She walked through the the crowded airport trying to find him. Jackson told her that he would be here to pick her up. As she pushed through the crowds trying to find her best friend, she watched a couple happily hug. She somewhat longed to have a happy relationship like that.

Suddenly, she spotted him. His dark locks bobbing through the crowd. At that moment, they made eye contact. Her green eyes zoned in on his icy blue one. A smile broke out onto both of their faces. They ran to each other, both so happy to see the other. They smashed their noses together, laughing. They stared at each other, admiring each other. "Can you believe I'm gonna do this?" He laughed.

"Not hardly." Rapunzel smiled, their faces still inches away. Jackson turned, making Rapunzel look behind him. Soon, she spotted a pretty blonde walking towards them with a cart. She stopped and smoothed out her dress and fixed her hair. So that's Elsa. Rapunzel's face dropped as she looked at her competition. A tall, skinny blonde with bright blue eyes.

Elsa walked towards Rapunzel then suddenly brought her into a hug. Rapunzel groaned in surprise. This chick wasn't afraid of anything, was she? "This just makes everything so perfect!"

Elsa let go of the hug and stood between the two best friends, smiling. "From the day I met Jackson, all I've heard is 'Rapunzel this' and 'Rapunzel that.'" Elsa softly chuckled. She turned and looked at Rapunzel. "I've never had a sister." Rapunzel nervously chuckled at that comment. Sisters?

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They were speeding down the interstate. Elsa had to be going at least 90 mph in a 80 zone. This was crazy. "Right off, I have this monstrous favor to ask you." Elsa stated, looking at Rapunzel in the passenger seat.

Rapunzel was pressed against the sides, hoping that she wouldn't die in Elsa's black convertible. This chick was insane. Jackson was in the backseat, both of his arms stretched out. He acted like this was a smooth ride. "Excuse me?" Rapunzel replied.

"My best friend Angelique shattered her pelvis line dancing in Abilene over spring break," Elsa started. She took a deep breath then looked back at Rapunzel. "Be my maid of honor?"

"What?" Rapunzel questioned. Okay, this girl really was insane. She was asking some girl she just met to be her maid of honor. Shouldn't that be for someone she actually knows! "Um, shouldn't you, uh, promote a bridesmaid or someone that you've known at least 45 minutes?" She offered, trying not to sound rude as she pulled her golden hair out of her mouth.

"My bridesmaids are my only two female relatives under the age of 40. Debutante sisters from Nashville who are basically vengeful sluts," Elsa explained. "Oh, my exit!" She gasped as she pointed to a lane two rows over. She squealed her tires, pulling across the freeway without a blinker or any sign of slowing down.

"So this means I have four days to make you my new best friend," she continued. Rapunzel snapped her head to look over that the insane blonde. "It's time for you to force yourself to get personal."

Rapunzel sent her a fake smile. She definitely did not expect this on this stupid trip. She tightly held onto the windshield of the car, still praying that they wouldn't die before she arrived to the hotel or wherever Elsa was planning on taking them. Rapunzel just hoped that it was close.

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Of course. Elsa just had to take Rapunzel dress shopping. That was her favorite hobby after all...haha. Not. Dress shopping was a form of cruel and unusual punishment in Rapunzel's eyes. "Do you look the color?" The tailor asked.

Rapunzel stood on a pedestal in a lavender dress. Elsa was having this custom made for her. This was completely idiotic. Elsa literally just met Rapunzel today! "I think it's beautiful." Elsa answered.

"Isn't that perfect for her?" The tailor smiled as she fixed the straps on Rapunzel's dress. Rapunzel glared at Elsa, confused by what was happening. What was this woman up to?

"Absolutely." Elsa replied.

"Now this is going to be tighter," The tailor stated, pulling on Rapunzel's strap. Rapunzel could only stand there, her hands placed on her hips. She was fuming, upset that she was dragged here. "You don't want those things to fall out." She added, gesturing to Rapunzel's boobs.

"No, it's beautiful." Elsa repeated, staring at Rapunzel from a chair. Elsa was somewhat in awe of Rapunzel. Rapunzel didn't wear makeup and she had an awful scowl on her face, and yet, she still looked gorgeous with her long, blonde hair and emerald green eyes.

"I'm not hurting you, okay?" The tailor said to Rapunzel. Rapunzel could only give her a soft smile and nod her head. Physically, she wasn't hurting her. Mentally, that was another story. "I don't want her to trip, so I'm going to take this up just a little tiny, tiny bit."

Elsa looked up at Rapunzel. She knew she was torturing the woman. "Would you rather the daffodil?" She asked.

"Um, I thought the bridesmaids all wore the same dress?" Rapunzel asked.

Elsa smiled. "Not you. You wouldn't be comfortable unless you were distinctive." Crap. How the hell did Elsa know that? Rapunzel liked to stand out from the crowd, but she never told Elsa that.

"What else did he tell you?" Rapunzel questioned. How much did Jackson bring her up? Because there is no possible way that Elsa was able to guess that all on her own. Elsa stood up, walking towards Rapunzel.

"You hate weddings. You never go. You're not up for anything conventional or anything that's assumed to be a female priority, including marriage, romance, or even..." She explained as she walked around the room. She picked up a necklace and walked over to Rapunzel, ready to put it around her neck.

"Love?" Rapunzel finished. Elsa smiled then didn't even put the necklace on. She walked away, going around Rapunzel. "Jackson and I were a wrong fit right from the start."

"He said that, too," Elsa replied. She went and sat down on the stairs beside Rapunzel. "Well, I thought I was like you and proud to be. Till I met rumpled, smelly old, Jackson," she smiled, placing some white heels against Rapunzel's dress to see what it looked like. "Then I found out I was just a sentimental schmuck like all those flighty nitwits I'd always pitied. It's funny, huh?"

"Mmm. Yeah," Rapunzel agreed, ready to get out of this stupid dress. "I need a cigarette." She stated as she stepped down from the pedestal. She placed her left foot onto the next step, her dress ripping. Just great.

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Jackson sat in the waiting room, wondering what dress Elsa would have Rapunzel wear. He wanted to make sure that everything went right, for both of the girls. Rapunzel didn't like weddings and Elsa wanted everything perfect. He just hoped they would get along.

Rapunzel paced around in her dress room. She hoped no one else could hear her. "Eugene, how do you think I feel?" She questioned into the cell phone. "All she does is talk about her and Jackson's future. And she's just too bright-eyed and dreamy." She stated as someone knocked on her door.

"Oh, fuck the door. Raps, pull yourself together." He replied as she held the phone away from her mouth.

"Yeah!" She called. "And I don't know if I can do it." She finished to Eugene. She turned around to see Jackson. Of course, all she had on was her bra and underwear.

"Oh!"

"Hi! Hi!" Rapunzel quickly replied, trying to cover herself up with her cell phone. She pressed her phone against her chest. God, this is awkward. That didn't work out too well. She could still hear Eugene trying to talk to her on the other line.

"Want me to turn around or something?" Jackson chuckled, holding her lavender dress in his hand. He figured she would be dressed by now for how long she was taking.

"Yes."

"Rap?" Eugene questioned from the phone. Where did she go? Rapunzel quickly grabbed her shirt off the couch. She just had to cover herself.

"Um, not the person I was expecting." She stuttered, ignoring Eugene. Instead of throwing her shirt over her head, she wrapped it around the front of her body like a blanket. God she probably looked stupid right now.

"I've seen you a lot more naked than that." He replied as he twisted the hanger in his hands. Why was she making things so awkward? This wasn't the first time he had seen her in her bra and underwear.

"Well, things are... Things are different now." She softly answered, looking at the floor. She wished things weren't different. Jackson nodded his head, looking down at the floor too.

"Yeah," He mumbled. Things were different. "I guess so." He added as he shuffled the dress in his hands. He opened the door, ready to leave. Maybe he shouldn't have come to check on her.

"Yeah." She whispered, watching him leave, her shirt still wrapped around her body. He stopped then turned around to look at her again.

"Um, you look really good without your clothes on." He stated as he left the room. He shut the door, leaving her with a confusing comment. Rapunzel sat down. What did he just say? Did he really just say that she looked good?

"Blondie?" Eugene questioned from the phone. She stared off into the distance. She fumbled around for her phone. She picked it up, placing it to her ear.

"Eugene, she's toast."

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