Stanford Girl

The Big Wedding

Your POV:

We were in our hotel room for the wedding. Christen was in the shower, I was already dressed.

I heard the water turn off and looked out the window.

New iMessage: Kelley

How long long are you gonna be in California for?

Couple more days. Why?

We should hang out

As friends

I shook my head and stepped onto the balcony.

I don't know

I'll let you know

I went back inside. Christen was dressed. "Damn look at you." I said.

She shook her head. "Me? Look at you. I'll look like a trash bag next to you."

"We both look good, Press." I said. "And you could never look like a trash bag."

She smiled. "What's the plan for after the wedding?" She asked.

"Party?"

"No I mean like tomorrow. Day after that."

"I don't leave till next week." I said. "I think me and Ash are going surfing? I don't know."

Finally we headed out to the wedding.

Kelley's POV:

"Ash what the hell!" We sat and looked at the waves. "It's like she's avoiding me."

"Kel today is her friends wedding." She said. "Relax." She rubbed her eyes. "Jesus you're obsessed with this girl."

"Shut up Ash." I played with the sand. "I just wish things were different."

"Should've thought about that before you fucked everything up." She said. "Y/N agreed to be your friend. She's still in your life, isn't that enough?"

"It should be! I don't know." I grabbed my phone and opened Instagram.

christenpress: Beautiful day for a beautiful wedding. Congrats Alicia and Derek.

"SERIOUSLY!" I said. "You're kidding!"

"What?"

"Press is at the wedding! Press is at Y/N's friends wedding." I sighed. "What aren't you telling, Harris! Speak up! Right now!"

"I don't know! Seriously I don't know anything." She said. "And WHO THE HELL YOU THINK YOU TALKIN TO ROOKIE!?" She got up.