Hello readers! I am trying to update more frequently and as much as possible before I go to Band Camp. I am in the color guard and we work out and prepare for our show for over a month together. (Right now if you're judging color guard or band get your head out of your butt. We work super hard to maintain a nearly perfect guard. With fifty people it's not easy. Not to mention that's just the guard. Our band is three hundred people. We won our state championship winter guard and got third in the band super regional. That's fricking cool. So think twice before judging and if you aren't judging, thanks :)
Killian's POV
My eyes fluttered open and saw America snuggled up against my bare chest. I could feel her soft breaths against me as well as her hair tickling my shoulder. I missed everything about this; the way she was curled against me, the way her hair spilled over my arms, the way her lips turned up like a smile when she slept. I glanced at her left hand and saw the glittering silver engagement ring on her fourth finger.
Through her sleep she seemed to notice my awakeness. Her eyes opened slowly and she looked up at me. "Good morning Kil." She said. I loved it when she called me that. Even though I pretended I didn't like it, I couldn't help but feel like I was only hers when she called me that. I hope she felt the same way when I called her Mer.
"Morning Mer." I said. It did seem she felt that way by the corner of her mouth turning up into a little smirk. She laughed when I imitated her and she said, "Can you take a day off? I want you to help me plan our wedding. I don't want it to be a surprise for you in the end."
I saw the hopeful expression displayed across her beautiful face and it killed me to say, "I'm sorry, darling. I have too many meetings and duties on my list of to-do's."
She looked disappointed but nodded. "I guess I will just find something else to plan. That doesn't involve you."
"Like the dress?" I said with a mischievous grin. Her eyes widened and she shot out of bed. She scurried into the bathroom and brushed her teeth rapidly. "What's the rush? I asked with a playful voice.
"I already was getting my dress! I have an appointment in- what time is it?"
"9:34."
"Crap! I have an appointment in 26 minutes to go and get my dress! I totally forgot that was today!" She hurried out to my closet where a few clothing bags of hers had found a way in a while back. She pulled out a dress and shut the door. Moments later she came out and was stumbling over her heels. She clicked into the bathroom and applied some powder on her face, lipstick, and the weird black wand thing to her eyelashes. I couldn't remember what it was called but then she combed her red hair and pulled it back into a sleek ponytail. She glanced at the clock that read 9:56 and ran. "Bye!" She yelled as she left the room.
I laughed and then got ready myself.
POV switch to America
I ran all the way to the women's room where the dress picking would take place but then stopped and opened the door gracefully. Eyes glared at me including Veronica's. "I'm sorry for the-" I looked at the clock and it read 10:01, "1 minute wait."
They seemed to calm down at the fact it had only been a minute. I sat down in the small chair and said, "So, are we ready?"
"Whenever you are your highness." They said. I nodded and racks of puffy bags came rolling in, one after the other. In the end there were fifteen racks each contaminating ten dresses. I got to choose from 150 dresses.
"But we can't try on dresses without your family." Veronica said. "So we brought them here." Doors opened and my family came running in. I ran to them as well and collided into them, laughing. "I missed you all so much!" I said. My laughs turned into crying. I hadn't realized how much I missed them and needed them until now.
"Kitten it's okay. We are here now. Let's go pick a dress." My dad said. I smiled at him and nodded. My family bombarded me with compliments and news from home and I missed you. I listened as they talked through the screen as I tried on my first dress. They continued until I walked out, interrupted by mom and Mays gasping. I looked into the mirror and gasped myself. It was stunning.
The fabric was whiter than snow. It was strapless and fitted all the way to my waist where it billowed out to the floor in a balloons style. It had lace flowering on the bodice and a little on the skirt. I loved it. (See dress link at bottom of page) it was absolutely gorgeous. I turned around and held out my arms saying what do you think. "Well?" I asked.
"Its pretty but..." Kota began.
"But what?" Mom asked.
"Its not fancy enough. You are going to be a princess! Why not make the most out of the privilege?"
"What if this is the one Kota? It's not pretty. It's gorgeous. I think it's fancy enough."
"Maybe add a belt with diamonds on it?" May said to herself. She turned to us and said, "It could make it fancier without taking away the dress itself."
"That's a good idea May. Thanks." I said. She beamed at me but Kota said, "Just try on some more please."
I my older brother and walked behind the screen. I tried on countless amounts of dresses in every size, shape, and shade of white. I was starting to giveup and resort back to the first gown until I tried on another. It was completely different but equally as beautiful as the first one.
It had longer sleeves that reached my elbows and was recovered in beautiful lace all over thewhole dress. It was more fitted at the top but flowed out to the floor. The skirt was in between a ball gown style and skintight. It flowed but wasn't eating me whole. The neckline was horizontal lace across my chest. I just loved it just as much as the first one.
"Oh my god America! You are so beautiful!" My mother exclaimed. Tears spilled out of her eyes and so did May. My dad looked at me proudly, and Gerad even looked pleased. But Kota raised his eyebrows and said, "you like that? Where's the bling? Where's the sign that she's a princess. Anyone could wear that dress! Find her something special and you-" he pointed to a guard, "Get me a drink."
The guard moved but I shouted, "don't go anywhere Officer James." He stopped and resumed his station with a grateful nod. I looked at Kota with the most menacing look I could muster. "Today is not about you Kota. I understand you want me to look fancy and royal but it's my day. My day dammit. Think about me. Did you even ask if I liked it. Cause I do! I love it. I would gladly wear this on my wedding day. If it weren't for everything that's happened to me I wouldn't have this opportunity to even think about buying a dress like this. And you do not order around the palace guards. They aren't your servants. Leave. Now." He looked stung by my words and I felt a little relief when he voluntarily left. I turned to the screen in silence and tried on one last dress before I needed lunch.
It too was amazing. It was a v neck dress with sleeves the width of two maybe three fingers. It was slightly fitted at the top and had a nice puffy looked like large rose petals. The belt was white and simple. It was simply gorgeous. I emerged from the screen for the last time with the dress and my family gave wonderful compliments about it.
"So which one? Strapless, long sleeve, or this?" I asked.
They all said it was up to me. That I would look beautiful in a paper bag. That didn't help considering I was torn between all three. I ended up 're trying on all of them over and over until I was hopelessly confused.
Please vote on which dress you want through PM or reviewing. Dress 1 Dress 2 or Dress 3? Dresses! First one: search tulle sweetheart strapless neckline ball gown wedding dress with draped fluffy skirt on Google images.
Dress 2: search laposa style off shoulder long sleeves train wedding dress wd-013 on Google images.
Dress 3: search tulle v neck wedding dress with beaded decoration PS0059 on Google images.
Vote Away!
