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Nine

Mitch's P.O.V
Since the day that we picked out our dresses, Kirstie keeps looking at me and smiling so widely, I though she was going to hurt herself. But whenever I asked her why, she never answered.

A month may seem like a long time to wait. Usually, it is.

The month before the wedding, though, past almost in the blink of an eye. All too soon, Kirstie was at her house, still not in her dress, paving back and forth anxiously.

The other Bride's Maids, women I had never met, save once, sat with me on her bed, all of us already dressed.

The dresses we wore had a strapless white typical top part, with a more sweetheart neckline, that hugged our frames. My dress had a diamond that stated just under the line of the dress, just under my shoulder blades, and stopped in line with the middle part of the belt. The arms of it reached out a bit and stopped right where my sides started to curve forward. The waist/hip part had a satin gold sash from the left side of the waist, down to our right hips with a medium sized bow at the right side, making the belt look diagonal. Below that, the skirt of the dress, flowy and soft, fell down to touch the floor. Each of us held three crimson roses in our hand, though those were on a table by the door, next to Kirstie's white and crimson rose bouquet, with a gold ribbon tied around them.

"Come on, Kirstie. Just put on your dress." One of the girls, Avi's older sister Esther, tried, but Kirstie kept pacing.

"Kirstie." I spoke up softly, body tense and head bowed reflexively. "You're really freaking me out with all the pacing." My words a were soft and immediately, my friend stopped, stating at me.

"Sorry." She then sat down on the small bench by the Vanity. "I'm just nervous. Maybe he really won't want to marry me. Maybe he will not show up. Oh, god! What if he doesn't show up? What do I do?" She picked her hand up and went to bite them, but another girl, one by the name of Nicole, who looked so familiar, stood and took Kirstie's hands in her's.

"It is going to be all right. If he hadn't wanted to marry you, her would have stopped the wedding."

"And trust me. He loves you. I can see it in the way he looks at you." I spoke up and a few of the girls cast dirty looks my way as Kirstie turned her back to them.

Finally, we got her into her beautiful wedding dress that put our dresses to shame.

The top of it was sheer and white lacy flower designs, with a lower cut neckline and the sleeve all the way down to the middle of her upper arm. From the waist, the skirt puffed out, layers of neat fabric, with the same sheer and white lacy design on the too. Her hair was pulled into a beautiful knot behind her head, with two pieces falling out of it on purpose. On the knot, we attached the veil.

To say the least, she was absolutely stunning.

We finished her make-up, for everything ready, and soon, were caravaning to the wedding.

As we pulled up, the Groom's Men came out to greet us.

Each of the Groom's Men and Bride's Maids had been paired up, except for Avi and Kevin. They were pair with each other because there were two less Bride's Maids.

Scott stood there and stared at me as I walked up to him. He and I had been paired together.

As everyone else started to get together, he said nothing. Then, "My God, Mitchie! You are so fucking stunning!" It was more of a whisper than it was spoken out loud.

I blushed and looked away, raising the flowers up to hide my face. I wasn't particularly happy with all of the attention I was getting, good and bad.