a girl with chestnut hair opened the door. She looked extreamly flustered and her hair was everywhere. 

"Can I help you?" I smiled and she offered a small one back. I slid in through the crack forcing her backwards. I looked around to see what could have distressed her and saw a dress bag that had been open. I peeked inside and saw exactly why she had been so upset. The skirt was far too short for her and the shirt, was way to tight just from looking at it. 

"Okay well now I know why you screamed. The shirt is too tight, the skirt way too short. Was this on accident or what?" She gave out a humorless laugh and sneered. It didn't look bad on her, but it didnt look good either. She looked very unhappy. 

"Apparently this is what the groomsman think a bartender should wear to a wedding. Assholes. I can't wear this either. What the hell am I supposed to do!" She huffed and collapsed onto the floor. The bathroom would have to wait until I helped her. Dalton always had a spaer change of clothes but I wouldn't guarentee they would fit her. 

"Wait here. I think I can help. I'll be right back!" I slipped out and ran to find Dalton. Him and his stupid top hat where talking to some girls. I tapped him on the shoulder and his stupid grin turned my way. 

"Look dude, I need to borrow your extra clothes. A friend needs them and I mean right now." His smile dropped and he looked skeptical. I smiled, trying to ease him up a bit. 

"Whos the friend Cole?" 

"Um. I just met him. Hes the bartender for the night and his uniform was mixed up with somebody else. Your skinney jeans and shirt match the outfit perfectly." He nodded and got them from the car. A thank you and a jog later, I got the clothes to my new friend. 

"Okay, they might be a little big, but its better than those. By the way I'm Cole." She smiled, and it looked genuine. Her emerald eyes were sparkling and her teeth shone. It looked like she was glowing. 

"Your a real saviour Cole. I'm Gracelynn but everyone calls me Ace. You mind staying while I try them on?" I nodded and turned to keep some decency. She tapped my shoulder and I turned to see the clothes looked alright. The jeans were a little baggy and the shirt was way loose. I pulled my belt off and looped it through the jeans and tucked the shirt in. It was better but still not what I was going for. I pulled an extra tie our of my pocket, a black one like the one I was wearing and tied it loosely around her neck. I rolled the sleeves and pulled the hair tie off her wrist. I supn her arould and puleld her hair back and placed it in a loose bun, a few strands out to frame her face. 

"Perfect! Now go get your ass out there and mix some drinks. I'll come by to talk with you later." I smiled at her and pushed her out. She waved before rushing away atowards the open bar. I chuckled and went at sat beside the rest of the boys.