Shout out to...(drumroll please)(gaah I know, that was double dipped in cheese)...Gabe! Thanks so much for making quality reviews!
Piper's Pov:
Tonight is the night. None of the guests are here yet, but that's a good thing, because it's three hours until the wedding starts. It's just a small wedding, because we only invited our closest friends and family. Right now I'm sitting in a comfy chair while Annabeth curls my hair and does all this other mumbo jumbo with it. I can't do any of that. Annabeth just got done with her own(how she does her own and it still looks amazing, I don't know), Hazel's and Thalia's. Hazel's looks amazing, the brown ringlets catching the light, and at certain angles, it looks blonde. Thalia still has her dye streaks in her hair, but Annabeth curled it and put it up in a complex something something something. Now that Annabeth is doing mine, I try to crane my neck to see but then Annabeth scolds me.
"Stop moving! I'm going to mess up if you keep fidgeting!"
"Ugh. Sorry, I'm just bored a little. This isn't really my thing."
"Yeah, I can tell. Just, try to sit still. You're the bride, so you have to look great."
"Yeah yeah yeah. I know." I wince a little as she pulls one side of my hair back tightly, and then sticks a huge glittery flower comb in it.
"Alright, done. You can look now."
"Finally! Yay!" I look in the mirror, and I gasp. My hair is all curled, and the comb looks great in it. It stands out nicely against the dark brown of my hair.
"Thanks so much Annabeth!"
"Sure, anytime."
I stand up and look at all of my bridesmaids. The dresses we picked out for them are dark blue, bottom thigh length, and have a semi sweetheart neckline.
Sorry it's super short. I have a crap load of #dathomework so ya know... Oooo that was a really bad hashtag. I don't even have a twitter. Whatevs!
Bya and thanks for getting me 100 reviews! It's awesome! I just wish there was a ranking system for fanfiction stories on here. Oh well.
~Dystopianlover13