The Locker (Completed)

Epilogue

Epilogue

(Lila's Point of View)-Six Years Later

I stand in front of my mirror in my old bedroom. Looking over every inch of my white dress I breathe deeply to calm the nerves. I figured getting ready at the house I grew up in would make me feel more comfortable, turn out I was wrong. I run my hands over the soft material of my wedding dress and look over its features. It was absolutely perfect, from its sweetheart neckline, to the simple satin material that covers my body. This dress fitted me just right, the middle part hugged my hips just right, while the lower part poofed out a bit. In the back was the super long train that extended the value of the dress. To say this dress was incredible, was definitely an understatement.

I jump as the light knock on the door startles me. "C-come in!" I respond. I watch as my mom opens the door and approaches me in her light blue dress, that fits her waist and flows uncontrollably as she walks. "You look so pretty Lila!" she says as she stands by my side and rubs my arm.

"Thank you mom!" I say as I face her. I then notice a white piece of material that is attached to a lovely hair barrette. My mom walks behind me and puts the barrette in my hair, fixing it so it looks just right.

"Something old." she tells me with tears in her eyes. "This veil was your great grandmothers, she gave it to your grandmother, who gave it to me, and now I’m giving it to you." I look in the mirror as the beautiful long veil flows all the way past my hips.

"I love it mom, thank you so much!" I say turning around and hugging her so tight, us both are now crying. That is until we hear the door open. I watch my dad as he approaches us with a big smile.

"You look gorgeous honey." he compliments, kissing my forehead.

"Thanks, daddy." I say with a smile.

"It's time now." he reminds us. My mom kisses my cheek and leaves to the flower fields where the wedding is being held. "Are you ready honey?" my dad asks. I take a deep breath and nod my head as he leads us out of the house. I see the bridesmaids all gathered out front on the lawn. My made of honor, Ava of course smiles at me as tears fill her eyes. She runs towards me and engulfs me in one of her famous Ava hugs!

"You look amazing darling!!" she shrieks. I begin to laugh at her obnoxious demeanor.

"Thanks Aves." I reply. My other bridesmaids, whom I met while Josh and I were in college at Berkley, where gathering around me feeding me with compliments.

"Lets take a picture!!" says Sammy, who was my roommate in college, we squeeze close together as my dad pulls his camera out. "Wait!" Sammy says as she fixes her elegant purple dress, and short, red hair. We all chuckle as she finally is ready, "Ok go!" she says. We take a few pictures before we all gather in the limo quickly.

On the way their we occupy ourselves with endless chatter, talking about our fun memories from the past. "Remember the time when Katrina wanted to die her hair blonde, but it came out orange?!!" we all start busting up laughing as Kat hides her face in her hands.

"Oh! Oh! I'll never forget the time when we made Cameron laugh so hard, she spit her lemonade everywhere and some came out of her nose!!" Ava said. Our laughter echoed all through the limo until we reached our destination. We all got out of the limo and when we recieved the que for the girls to start walking, they all grabbed their dark purple roses. Ava hugged me and lead the girls in her long purple dress that was slightly darker from the others and was completed with a white ribbon around her waist that tied in the back. They followed her over the hill of all the multicolored flowers and to the alter.