Modern day technology has nearly wiped out the old school idea of pen pals, however when two young people with old souls stumble across a website that matches you with an anonymous pen pal, they may find that fate is much realer than they thought.
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The incessant and high pitched ringing of her alarm let her know that it was time to officially start the day, despite the fact that she had already been wide awake and staring at the ceiling courtesy of her nerves. Camila rolled out of bed and waltzed into the kitchen to be greeted by Bristol who was making mimosas. She had stayed in Camila's guest room the night before while the rest of the bridesmaids took over the living room and her pool house.
"Happy wedding day to me!" Bristol sung out as she handed Camila a flute of champagne and orange juice.
"Yes," Camila giggled as she clinked her glass against her best friend's. "Happy wedding day to you!" Camila's house quickly filled up as Bristol's mother, the hair stylists, the make up artist and the photographer funneled in. The girls spent their morning and early afternoon eating breakfast and getting ready as they listened to Beyonce on full volume. Camila was having so much fun she nearly forgot the reason the day would be hard for her.
"Oh my god," Bristol said when she saw Camila in her dress for the first time. "My best friend is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen."
"You're so dramatic," Camila chuckled. Her dress was a floor-length, baby pink, silk slip dress and it fit her like a glove.
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"I'm serious! You look incredible," the blonde said sweetly.
"Well, not as incredible as you're about to look!" Camila walked over and grabbed the garment bag that held her best friend's wedding dress in it and took the dress out.
"Every time I see it I fall more in love with it," Bristol sighed happily as she gazed at her gown. Once the girls were done getting ready, they spent a couple hours going to various different locations throughout Miami and taking pictures with the photographer.
Camila's nerves came back full force as they made their way to the wedding venue to begin the ceremony. Bristol stayed hidden so that Brian couldn't see her while the bridesmaids and groomsmen lined up and got ready to make their way down the aisle. With them being the maid of honor and the best man, Shawn and Camila would walk down last of their group. The wedding planner instructed them to stand next to their partner and Camila knew she had to suck it up and go over to him.
"Hi," she said shyly as she stood next to him. He was wearing a white button up shirt and a pair of black dress pants that were tailored perfectly to fit him. He looked insanely good; she couldn't deny that.
"Hey," he quietly replied. "You look...absolutely beautiful."
"Thank you," she timidly replied as she looked down at the floor solely to avoid making eye contact with him. "You look nice too." The music started and the other pairs of bridesmaids and groomsmen began making their way down the aisle, separating from each other when they got to the front and taking their place on each side of the ceremony space - bridesmaids on the left and groomsmen on the right. As their turn approached, Camila hooked her arm in his. They both took a steadying breath and began walking down the aisle as the wedding planner told them to. They both tried to hold in their emotions as they slowly walked but it was incredibly difficult. Walking down the aisle together during a wedding ceremony with the person they once thought they themselves would marry made them both feel like breaking down in tears right then and there. Still they managed to keep their emotions at bay as they made their way to the front and parted ways. The song changed and the double doors in the back of the room opened up, revealing the bride. The guests ooh'd and ahh'd as she floated down the aisle with her dad by her side. Shawn looked at Brian and smiled when he saw his best friend tearing up.
