The bridesmaids dresses I found are Alfred Angelo 7017S, marine blue with white sashes. Read and review,
Rhyleigh xoxox
"Have a good day!" Bec called, as the kids trooped out the door, Ewen slamming the door behind them.
"Were we that loud?" Charley wondered, as laughter rang out on the beach.
"Mate, you lot were louder". Garry laughed, wrapping his arms around Bec. The day Bec and Garry said goodbye to their original year was the day that the Solar Blue boarding house fell into silence. It had never been that quiet, in the whole twelve months they had been living there.
"Are you girls going out shopping?" Guy wanted to know, and Cassie nodded enthusiastically.
"You've been here less than twenty four hours!" Adam protested.
"It could take a long time!" Loren protested right back. "And we're only here for a week".
It was true- the six had only returned for seven days, to try and help Bec and Garry organise the wedding. Dresses and suits needed to be decided on, before they returned to Blue Water in January.
"Come on, girlies". Bec pressed a kiss to Garry's cheek, following the girls to the car.
Bec was almost a big sister to the three girls, and had treated them much the same when they were living in the boarding house. Bec still was the big sister none of them ever had, calling them when they needed company.
They talked the whole time Bec was driving, about everything and anything. Bridget, however, stared out the window, lost in her own thoughts.
"We're here!" Bec announced excitedly, slowing the car to a stop outside one of Sydney's best bridal boutiques. Although she wasn't going to admit it to anyone, she had been looking at dresses in the window of that particular store since she was a little girl. Loren and Cassie headed towards the doors eagerly, while Bec grabbed Bridget by the hand. "You and I are going to have a long chat when we get back to the house".
"'Kay". Bridget shrugged, and Bec kept her hand in hers as they moved towards the doors.
The gowns were stunning, covering the racks and mannequins n the shop. It was bridal heaven.
"Can I help you?" a lady with a name tag reading 'Alison' approached them, a smile on her face.
"Bec's getting married!" Cassie squealed, unable to hold it in any longer, jabbing her finger at the brunette.
"Congratulations!"
The four girls browsed for a while, before Bec pointed out a dress.
"What do you think of that one?"
Knee length, strapless, a style perfect for all three girls.
"Gorgeous!" Alison complimented.
It was then that the hard stuff started- choosing the colours. Flipping through books, Bec pointed to a marine blue.
"What do you think? That colour suits you all, but I need your opinion", Bec told them.
"But it's your wedding", Loren countered.
"I think marine blue with a white sash", Bec told Alison.
It was then that the true fun started- the twirling around as they determined their sizes. Cassie spun both Bridget and Loren, the blondes giggling like they had on the day of their formal. Bec laughed, snapping a photo with her phone of the three girls.
"We need to get your dress, Bec!" Loren said earnestly.
She tried on dress after dress, rejecting style after style.
But it was the strapless white gown, studded with diamantes that made Bridget's, Loren's and Cassie's jaws drop.
"Absolutely".
"That's gorgeous!"
"Bec, you look amazing!"
After a whole day of shopping around, the four girls had dresses, ready to go, and they talked about them excitedly for the whole forty minute drive back home.
"Where are you going?" Loren said gently to Bridget, as Bridget pulled a pair of swimmers out of her bag.
"I thought I'd go down to the ocean pool for a bit". Bridget shrugged, grabbing a towel.
"Want me to come with you?"
"It's alright". Bridget gave her a quick hug, before disappearing into the bathroom. Moments later, she draped a towel around her shoulders and headed outside to make the short walk to the ocean pool.
Bec and Garry, when they were teenagers, had been relaxed when it came to setting rules. They had to be home by eleven on weekends, everyone had to help out around the house (determined by the schedule pinned to the wall that they had learned off by heart), and no matter what, they weren't allowed to go out on a surfboard angry. Their moods often made their reckless decision, and when asked why the rule was in place, Bec showed them the scar she had received as a sixteen year old. After a fight, she had taken her board into the ocean and ended up knocking herself out when she hit the rocks. If they needed anything to take their mind of something, Bec suggested swimming laps in the ocean pool. It was the safer of the options.
Draping her towel over the railing, Bridget slid into the water, goosebumps prickling her skin.
It wasn't that she was angry. She wasn't even upset.
She was more or less confused.
She and Guy had been the best of friends at Solar Blue, and they still were. But perhaps, just maybe, she was starting to see him as her prince charming- the way she had never seen him before.
Loren and Charley and Adam and Cassie had found peace in their relationships- once inseparable, they were happy just to be friends. Bec and Garry, who had claimed nothing was going to happen between the two, were swimming in pools of happiness, as they made the preparations for their wedding.
And yet, there she was. So confused, so scared of what the future held.
Dipping her head under the water, she kicked off the wall, swimming away in smooth strokes. Just the way she had at sixteen, escaping to the peace of the ocean pool.
She knew Loren and Cassie could see right through her denial- probably, Loren had always been able to see through her denial. Denying that she had a crush on Guy (even though she secretly had, for a short amount of time). But Bec? Bec could read all the kids like she read books- she knew what was wrong with just a glance.
That morning, she had known something wasn't quite right with Bridget. Years before, during their first few weeks of the academy, she had known what was bothering Loren, when she compared herself to Bridget and Cassie. She had known to slip into the girls' bedroom the night of Charley's departure, rubbing Loren's back and wiping away tears. She had known exactly what to say when Bridget decided to decline the pro circuit.
Tumbling off the wall at the other end, she began to swim back, furrowing her eyebrows when she saw a pair of legs hanging in the water.
"Hey", Bec said gently, as Bridget popped above the water.
"Hi". Bridget diverted her eyes, wiping drops of water from her eyes.
"What's up with you?" Bec wanted to know. "And I can tell when you're lying, remember that".
"I'm fine, Bec".
Bridget didn't lie very often- it didn't matter, really, because only Bec and Loren could tell when she was lying. Her nose twitched, the only giveaway sign. When Bec laughed at her, at the beginning of their twelve months, Bridget had blushed- and wondered how Bec had seen through her so easily, when she had lived with her family for the first sixteen years of her life and they had never picked it up.
"No you're not". Bec eyed her knowingly, and the blonde lifted herself out of the water. "I've got all afternoon, you know".
So with a deep breath, Bridget told her everything. How she doubted where her life was heading, doubting everything she had ever known. Doubting whether or not Guy was her prince charming, whether or not he felt the same way. How she sounded more like Loren- unsure, lacking confidence- than she did herself.
Bec just smiled- Bridget sounded more like an uncertain teenager, than the confident twenty one year old she was.
"Bridget", Bec said gently, cutting her off. "I can't tell you what to do, and you know that. But you should talk to him. Tell him what you just told me. And if you want, I can get ice cream and we can sit in the room you girls are staying in and watch chick flicks".
Bridget laughed. "Thanks, Bec".
"Anytime".