Laurel
{Laurel's POV}
Waking up today is a totally different experience. I lift myself from the bed to maintain a sitting position.
Staring, I'm once again awed by the beauty of the wedding dress on the hanger. The white fit-and-flare gown bought by my soon-to-be-husband just stands there looking so pretty and making me all the more nervous.
“Good morning to the bride of the day!” My chief bridesmaid barges into my room.
“Good morning Jane,” I greet back.
“I can see the plastered smile on your face. Excited?”
“Like duh!” I laugh and she joins in for the moment.
After a sigh, she sits beside me. “I'm really happy for you Laurel.”
“Thank you so much.”
She shrugs. “It's time to get ready, you don't wanna be late for your own wedding.”
*
After two hours of dress up and make up, my bridesmaid who happens to be more excited than I am barges in again with someone behind her.
“Jane! Who did you bring with this time?” I ask her.