Chapter Fifteen: The Princess Dress
Lydia and Lindsey roamed around the mall for a bit. Lindsey seemed awfully determined as she dragged Lydia throughout the mall.
"Lindsey, slow down!" Lydia yelled ahead to the small blonde.
"Hang on, Lydy. Almost there!" Lindsey yelled behind her shoulder.
"Where?" Lydia asked through the pushy crowd.
"Stop!" Lindsey said raising her right hand.
Lydia stopped.
"We're here," Lindsey said excitedly.
Lydia looked at the name of the store. David's Bridal.
"Lindsey -"
Lindsey cut her off. "Listen, Missy. You aren't leaving this store until you pick out a dress." She folded her tiny arms across her chest.
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Lydia and Lindsay had been in the store for two hours. Lydia had tried on sixteen different dresses. Lindsey was growing impatient. Lydia couldn't find "the dress." Lindsey walked back and forth among the mannequins and eventually knocked one over.
"Lindsey!" An embarrassed Lydia hissed. She frantically ran over and picked up the mannequin.
"Lydy, I'm sorry," Lindsey said with a scrunched-nose smile.
Lydia couldn't help but smile. She made sure the mannequin looked half- decent.
Lindsey gasped.
"What?"
"It's a sign, Lydia! It is!"
"Huh?" Lydia asked in confusion.
"Go try THIS dress on. Now!" Lindsey ordered.
"Okay."
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Lydia admired herself in the mirror. The dress, which was strapless, was a soft cream color. The dress top was elegant with small daises embroidered with small pearl-like beads as the centers and sequins as the petals. Lydia especially loved how it was not form fitting, especially under her circumstances.
"Are you done?" Lindsey hollered.
"Yes."
"Let me see!"
Lydia opened the door not only to reveal Lindsey, but Catherine, Sara and Warrick.
"Wow. What are you guys going here?" Lydia asked.
"You really think we didn't set with whole thing up?" Sara asked.
"Guys," Lydia said embarrassed.
"You look like a princess!" Lindsey said enthusiastically.
"Do you feel like a bride-to-be?" Catherine asked with a big grin.
"I'm in charge of lingerie for the wedding night," Sara said with a smirk.
"Nick'll like that," Warrick added.
Lydia couldn't help but laugh.
"Lydia the princess," Lindsey chanted. They all laughed.
Lydia DID feel like a princess. She was marrying her prince charming, or so we thought.
Lydia and Lindsey roamed around the mall for a bit. Lindsey seemed awfully determined as she dragged Lydia throughout the mall.
"Lindsey, slow down!" Lydia yelled ahead to the small blonde.
"Hang on, Lydy. Almost there!" Lindsey yelled behind her shoulder.
"Where?" Lydia asked through the pushy crowd.
"Stop!" Lindsey said raising her right hand.
Lydia stopped.
"We're here," Lindsey said excitedly.
Lydia looked at the name of the store. David's Bridal.
"Lindsey -"
Lindsey cut her off. "Listen, Missy. You aren't leaving this store until you pick out a dress." She folded her tiny arms across her chest.
-----
Lydia and Lindsay had been in the store for two hours. Lydia had tried on sixteen different dresses. Lindsey was growing impatient. Lydia couldn't find "the dress." Lindsey walked back and forth among the mannequins and eventually knocked one over.
"Lindsey!" An embarrassed Lydia hissed. She frantically ran over and picked up the mannequin.
"Lydy, I'm sorry," Lindsey said with a scrunched-nose smile.
Lydia couldn't help but smile. She made sure the mannequin looked half- decent.
Lindsey gasped.
"What?"
"It's a sign, Lydia! It is!"
"Huh?" Lydia asked in confusion.
"Go try THIS dress on. Now!" Lindsey ordered.
"Okay."
-----
Lydia admired herself in the mirror. The dress, which was strapless, was a soft cream color. The dress top was elegant with small daises embroidered with small pearl-like beads as the centers and sequins as the petals. Lydia especially loved how it was not form fitting, especially under her circumstances.
"Are you done?" Lindsey hollered.
"Yes."
"Let me see!"
Lydia opened the door not only to reveal Lindsey, but Catherine, Sara and Warrick.
"Wow. What are you guys going here?" Lydia asked.
"You really think we didn't set with whole thing up?" Sara asked.
"Guys," Lydia said embarrassed.
"You look like a princess!" Lindsey said enthusiastically.
"Do you feel like a bride-to-be?" Catherine asked with a big grin.
"I'm in charge of lingerie for the wedding night," Sara said with a smirk.
"Nick'll like that," Warrick added.
Lydia couldn't help but laugh.
"Lydia the princess," Lindsey chanted. They all laughed.
Lydia DID feel like a princess. She was marrying her prince charming, or so we thought.