The spare rooms of the church were now the dressing rooms of Ari and Dylan. Many of Dylan's close friends, some from her hometown and some new ones she had made, were busy helping her get ready for her special day. She looked in the mirror and couldn't believe the transformation a elgant dress and some make up did to her, hopefully Ari would like it too. Just thinking about what was bound to happen made her cheeks flush a deep red. Her gaze shifted towards the window where nature seemed especially lively today and people started to head into the church. It was the perfect place to hold their wedding. This was were they met, where they got engaged, and now where they got married.

Common bride issues clouded her mind though. What if she tripped down the isle? She loved Ari, but what if her family or old friends didn't like Ari alot? What if it was only a wonderful dream she hadn't woken up from yet? Everything was so perfect like a dream, she was terrified that she'd wake up from it any second now.

Chase fumbled with his tie. "I hate these things," he said to the many passing, bumbling people. He looked around, watching everyone. "I didn't think I'd have to wear a suit and tie after my own wedding," he mused. "I didn't think I'd ever go to another wedding. But, hey, I've been wrong before." He wasn't only attending; he was playing the role of best man.

He leaned against the wall by the door and knocked. "Ari? Are you still alive?" His and Dylan's wedding was much more fast-paced than his own, already - many people from the city had crowded into the small church, where the bride and groom were making preparations.

Kazu knocked lightly on Dylan's door. 'Um, hi." she said smiling. Kazu didn't know if she was allowed back here or not, but she was too excited to care. "Whoa, you look like a princess!" Kazu gaped. Even if her and Dylan had only met once, it felt like Dylan was already her sister. "I just can't believe it! My sister is finally geeting married!" Kazu ran up and grasped Dylan's hands. 'I think i might cry during the wedding!" Kazu took in a deep breath of air, then seemed to remember something. "I, um, got this for you..." Kazu said picking out a flower she had tucked behind her ear. "It's not all that great compaired to your boquet, but it's the only thing i could get you.." Kazu offfered Dylan the radient blue flower.

God, the days had surely flown by when he was with Dylan. He remembered when they first met, and hell, now they were going to be joined together in marriage. He stood by some mirror, fixing his bowtie. His mind was running rampant—what if something was to go wrong? What if she left him standing at the altar? What if he left now and just left town entirely, never to come back? What about his family? He was sure that they would love Dylan, but his family still made him nervous about everything. Last thing he needed was his sister to come bawling her eyes out, making a comment about his older brother. Another sigh passed through his lips.

His hair was slicked back; he lightly touched it, just fixing a few hairs that were out of place. All he could do was breath. He was no longer going to be the single bachelor after this day, his worries of never being married where over now that he had found the perfect girl for him.

There was a knock at his door, which startled him from his thoughts as he cautiously walked over to the door, hearing a voice soon after made him calm down. “Chase.” He spoke as he opened the door, “Standing here now? Yes. Actually alive? I don’t know.” He continued turning on his heels moving back to where he had been previously standing before. “Were you this nervous before your wedding?” He questioned.

With Kazumi bursting through the door Dylan already felt less nervous. The girl simply had something about her that mad her calm. "Thanks," she said smiling as she twirled a piece of her hair with her finger. It made her happy that Kazumi could make it to their wedding. "Umm, Kazumi," Dylan said sofly almost a whisper. "Could you please do me a favor on this day by acting as my maid of honor? My old friend couldn't make it and I don't want to stand up there by myself, so could you?"

Chase chuckled, rocking back on his heels. "Relax, man," he advised. "Pre-wedding jitters are all too common. The trick is to make people believe you've done this a thousand times before." He frowned, backpedaling. "No. Wait. That's performing onstage. Wrong advice! Don't act like you've done this a thousand times before. That's not the best impression you want to give your soon-to-be wife's family. And, also, the whole 'picture them in their underwear' thing? Doesn't work. Just makes things awkward." He grinned.

"All ya have to do is knock 'em dead for an hour, and you'll be a married man. No more bachelor pad or takeout food. Well," he conceded, "that depends on how good a cook Dylan is. But that's not my point. Once you get past the nerves, the happiness starts to kick in. You just gotta ride it out. And yes," he added, "to answer your question. I was as nervous as you are. And, as you can tell, I got over it."

He looked over his shoulder at the clock. "It'll start soon. It might be a good idea to ride out those nerves as fast as you can," he advised.

Wess, who was always the odd one out, came to a stand beside Chase and Ari, he was wearing a white suite, with a black handkerchief and white tie; with a bluebell pinned on his tuxedo. "Hey, Ari," he muses, recalling him from around town. "Hey, Chase," Wess says, turning to the Best Man. He stands still for a moment, not quite sure what to say next. "Well, the best of luck, Ari!" Wess becomes silent again, looking at the familiar church; recalling the church; and stares at the spot Chris and himself sat on during Mia and Chase's wedding; becoming silently depressed.

Kazu's face turned red. "M-m-me?" she questioned. "Oh, i'd love to but aren't the maids of honnor pretty i don't think i'd be fit to be one OH not that i don't want to, i'd love to but i don't know what to do or where to stand and i'm not properly dressed-" Kazu took in a deep breath of air. 'Sorry, i'm babling again, arn't I?' Kazu turned an even deeper shade of red. "What I mean is....Yes! I'd alboslutly love to! I'm so happy!" Kazumi hugged her friend and then pulled away. "This is really ok?"

Kazumi at first was flustered by the offer that made Dylan worry that she might not accept it. She seemed worried to about the whole dress thing too, but the dress was here, just not her friend she planned to be the maid of honor. "It's okay," Dylan explained after receiving a hug. "I have the dress my friend was going to wear here and you are about the same built, it should work without a problem."

Ari made an attempt to calm himself as he listened to Chase speak, they had become close friends, which was nice. “Common case? Lovely.” He rolled his eyes, continuing to listen but looked at Chase with wide-eyes, “What?! Are you mad?! I can’t just pretend that I’ve been married before!” He spoke then slapped his palm against his forehead as Chase corrected himself, “Oh God Chase.” He groaned. The redhead still listened to his friend speak and he let out a sigh, letting his hands fall onto vanity desk the mirror was attached to. “I hope you’re right.” He mumbled.

“Hmm.” He hummed, “I suppose you’re right in some weird sense.” He shrugged his shoulders, glancing at Chase with his eyes reflecting off the mirror. “No more lonely nights or cold take out.” He laughed. “I’m sure the transition will be easy, hopefully at least.” He continued, then laughed, “Obviously you’ve gotten over it. How many months has it been now? I would have hoped you have, especially with little Clara in your family now.” He joked heartily. His eyes moved to the clock, “I’ll do my best.”

“Good day, Wess.” He nodded with a soft smile, “Thanks for coming.” He held the smile on his expression, “And thanks.” He chuckled softly, before scratching the back of his neck.

Genna couldn't wait to come to Dylan's wedding. Although, she never met her spouse. But she came anyway since she knew Dylan. Genna wore nothing too fancy. Just a pre-owned blue dress. It didn't look pre-owned to her. As she entered the church she looked around to where to sit. She saw her friend Wess who looked kinda lonely.

"Hey, where's Chris?" Genna asked.

Kazu nodded. "Alright, I'll go get changed very quickly then." Kazumi grabbed the dress off of the rack and ran into the bathroom to change. Within a minute, Kazumi proceeded slowly out of her bathroom. The dress was a tiny bit snug, but all-around comfortable. The dress hugged Kazu's hour glass figure and commented her light sun-highlighted hair and her pale skin. "Um, how does it look?" Kazumi asked sheepishly.

It didn't take long for Kazumi to change. She stepped out wondering how she looked and without a doubt she looked amazing. Luckly the dress fit her just right by the look of it and Dylan couldn't help but tackle her friend with a hug. "You look so cute," she said happily. "The dress makes your hair and eyes stand out and your skin looks as fair as a princesses's! Does it fit nicely and everything like that?"

Kazu blushed light crimson. "It feels great!" she said smiling. "But you look even prettier, and that's the important thing." Kazumi nodded in approval. "So um, when does the wedding start?" She questioned. Kazu looked around the room, she was starting to become a bit nervous. She had never been in a wedding before. Was this really alright? No, it was alright, becuase it was making Dylan happy.

Chase nodded. "It's been a while," he answered honestly. "A year and change, actually." He counted in his head. They had been married on the thirteenth of Summer last year - yep, it had been a year. "The time goes fast. You'll probably be a dad, too, before too long." He chuckled and elbowed Ari. "Clara's growing up fast, too." He sighed, thinking of the baby he had left at home with Mia while he went to the chapel early to help Ari get ready. "Just enjoy it while you can."

He peered into the chapel. "It's getting crowded out there, buddy," he told Ari. "Finish makin' yourself look pretty; you're first up the aisle." Relatively.

Dylan took a deep breath, weddings were indeed somewhat stressful but it was nice to have a friend that was going to be by her. "Soon, in less than twenty minutes, I think," she said heading to the door and peeking out just enough to see if Ari was already waiting for her. She closed the door and sighed, never before feeling this nervous. Hopefully it'd melt away once she saw him though, cause she was having butterflies go wild in her stomache at the moment.

Kazumi noticed her friend was getting jittery, she was jittery, but that was perfectly normal. "Hey Dylan, if i sing you a song, will that help you calm down a bit?" kazumi asked. "My father used to sing this to me when i got angsty." Kazumi said offfering her friend a warm smile. In fact, her father had a song for every one of her moods, but that was a story for another day.

Ari hummed and nodded, “That long already?” He glanced towards Chase then back at himself in the mirror—Dylan and himself could definitely last that long, right? “Wow.” He mumbled then laughed as Chase elbowed him. “Me? A father?” He questioned, then thinking about it, “Yeah, maybe. It would be nice to have a family of my own.” He tilted his head back and forth with a small smile. “Time does fly, doesn’t it?” He paused before looking towards Chase as he spoke about having to head out soon.

The redhead nodded, looking to the mirror and pressed back a few more stray hairs before leaving the view of the mirror completely. He was ready to step out of the boundaries and ready to start anew. “Let’s go.” He motioned to leave and Ari was the first one to walk out the door and down the aisle, spying a few familiar faces from when he was still in the city and from these little towns, continuing up to the altar. ‘So this is where my new life begins, eh?’ He pondered, ‘It’s off to a good start then.’