Next in Line

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Bridget: Here it comes!!!

Poppy and her friends all cheered and some of her girl friends got in front of Bridget as she got ready to toss the bouquet. To be fair, Poppy didn't think much about this part of the wedding. She knew what it meant, but didn't usually engage, she was one of those girls that liked to watch from the sidelines sometimes.

Satin: I'm gonna catch it!

Chenille: No, I will!

Satin: No, I will!

Smidge: THAT THING IS MINE!!!!

Bridget: Here we go!

All the girls went nuts when the bouquet soared above the crowd, Poppy couldn't help but giggle.

Poppy: Guys, calm down, even if you don't catch it, it doesn't mean tha-

The bouquet landed right into her palm.

Poppy: W-What...?!

Yup, to her horror, the bouquet was in her hands, she looked around at all her friends cheering loudly.

Poppy: Wait...wait...

Smidge: HEY EVERYONE, POPPY CAUGHT IT!!!!

Poppy's cheeks turned rosy red.

Bridget: Nice one, Poppy!

Poppy: No...no, I...

Satin: Who's the lucky boy, Poppy?

Poppy: Uh...

Chenille: You know who!

Poppy covered her mouth with one hand.

Poppy: No, it can't be...this has to be a mistake, I'm not ready for this...

Chenille: The bouquet doesn't lie, Poppy!

Poppy looked at the ground before turning to Branch who was in the crowd. It couldn't be...right? She looked at the bouquet in her hands, pink colored daisies bound with a blue ribbon.

Poppy: No...

The pop queen clutched the bouquet a little tighter in her hands. Could she be next?

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