Until The Clock Strikes Zero

WARNING
*This is a Chad Charming love story, if you have a problem, leave.

* will contain sexual themes (may or may not be smut)

* themes of homosexuality and LGBTQ+ are present and welcomed here.

the MC uses she/her pronouns

Did Bianca ever see herself as royalty? No, never. She still thinks her past is too fucked up for her to have the opportunities that she does. She looked at herself in the mirror. The flowy white dress sitting just right on her figure. Her eyes traveled down and ended at her feet, clad in crystallized glass slippers/heels. She let herself cry as she remembered her old life, a distant memory trailed across her vision. 'Cinderella dressed in yellow went upstairs to kiss her fellow.' Two little girls sang while clapping. Bianca looked down at her charm bracelet and a particar one stuck out, fairy wings. 'Something old' she thought. She looked to her shoes 'Something borrowed', she finally looked at her face, makeup thankfully still intact. 'And something blue.' Her inner monolog was thankfully cut off by her best friend. "Bia?" she turned to face him. "Bianca, don't cry!" her friend rushed over to her. She wiped her tears as she held her. "Today's supposed to be a happy day!" She said now also crying at the sight of her distressed friend in her wedding dress. "I know Ash, I just miss her." Bianca sniffed. "We were supposed to have a joined wedding and watch the Princess Diaries at my bachelorette party!" She whined. "She's here, maybe not the way you both envisioned, but she's here. She's here in spirit as long as you keep her in your heart." Ashlynn said sincerely. Bianca held onto her like her life depended on it. Music started to play outside of the room. "Ready to go get married?" The girl had to stop herself from breaking right there. "As ready as I'll ever be." Bianca smiled. Her best friend wiped the last few tears from her eyes, and held her arm out for her. "Let's go do this thing!" Ashlynn exclaimed.