Opal was my little baby, my precious princess and she gets everything she wants. I treat her as if she was my child, and she is since I currently have no babies. I love her so very much and it was obvious from the day I first met her that she loves me too.
"Oh, okay. Have you decided on what kind of dress your gonna wear?"
"Sorry bud your gonna have to wait until your wedding day to find that out." Out of know where I hear Addy's voice call out from the doorway.
"Yeah, before the good dresses are taken. This is the biggest wedding dress sale of the year so you know there'll be bridezillas there," Love added.
"We'll pick something up on the way, now let's go."
"Alright I'm coming."
I waved goodbye to Newbie and was out the front door.
"How about a ball gown?" Calista suggested. A few of the girls nodded in agreement, so I looked at myself in the mirror again and imagined myself wearing a dress a princess would wear. "A Ball gown huh?"
"What? I'm just saying your a little skinny that's all."
I just stick my tongue out at Addy, then I went to go try on the first dress.
"I love it Dawn," Love said, smiling.
"I don't know. It does show off a little too much skin in the front though," Ashby pointed out.
I looked at the dress again, "Hmm. Maybe your right. There will be kids at the wedding, so the next dress then?"
"So what do you think?" I asked as I turned to face my friends.
"I don't know. It seems a little.... much. Don't you think?" Violet said exactly what I was thinking. It was a little much.
"It's a little heavy too. I don't think I can handle an entire evening wearing this dress."
"Well then let's try the next one," Love ordered.
"So?" I asked the girls again.
"Oh my gosh, Dawn, I'm in love with that dress," Della said.
I looked at the dress on me in the mirror- checking it out from every angle, and making sure there was nothing wrong and more importantly, making sure that I love it on me.
"Dawn, I know my son and he will love this dress on you," Ashby smiled.
"You really think so?"
"I know so."
When I looked at myself again in the mirror, wearing the dress, I got emotional. I was getting married and to the man I love. In less then a month I will formally known as Mrs. Newbie Starr.