Chapter Nineteen:

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"Yea, Grandma we have to go now to make it to the shop on time." I said. She smiled. "I'm so happy you and Shawn are getting married!" She said. Her face lit up. Mia had flown out to be a part of the wedding, which wasn't for another month. Shawn is off on tour for another week, then will be back. I walked out to my car and got in. Mia got in the front, My Grandmother in the back left seat, Nadia in the middle, Charlene in the right back seat, and Rose in the far back. "Ready?" Mia said. I smiled. I drove for and hour, then pulled up to the little shop. We got out and walked in. There were so many dresses. It was beautiful. I looked around, spotting a few dresses. Our teams plan was to divide and conquer, we would go desperate ways to find a few dresses, accessories like hair pins and necklaces, and shoes. We searched around for 30 minutes, then met back up in the middle. We walked into the dressing rooms. I put on my Granmothers dress. It was a laced mermaid dress, with white flats, and a flower and feather hair pin. Very old school and vintage. But it wasn't it. I tried on Charlenes dress, which was very lacey and really to sexy for me. I laughed. It was pretty though. Nadia pick was a slim fitting dress, but it was an off white with few details. It was nice. But still not it. I tried on Roses, which was a soft blush color, and form fitting. Then Miss dress. It was pretty. It was a princess dress, big and poofy. Very lucky choice, Mia Blame, very lucky. But still, not it. I put the dresses back, and kept looking. I found it, I really did!!!!! It was gorgeous! (Picture above! I'm sorry if it didn't work) it was long and elegant and fit me perfect. I added a simple necklace and earring and found white heels. I paid, and we walked outside. "Omg, Shawns going to love it!" Mia said. I smiled. "It's perfect for you!" Nadia, Charlene and Rose said. I laughed. "Thanks." I said. "So, Char, want to have our bachlorette party tonight?" Charlene said. "Sure, you guys know what we're doing?" I asked. They nodded. We got in the car and drove home. Next thing to do, the bachlorette party!

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