Any idea on the dresses the girls should wear? I've got kind of an idea, but I'd love to hear your opinons!
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The reunion that took place, upon the final member of their group of eight arriving in Blue Water, was a monumental occasion. Screams arose from everyone, as squeals and hugs were exchanged. Anyone passing by or watching (like the kids Bec and Garry called theirs for twelve months) smiled at the scene, but no one was truly aware of the history and chemistry the group of eight shared.
When they were together, it was like they were never apart- the moments they remembered were countless, the memories they shared were priceless.
"Hello beautiful!" Loren wrapped Bridget in a rib-crushing hug, only to have the blonde plucked out of her arms by Guy.
"Bridget!" he squealed, spinning her around and making her curls fly behind them.
"Hey, gimme a look at that rock!"
"Ooh, fancy!"
"Almost too fancy for the beach!"
"Nicely done, Garry!"
"Thanks, Loz!"
Bec pulled all three girls in for a hug, like she had done so many times before. "Tonight, I want to know. All the goss that I know you aren't going to share with Garry and the boys around".
"I don't think I want to know". Garry, in their time at Solar Blue, had played the role of an older brother or father figure, depending on how they viewed him. He was always going to be there for the girls, to protect them (with the boys on his side), holding onto them like a father would to his daughters. He had vowed around the dinner table one night that his future daughter wasn't going to be allowed to date until she was forty five.
There had been four very loud objections, and three agreements.
The rest of the day was spent in a crazy, chaotic state, as they caught up on all that had been missed, down to the point where Cassie nearly burnt down the kitchen when she forgot about the rice (much to the alarm of Ava, Savannah, Charlotte, Zane, Harry and Ewen- screams came from the upstairs level of the house, as they thundered down the stairs, Ewen armed with a fire extinguisher).
Head spinning from all the information she had soaked up that night, she escaped the house for the gentle lapping of the ocean on the sand. Settling herself on the sand, she listened to the surf, staring at the stars and the moon. Holding up her thumb, she smiled as it covered the image of the moon.
The things you learn in chick flicks.
No matter where you were in the world, it was the same moon. The same stars, the same air you breathed. And yet, in Blue Water, it seemed so much more magical.
"Hey!"
A voice broke through her thoughts and she smiled up at the boy. "Hey Guy".
"You not up for a game of pool tonight?" he questioned. "That's where everyone else is, they sent me looking for you. We want to know if you've improved any since the last time we played".
Bridget chuckled gently. "I hardly think pool's my forte, Guy".
He shrugged innocently, plopping down on the sand beside her. "Everyone has their downfall. How are ya?"
"I'm good, Guy". She smiled at him.
It had got to a point in their relationship where the silence between the two of them was comfortable. Where she could put her head on his shoulder and they could sit there, no need to say anything.
"Come on', Bridget said finally, "I think a game is exactly what we need".
'I'll beat you", Guy taunted, bringing back the days where the two would be in competition. Not as much as the boys (there was a period of about two weeks where Adam, Charley and Guy were in competition for everything, down to the point where the girls had to intervene, for health and safety purposes). Their competition was fun, and hardly at all serious.
"Not if I get there first!" and Bridget took off, her feet hitting the sand and grains flying behind her. Picking up a bit of speed, Guy swung her around, making her squeal.
The two thundered up the wooden steps leading into the house, bursting into the kitchen, laughing and panting.
"Come on!" Adam complained. "We're waiting for you!"
Bridget picked up her pool cue. "I've been practicing, you know", she informed them, taking her stance.
"This I've gotta see", Charley murmured, Loren smacking him playfully on the shoulder.
The night was one full of laughs and memories, as game after game of pool was played. But, as the night drew to a close, they put the cues aside and padded upstairs, bidding each other good night.
Bec and Garry had promised that, if they pleased, their original rooms would be waiting for them when they ventured to Blue Water for the wedding, but for then, they would have to share. The boys took a room downstairs, while the girls were camping upstairs, all three on mattresses.
"What was with you and Guy tonight?" Loren wanted to know, as Bridget slid under her blankets.
"We're just friends, Loz, don't get your hopes up", Bridget assured her friends sleepily,
"Whatever you say". Cassie flicked the light switch, settling under her blankets, preparing herself for a night full of gossiping and giggling.
Bridget listened carefully to her friends, giggling at the stories they told, but she couldn't help the single tear that slid down her cheek, soaking into the pillow. She wasn't sure if she was crying because they were just friends, or if she knew that's all they were ever going to be.
"Night, Bridget", Loren whispered into the darkness, taking her friend's hand and squeezing it tight. Bridget squeezed her hand back just as tightly before slipping into a restless sleep.