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fifthteen.

three months later

"Alright! Final checklist. Wedding is in a week, people." Courtney announced as she jumped onto Owen and Izzy's bed, where Bridgette, Heather, and Izzy already laid. "Venue, check. Reception venue, check. Dress, check. RSVPs, check. Parents on the way, check. Groomsmen and best man, check. Bridesmaids and maid of honor, check. and.. Heather, the bachelorette party is already scheduled at the place?" Heather smirked as she nodded from her laying spot. "Rented it out till 2 am. Izzy, you are gonna have the bachelorette party to end all bachelorette parties!" Courtney nodded before smiling widely holding her check list close to her body. "We're having a wedding bitches!" She screamed loudly with the three of them.

one week later

Courtney and Duncan stood next to eachother in their bathroom. The counter filled with hair products, razors, and makeup. Duncan leaned over the sink looking in the mirror as he shaved. Courtney, who was straightening her hair raised an eyebrow at him. "And who are you trying to look good for?" She questioned, referring to his outfit. "You never wear that shirt." "I could be asking you the same thing." He remarked grabbing her by the waist pulling her closer. "I mean, just look at your outfit. If it wasn't for our pact to not have sex till our wedding night, you'd be limping by now." He whispered in her ear, as she giggled pushing him back softly. But he was right, the future lawyer was dressed to impress. Louis Vuitton red bottoms, that she borrowed from Heather sat snug on her feet, complimenting her legs since she wore short shorts. Matched with a red tube top. "I'm looking good for Heather, I'm actually cheating on you with her." He scoffed as her resumed shaving. "I believe you too. Heather practically hates everyone, no wonder she loves you. Gayyy." He teased as they both laughed, Courtney picked up her phone hearing a ding after getting a text. "Well looks like I'm leaving first. Don't have too much fun with the guys." He leaned over pecking her lips before she started towards the door. "Same to you, love you!"

"Ohhh, look at ms. CIT!" Leshawna laughed as Courtney climbed onto the party bus that Heather had also rented. "Shut up." She laughed walking over to the girls. "Court was our last pick up, now.. let's get Izzy to the strip club!!" She yelled as everyone cheered. Courtney sat next to the ginger, who wore a paper veil to top of her black party dress. She was the only one out of the bridal party who wore something different, per Heather's request. She already seemed pretty wasted, as she drunk straight from the bottle of vodka that they had. "How many people do you think Heather invited?" Courtney asked looking at Gwen. "She probably invited half our graduating class. You know some of them, I've introduced them to you." Courtney took a breath leaning her head back. "Shit.." "you want some?" Izzy slurred holding the bottle out to Courtney. Gwen grimaced while holding in a laugh seeing Izzy's lipstick smeared on the bottle, Courtney shrugged taking it. "Fuck it."

~

"Here comes the bride to be, bitches!" Heather shouted into the mic that she took from the DJ booth. All the girls cheered as Bridgette held Izzy up as she stumbled in. "YEAHHH SLUTS, I'M GETTING MARRIED!" She screamed jumping up and down, as all the others cheered again. Courtney shook her head from her seat at the bar with Gwen, and Leshawna. "fifty bucks, she won't be able to walk down the isle tomorrow." The goth smirked towards them. "fifty? pffft, I say a hundred to her not being able to walk, and puking while getting ready." Leshawna said as the the three laughed, Courtney shaking her head clutching her side. "You guys are horrible." "Eh, what can I say?" The sassy woman shrugged as she got up from her seat, with her drink and headed over to the dance floor. "Move bitches, le-shaking it, coming through!" She yelled making the two start laughing again. "I hope the guys are having as much fun as they're having."

~

"CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!" The guys yelled as Owen held the skinny guy upside down over the keg. He dropped the nozzle coughing hard as Owen set his back on the ground. "God, I don't think my body weight can handle that much booze." Owen laughed wrapping Noah up. "Come on, little guy let's get you a toilet." As the two walked off, Duncan picked up the nozzle. "Let a real king show you how this is done, ladies. Geoff hold me up." He tapped the blonde on the shoulder before he picked him up holding his upside down. "YEAH DUNCAN, SHOW THEM HOW ITS DONE." Brody yelled from beside Alejandro and DJ. All the guys watched as the delinquent stayed on the keg till Geoff's arms got tired. He burped loudly as he got off then put his hands up. "FUCK YEAH!"

~

ring, ring. ring, ring. Heather groaned loudly as Izzy's alarm rung loudly. "Oh god, my god. Oh my fucking god! turn it off, my head is pounding!" "Your yelling is making my head pound! So shut up!" Heather glared, though it just looked like her eyes closed again. "You wanna see a pounding?! Bring your ass over here Leshawna." She growled as Bridgette sat up from the mess of girls on the floor. The blonde crawled to where Izzy's phone was. "Oh shit, Izzy's getting married today." She laughed looking over at Heather and Leshawna. The three laughed, smiling to themselves before Bridgette screamed. "HOLY SHIT, IZZY'S GETTING MARRIED TODAY! WAKE UP!" She screamed getting up, as Izzy, Courtney, and Gwen hopped up. "O-okay, hair and make up should be here in about an ho-" Courtney was cut off by the doorbell ringing. "Or now.. now works." Izzy groaned as Bridgette and Gwen helped her up. "Let's get you married, baby." Bridgette smiled at her.