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Haha, hi everyone. did you miss me?! I missed you all. I know I've been gone for a really long time but I'm working on it I promise. I've got some stuff up my sleeves and hopefully you'll enjoy;)
Now you're probably thinking 0.0 WHAT IS THIS!?! IS THIS WHAT I THINK IT IS?!!? and if you are thinking the SPIN-OFF to Why Did You Do It? Then you would be thinking correctly. I have decided to upload this because even though I didn't win the mystery category I still did pretty well and I love you all for that so thanks so much X)
BEFORE YOU CONTINUE READING......I just want to explain that I will not be uploading to this right away it's just a thank you for all of you're support. and if you don't like the way i've decided to do this story like you don't like the idea....then please don't give me hate comments just stop reading.
Sorry I was rambling...hehe
Love you all,
Cheesehead
Chapter One
“Bride or Groom?”
Allie’s head snapped to the side and she stared in surprise at the usher who she didn’t even notice was standing next to her. She gave him a forced smile and said, “I’m actually in the wedding.” The usher gave a slight nod before moving onto the next guest.
Allie gave a light sigh and moved out to the lounge. She crossed her arms over her chest- being cautious in order to not ruin her carefully chosen dress- and paced the floor. She still couldn’t believe that she was here and how much had happened in the past years since Angela came home.
“Are you avoiding the wedding too?” Someone asked. Allie jumped and turned around to see a tall man behind her. He looked handsome in a tux and Allie quickly had to look at his face in order to stop staring at his body. When she looked up her breath caught slightly in her throat at the sight of the man before her. He was tall with short brown hair. His eyes were a dark chocolate brown that Allie could instantly get lost in. He continued to stare at her with a small smirk on his face and a raised an eyebrow.
“No,” Allie finally responded to his question. “I just needed to get out for awhile.”
“Understandable,” He nodded and then held out his hand. “I’m Joshua by the way, but you can call me Josh.”
“Allison,” She nodded with narrowed eyes. She didn’t shake his hand though. Instead, her eyes were focused on the small tattoo on the side of his hand that she could tell was climbing up his arm. Great, Allie thought.
“Well,” Josh said awkwardly as he took back his hand, “it’s nice to meet you. I’m assuming by the dress you’re wearing you’re in the wedding?”
“Yes,” She exclaimed stiffly. “I’m a bride’s maid.” Josh gave her a warm smile that Allie knew would make her melt if she didn’t have her guard up. “Well I have to get going.”
