Bloopers From Bridesmaids Novels & Stories

She should be the one being emo, not Mae. “Because we agreed I’d be your bridesmaid, remember? But what happened? I didn’t even get an invitation! I just found out you were already married. Where’s the justice in that, huh? You tricked me! When I get married, you’ll be the one washing dishes!” Now Mae was being dramatic. She rolled her eyes and shook her head.

Mackenzie’s mother sniffed loudly from the front pew. The redhead sighed and glanced toward Wyatt, but he seemed intent on Estelle and Benjamin, his gaze dark and serious. Tears brimmed in Mackenzie’s eyes. She’d been nothing but a hormonal mess lately, crying at the drop of a hat. “Here.” The other bridesmaid, a petite brunette, handed her a tissue. “I always cry at weddings. And rehearsals.” She laughed lightly and dabbed her own eyes. “Wait until tomorrow. I’ll be like Niagara Falls.”

"However, Deborah couldn't ask her about other things since there were too many people around them." "She nodded and threw a look at the makeup artist again before she said to Walter, ""Hurry up and find my shoes. Then, you can finally marry me!""" "After she said that, silence descended in the room." "The bridesmaid said somewhat awkwardly, ""It seems that the bride can't wait to leave with the groom. Let's not be wet blankets. Hurry up! Let's go through the wedding procedures quickly then!""" "Then, they quickly began to help Walter to find Rainie's shoes."

Scarlett quickly warned. “No crying!” The three bridesmaids burst out laughing. One of them whispered to the other. “Everybody has been saying that all morning.” Nana quickly nodded and fanned herself dramatically. “Yes, no crying.” She sniffled. “I spent too much time on my makeup.” Scarlett laughed. “You don’t like wearing makeup nana.” “Exactly!” Nana replied shamelessly. “Imagine if I did and then wore one.” They all burst out in laughter. Immediately the laughter died down, Nana immediately turned serious.

As I passed their wedding cake, I caught a strange smile on Chloe's face. Before I could make sense of it, a powerful shove came from behind. My body pitched forward uncontrollably. I crashed into the cake cart, sending it tumbling over. The cake was flattened beneath me, and my knee slammed hard against the metal frame. Pain shot through my leg instantly. Gasps erupted throughout the venue. Onstage, Chloe let out a sigh. "Claire, if you didn't want to be a bridesmaid, you could've just said so. There was no need to pretend to fall and ruin the cake I worked so hard to prepare."

"His sister? Alexander's sister is still overseas! Who do you think you're fooling?" She slapped me again, hard. The metallic taste of blood flooded my mouth, and a thin red line trickled from the corner of my lips. "Oh, boo-hoo. Save the drama." Celeste's mother, decked out in a gaudy outfit, was already livestreaming from the side. The moment she saw what was happening, she swung the camera straight at me. "Everyone, look at this! Some home-wrecking tramp just showed up to ruin my daughter's wedding!"

Once it was done, Erica asked, "Have you memorized the ceremony flow? Want to go over the script again?" Debra saw her nervousness in the mirror and laughed, "Why are you even more nervous than me?" "Because I've never been a bridesmaid before. What if I mess up on stage?" Erica worried. "You won't. Bridesmaids don't even have to speak," Debra reassured her. Just then, footsteps sounded outside. Debra looked over and saw Garland and Liza coming in. "What are you doing here instead of staying at the main table?" Erica asked.

She winked at the servers, who grinned back. Alina blushed but couldn’t help laughing along. It was all in good fun, after all. The music turned up, and before long, they were dancing around the room, letting the night take over. The men were charming, offering more drinks and chatting with the group, clearly enjoying the attention from the girls. After a few rounds of drinks, Natalie clapped her hands again. “Alright, ladies, it’s time for some games! You know what they say—what happens at a bridesmaids’ party, stays at a bridesmaids’ party.”

Scarlett LEANED AGAINST the back wall of the barn and watched the bride spin around the dance floor. Benji's parody song of the B52's Love Shack played through the speakers. The day was almost over. She couldn't believe how many times they'd had a near disaster, starting with the surprise flower arch the bride had thrown at her first thing in the morning. Scarlett had realized too late this bride's methods, how she'd manipulated Scarlett into going above, beyond and farther than was reasonable.

The corridor went dead silent for a beat before exploding into Vance’s coughing fits and Luke’s dry laughter. Inside, my face was burning. I snatched up the silk fan, shielding my face from the girls’teasing glares. That man! How could he say things like that in front of everyone? --- The bridesmaids held out for a few more rounds, throwing every trick in the book at them. But between the groomsmen’s combined IQ and the relentless bombardment of cash-filled red packets, the defense finally crumbled. Clara stood there with her arms full of money-stuffed envelopes, grinning like she’d won the lottery.