Jessica's P.O.V
Samantha and I found at least like 30 wedding dresses that we absolutely adored! Ugh! When my it comes for me to pick.. I'm going to struggle..
Oh! I can just have a mix of all 30!
No.. That's stupid.
Grrr. I'm not made for hard decisions.
"Jesssiiicccaaaaa" I heard Samantha say pulling me out of my Wedding dream.
"Huh? Ya." I asked confused. If she just went on a rant of something I didn't hear a single thing... Sorry Sam..
"Did you hear a word I said?" She asked looking annoyed.
"Haha.. Psh.. Of course." I said hoping she believed me. She obviously didn't...
"Oh yea. Then what did I say?" She asked crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow.
"Uhh.. Um.. No. I didn't hear anything you said.." I said with an awkward laugh.
"Wow.. And to think you are my bestfriend." She said huffing and turning around so her back was facing me.
"Ohh come on..." I said poking her. She wouldn't respond so I continued to poke her.
"Stop." She said but was muffled. I kept poking her.
"Stop." She said louder. I continued to poke her.
"Ugh! Fine. Your my bestfriend again." She said turning around with a huge smile on her face. She gave me a huge hug. I just laughed at her sudden mood change.
YOU ARE READING
The Wedding
Werewolf"Do you Mike Jefferson, take Jessica Harrison as you're lawfully wedded wife?" The priest asked Mike. His face lit up. "I do." He said proudly. "And do you, Jessica Harrison take Mike Jefferson as your lawfully wedded Husband?" The priest asked me. ...
