Chapter 18. Getting Ready

Day before the wedding

"Why do I have to get my nails done today?" I ask as Maya is pushing me into my car.

"Because your hands must look presentable for your pictures." She explains getting into the driver's seat.

Abby, Maya, Sophie, and I are all riding in one car and my mom, Hannah, and Kelly Mark's cousin in another.

"What if I don't want to look presentable?" I ask as I groan and slip in my seat.

"You have to. No questions asked. And sit up. We can't have you getting into a car accident the day before your wedding." She says pulling out of the driveway.

"You'd be the one to kill me. You're at the wheel." I shrug sitting up.

"Shut up. You know what I mean. And besides you might like it." Maya says.

I hated it. It was weird. She massages my hands then does all this stuff to my nails that kinda hurt. Then I had to sit through her putting acrylic nails on me. Then she had to paint them with a 'French tip' whatever that is.

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