Cassandra gently tapped her foot against the headboard of her bed. "No Julie, I think I want a big wedding. I want to feel like a princess with diamonds and glitter everywhere, and everyone coming to my beck and call.
Julie threw
a pillow at her friend. "I won't come to your beck and call. Besides you're talking about being a bride , not a queen."
Cassandra giggled, "But you would have to, you would be my maid of honor, it could never be anyone else."
"Maid
of honor means I boss all the bridesmaids around."
Cassandra gave a thoughtful look. "That'll work." She finally replied.
Julie grabbed another pillow and hugged it close, and got a dreamy look in her eye. I can't wait to grow
up and meet the man of my dreams. He's going to be tall, and have dark curly hair. He's going to have a smile that could light up a room. He's going to make me laugh, and he is going to worship the ground I walk on. Oh and he's going
to be rich!"
Cassandra laughed. "I don't care if I marry a rich guy. My guy is going to be tough and rugged. He is going to travel the world with me by his side. We are going to go to so many exciting adventures together."
Julie gave Cassandra puppy dog eyes. "I'm going to miss you."
"I'll send you a post card."
Julie gave her friend a serious look. "And no matter what happens we will always be best friends and stick together."
I'd have it no other
way."
The two girls gave each other an impulsive hug.