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"Cierra ! It is a beach wedding! We don't need sparkles and poofs!"
I through the dress back at her.
"But you are the brides sister you need to standout!"
I rolled my eyes, " I don't want to stand out now hurry up and get ready we are going to be late!."
She huffed in disappointment muttering something about me not knowing how to dress before walking to the bathroom to get ready.
"And having someone looking exactly like the bride will standout so I'm fine." I spoke to the Shut bathroom door.
I glanced at myself once more in the mirror. I can't believe I'm going to do this, will Viola be angry that I will be stealing a bit of thunder form her.
No she won't as she invited you!
I stared at my reflection well I guess I rather look good when I make my grand entrance . I smoothened down
My dress, it was an odd colour, ranging between the hue of ox blood and deep maroon or red..I don't know it belongs to Cierra. I removed my hair from the bun and and let it fall over my shoulders in it natural waves. The I took the top part of my hair and wrapped it in a bun on the top of my head. Letting my lower hair fall delicately over my shoulders. I matched it with the same dark colour lipstick and pretty sandals."Damn girl you looking hootttt." Cierra walked out the bathroom with her big smile, she left her hair down in a french braid and brought it over her right shoulder. Her make up was nude and natural and she as well wore pretty flats. The pretty blue dress contrasts perfectly with her pale skin.
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