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SONG - UNBEAUTIFUL
ARTIST - LESLEY ROY

2
'Unbeautiful'

"Always the bridesmaid, never the bride. That's the right expression, isn't it, B?" Barbie found herself joined at the main table by her former friend, Maryse Ouellet.

A couple of months back, the once close friends had had a falling-out after Maryse made a play for Ted, whilst Barbie was still getting over him.

The girls backstage saw Maryse's true colours, and realised she was nothing but a heartless, self-centred bitch that would spit on her own mother if it meant she could get what she wanted. Mickie's words, not Barbie's, of course.

"What do you want, Maryse?" Barbie sighed.

"No army of friends to protect you now." Maryse said cattily.

Barbie knew she was right. Gail and Alicia were 'breaking' it down' on the dance floor, Mickie had disappeared somewhere and Maria was making goo-goo eyes at Dolph somewhere. Why they decided to invite Dolph, was beyond Barbie.

"Really, Maryse? You choose to do this on my sister's wedding? Do you have no shame?" Barbie retorted.

"It kills you inside, doesn't it?" Maryse leaned in close to Barbie, so her champagne breath tickled her ear. "It makes you feel sick to know that your little sister is getting married before you."

"I don't see a ring on your finger, either." Barbie commented.

"Puh-lease! I could get Mike to propose anytime I want." Maryse cackled. "How long are things going to last between you and Cody? Almost as long as you and Ted perhaps..."

"I'm going to tell you this one last time, and I want you to listen." Barbie gripped Maryse's arm so tight that her false nails dug into her skin.

Barbie didn't even loosen her grip when Charlotte looked over from the crowd of people she was talking to and waved.

Barbie and Maryse plastered fake smiles on their faces and waved back, until Charlotte turned away again.

"Touched a nerve, did I?" Maryse smirked.

"You were one of my best friends, and you broke my heart when you slept with the man I was once in love with. I don't want to talk to you, I don't want to listen to you and I don't even want to be near you. You make me physically sick." Barbie got up. "Stay away from me."

- - -

"Would the bride and groom please come to the dance floor to begin their first dance?"

Barbie knew this was time for her to leave the bathroom, but she couldn't bring herself to do it. Instead, she sat on the toilet seat lid, and listened to 'If I Ain't Got You' pouring through the speakers.

She got up to leave, and her fingers grazed the lock on the door, until she heard the sound of voices coming into the bathroom.

"Hello? Can you say tacky dress?" A thick French-Canadian accent.

"Tell me about it. Some girls just don't look good in white."

If it weren't for the fact her sister wanted a drama-free wedding, Barbie would have gone out there and slapped both those girls.

"I only came for the free bar, and because Ted said it would be rude if I didn't." Rachel Storm? Barbie didn't even know Rachel and Maryse were friends.

How could she be so rude about her sister?

"Eurgh, tell me about it. I asked Mike if we could just stay at home, but he was like 'No, that's rude.'". You could practically hear Maryse rolling her eyes. "So who do you think is going to be next?"

"Alright, I wasn't going to tell anyone, so what I tell you cannot leave these walls?" Rachel sighed.

"You can trust me."

Barbie had to cover her mouth.

"The other day I was going through Ted's chequebook..."

"You go through his stuff?" Maryse questioned.

"What, you think I'm just gonna stay out of his business?" Rachel said innocently. "He's so secretive, it's like pulling teeth sometimes."

"Okay..."

"So I found a cheque made out to a local jewellers back in his hometown in Mississippi."

"Are you serious?" Maryse said exactly what Barbie was thinking.

- - -

Barbie eventually made her way out of the cubicle, when she was certain everyone had gone. She pulled open her clutch bag and touched up her make-up.

"Jesus Christ." She muttered.

Barbie couldn't help but feel slightly on edge listening to the two girls. Their conversation made her feel totally uncomfortable. Barbie didn't mind Rachel, they were almost friends, so why was she saying such hurtful things?

"B, is that you?" A voice came from a far cubicle, and a familiar shape emerged.

"Mickie." Barbie let out a sigh, and ran over to her best friend.

"You heard those two, then?" Mickie questioned. "I can't believe she goes through his stuff!"

"I can't believe it. Rachel of all people! She seems so..."

"I can't believe Ted's going to propose."

Barbie hadn't even digested that fact.

"Are you okay with that?"

"Totally." Barbie gabbled. "Shall we go back inside?"

"Yeah, do you mind if I just redo my make-up?" Mickie replied, pulling open her own clutch. "I'll be out right after you."

- - -

Charlotte and Brett? Now Ted and Rachel? Who's going to be next? Barbie thought to herself as she walked back into the main hall. It was overwhelming.

"Baby, you disappeared." Cody appeared next to Barbie and gave his girlfriend a kiss.

"Powdering my nose." Barbie smiled.

"Do I get a dance with the most beautiful girl in the room?" Cody wrapped his arms around Barbie's waist.

"Why don't you ask Charlotte yourself?"

"She's a close second." Cody winked, as he led Barbie onto the dance floor, and the two swayed along to the music.

She found herself looking straight over Cody's shoulder and at Rachel and Ted dancing in a very similar fashion in front of her.

This could be their last dance as a non-engaged couple.

Barbie couldn't help but think they were making a big mistake, however she desperately tried to clear this thought from her mind, and instead listen to the music and enjoy her boyfriend's company, as one of Charlotte's favourite songs shot through the speakers.

When did we fall apart?
Or did you lie from the start?
When you said
It's only you
I was blind, such a fool
Thinking we
We're unbreakable