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This isn't what I ordered. This isn't what she ordered! I said peony. What the fuck is wrong with you? Honey, I think those roses are gorgeous. It's just not what we planned, you know? Fuck this! You get peonies! Downstairs, centerpieces for the reception. Take some peonies from there. New bouquet up here, 40 minutes. I love you. Under my insistence, the staff finally brought out the peony bouquet Becky wanted. She thanked me non-stop, calling me her best friend. When she hugged me, my whole body went stiff because I knew I didn't deserve it. When Becky and her mother asked where the wedding dress was, I couldn't tell them the truth. I can't leave here without my dress. We had torn it apart last night. When Becky first told me she got engaged, I was jealous. The four of us had been friends since seventh grade. Becky was the least noticeable one. They even called her pig face. Why did she get to be the first to get married? And to someone rich and handsome? That night, all three of us got drunk. Katie even boldly put on Becky's oversized wedding dress. I didn't want to be outdone, so I tried to squeeze in with her. Then, the worst thing happened. The dress ripped apart. The three of us snapped awake instantly To keep things from falling apart we had to fix the dress before sunrise But as soon as we stepped outside we ran into the groomsmen What do we call Katie Where is Katie She is dead They invited us to Dale's bachelor party. I had already noticed one of the groomsmen, Trevor. My heart raced. Joe started pursuing Katie, the girl he had a crush on since high school. Only Gina knew what she had to do. She took the dress to the bathroom to wash out the stain, but a dancer used it as a towel to wipe her hands. Then Gina remembered that her ex-boyfriend Clyde's mother was a very skilled tailor and got on the subway with him. I kept talking about how I'd been fighting cancer since I was 12. Trevor listened with great interest. For the first time, someone understood how strong and thoughtful I really was. I like to compliment a woman because she deserves it, not because she needs attention. Our eyes met and a spark licked between us. Then Becky called and told me to come to her place right away. Gina's phone was completely unreachable. I almost confessed everything about the dress, but Becky looked so emotional. And I know that this maid of honor stuff must have been like really hard for you. The sincerity in her eyes showed me how selfish I really was. I couldn't take it anymore. I ran into the bathroom, anxiously praying for Gina to pick up. Becky's kindness was the last straw. I decided to confess.