3 Years Later:
"Niko! If you don't get the f**k out of here!" I yell as my mother finishes braiding my hair. He's done been in here twenty million times, making sure I'm not backing out.
"I'm just saying, I'll happily drive off with you in tow if you want. Just say the word!"
"GET OUt!" Mari, ma and I yell at him.
He rolls his eyes and heads towards the door. "I was just saying."
He shuts the door and finally leaves us be.
Mari touches up my mascara and eye liner before turning me around. Ma finishes my braid off and pin the flower crown in place. She intertwines a blue ribbon with it, making it my something blue.
"Ok. Dress time!" Mari squeals.
She places the dress bag on the back of the door and unzips it, revealing my floor length, flowy style beaded dress. Her and ma he
