Dork Diaries - A New Beginning Part 2

A Flashback To My Wedding Day

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February 14th
Sunday

I felt the warmth of the sun on my face.
This was it.
My wedding day.

My eyes fluttered open and I took in my surroundings.
My room was already empty.
Just a few clothes here and there.
Brandon and I are moving in together after the wedding so most of my stuff is already at that house.

Brianna, who was sleeping over at my house comes barging into my room.

"Nikki, get up, you have an appointment at the hair and makeup salon in an hour!" She screams.

"I'm already awake, no need to scream", I grumble as I get out of bed.

It's a beautiful sunny day and it's Valentine's Day. It's the perfect day to get married.

By the time that my hair and makeup is finished it's 12 p.m.

That hair and makeup stylist sure did her job right.

We drive to mom's and dad's house were I was going to put on my wedding dress and get everything else ready.

The second that I park my car in front of the house Chloe and Zoey run out and hug me so hard that I can barely breathe.

"We told you that you and Brandon would get married one day, we told you and we were right!" Chloe chanted.

I roll my eyes at her childish behaviour.

She was right though, her and Zoey told my that we would get married several times before. Actually no, they told me that a lot of times.

We enter the house where I'm given another another hug that makes me stop breathing but this time it's from Marcy.

Then I go over to Violet and carefully give her a hug.

Violet is 4 months pregnant, they don't know the gender yet.

Then mom comes running towards me while screaming "Nikki! Nikki, my baby!"

"Mom, I'm not a baby", I laugh as she hugs me harder than Chloe, Zoey and Marcy combined.

"You are my baby", mom laughs.

Then she walks into the kitchen mumbling "My baby is getting married."

I roll my eyes and follow her to the kitchen where Dad gives me a hug.

I know, I know, that's a lot of hugs.

Then I notice Lucas (Zoey's 11 month old son) in his buggy.

I pick him up and dance around with him making him giggle.

"Nikki, have you eaten anything this morning?" Mom asks.

"No, I didn't have any time." I reply.

"I'll make you something, what do you want?"

"I can make food myself mom."

"I know you can but I want to make you food."