Chapter 52

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A/N: I don't have anything to say, really, as I'm writing this straight after the last chapter...

Okay, now I'm not. Erm... I had a fancy breakfast only because we ran out of cereal. I went karate training and we were doing all sorts of knife and floor defense again, and I was partnered with this 50-year old dude, which was really uncomfortable as it gets really in your personal space... Ugh! And I'm now missing a chunk of skin and several friction burns on my foot and back and bruises on my wrist when I pretended to stab the sensei (he told me to) and I ended up being thrown on the floor. Ow.

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(Gemma's POV)

Jenny and Louise greeted us, and told us Marcus and Alfie had turned up, they just took Ella to get a drink quickly and they'd be back any minute. We waited until they turned up, which was less than two minutes. Jenny explained she might look for a dress, but they planned to get married after the baby, so she had ages.

"Hey, guys!" I greeted them, hugging them all. "How's it going?"

"Good, thanks," Alfie yawned. I titled my head.

"What are you tired for?" I asked, confused. Alfie blushed bright red and my eyes went wide. "Okay, okay, I didn't ask. Argh, I DID NOT need to know that!" I ran off in the direction of the shop, squealing.

Sophie was dying laughing as she trailed after me, Marcus also laughing at Alfie's reaction. Louise and Jenny were left with the job of making some excuse up to Ella.

"Good morning, how may I help you?" A man greeted us. He was dressed in a suit and looked like that kind of person who serves upon royalty. There was two other people behind the desk, a man and a woman dressed much more casually and chatting quietly. There was also two woman helping a woman look for a dress already.

"Hello, I'm looking for a dress," I explained. Yeah... What else would I be here for?

"Of course, madam. I will get some assistants to show you around straight away." He was the manager, the badge said. Yeah, we lowly people won't be shown around by some high-ranking manager, even though we have over 10 million subscribers between us. Yep...

"Hello, my name's George and this is Faith." It was those people from behind the counter. George had dyed platinum white hair that fell across his face, blue eyes and was about 5'12" with tanned skin as if he spent several hours a day in the sun. Faith had olive skin, long black hair and hazel eyes. She was about 5'6". I was so excited to find a dress, but I almost didn't want to because then I wouldn't have the joy of finding another dream dress.

"Hello," we chorused.

"And who is it we're shopping for?" Faith said. She looked pleasant and a lot of fun, they both did.

"Us two," Jenny said, motioning to me. They nodded.

"Right... Okay, Faith, I'll take this one over there do you think?" George asked, pointing to me then the middle of the right hand wall. Faith nodded and took Jenny to the back wall. Sophie and Louise went with Jenny and Marcus, Ella and Alfie came with me. I told Sophie I only wanted to show her what I thought might be my dress, so it was a surprise for her. She agreed with me.

"Now, what kind of dress do you have in mind, and what price range are you looking at?" George asked me, flipping through a couple of the dresses.

"Um..." I thought. "Well, something without sleeves or that's not two straps and doesn't have a ridiculous amount of lace and beads. And anything up to £10,000." It helped having a rich family. I could spend whatever I wanted on this wedding, within reason. After all, it had to last generations, but we had more money than we could ever spend in seven generations.

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