Andrew adjusted his lucky red suit and fixed up his hair. The day's finally come, he thought over and over. He was waiting for this for a LONG time, the chance to finally marry Sarah Gallant. He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled. "Lookin' good, bro!" Andrew turned around and laughed, giving Felix a pat on the shoulder. Felix was his best man, being his best friend. "How are you, Felix?" He asked. "I'm doin' fine, man! Look at you! 3 years younger than me and already hitched! That's my man." Felix punched him in the shoulder playfully. "Hey, mates, we're here!" Floyd Ambrose and 'Soap' MacTavish walked in, wearing suits like Felix. "Hey, you Brits! Been too long, I say!" Felix greeted. "Too right, mate! And Andy! Congratulations, you bloody stiff!" Andrew smiled at all his friends.

"Son!" Miles called from the doorway. "Father!" Andrew called back, giving Miles a bear hug. "How are you, Father?" He asked. "I'm fine, but today is about you and Sarah. Where is she, anyway? Shouldn't you two be together? It IS your wedding." Felix chuckled. "But Edgey, it's bad luck for them to see eachother before the wedding! I thought you knew!" Miles looked puzzled. "Bad luck?" He shook his head and saw Floyd and Soap. "Who are these two?" He asked. "Oh. This is Floyd and Soap. They're British, part of the SAS." "Nice to meet you, mate!" They both greeted.

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"...WOW! You look absolutely GORGEOUS!" Meghan widened her eyes as she help finished putting a white with silver trimming, beautifully designed, wedding gown on the soon to be married blonde 18 year old.
"Ya think?" Sarah smoothed the dress out and smiled in the life-sized mirror. She slowly turned, admiring every part of her, including the make-up, her newly permed hair - it was everything a girl could wish for on her big day.
"I can't wait...this HAS to be perfect!"
"Andrew is going to love you FOREVER! Your sister would be proud..." Meghan replied and adjusted Sarah's hair, brushing it here and there.
7 year old Verity gave Sarah's hand a gentle tug and asked, "Are you getting married to Ryan?"
"Noo..." Sarah laughed quietly, but she knew this was a question she didn't really want to anwser.
"I'm getting married to someone you don't know, but you'll find out soon enough. He's very nice."
"You mean...he is a STRANGER?!" Verity cupped her mouth slightly, in shock.
Sarah gave a heartfelt smile and laughed, "No, of course not! We met...accidently. You could put it that way."
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Ryan Armando strolled down until he reached it - Andrew's dressing room. He came in without a knock and smiled slyly, hiding behind the door with only his foot in the room.
"Ha..! You look handsome, amateur." Ryan beamed loudly as he glared at the family and friends.
He continued to close in on father and son and gave the groom a rough pat on the back.
"I just KNEW you and Sarah were PERFECT together. Just...perfect."
Ryan said this between his teeth and began to wander around inside the large room, filled with mannequins of the sort and mirrors.

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"Ah, Ryan. What a pleasant surprise," Andrew muttered. "So, did you come by yourself, or did you stalk Sarah here?" Andrew asked icily. Felix put on a serious face and Floyd and Soap nodded. "Who's this bloke?" Floyd asked Felix. "Some dick who's pissed at Andy," Felix said simply. "If he tries one thing, I'll rip his bloody head off." Soap said menacingly.

Miles knew this man and didn't like him one bit. "Ryan, was it? How are you?" He asked, not planning on reprimanding Andrew anytime soon.

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