"Poppy - if you don't get up I swear to go I'm going to drag you out of bed and push you off a cliff."

"Why are you always so violent in the mornings?" I grumbled, yanking the blankets but up and curled into a ball so she couldn't try to rip the blankets away from me again.

"Poppy, if you don't get your ass out of that bed I will never forgive you for making me late for my wedding."

Wedding...?

Oh yeah - she's getting married today.

Sitting up groggily I rubbed my eyes and stared at my little dirty blonde, green eyed sister as she glared at me, hands on her hips as I gave her a lazy half smile.

"Aww, is sissy panicking about her wedding day?" I gave her a mock pout as she glared at me and put her hands on her hips.

"You would know how it feels if you have gotten married." she spat at me and I put my hands up in mock surrender.

"Okay little sissy, don't let your hormones make you kill your maid of honor before the wedding - that'd be mighty embarrassing." 

She rolls her eyes, "Hurry up Poppy, I need to get your dressed before you help me with mine."

"Okay soon-to-be Mrs' Fox," I winked at her before I climbed out of the bed and hopped off of the bed and she quickly dragged me into the bathroom and then shoved me into the shower.

"Shower you bitch."

I rolled my eyes at her, "Hormones," I sang, and she gave me the worst glare I've ever had, making me shiver.

Turning on the shower I pulled my pyjama's off before I scrubbed my recently dyed hair, that was a very bright red - and before you yell at me, my sister asked me to dye it for her wedding because she liked me with red hair when I was sixteen.

Turning the shower off I wrapped a towel around  myself before I walked out, only for Clara to grab me and shoves me into a chair before she started tugging at me hair.

"Can't believe my little sisters getting married at the age of eighteen," she smirks.

"And you're nineteen - where's your husband?"

"With the rest of the imaginary friends I had when I was growing up," I chuckled.

She rolls her eyes and pins my now dry hair up before she leaves and comes back with my dress, "Get dressed, i'll be back in a few seconds."

"Brilliant my dear," I grinned before she left and then I pulled my undergarments on and stepped into the dress before I pulled it up, "Clara, you can come in now!"

She walks in and quickly zips the back of my dress up, "Okay-"

"You know, I like the name Darcy if your kid is a girl - yeah?" my sisters gives me a look.

"Hell no, I'm naming the kid Beth if it's a girl."

I shrugged, "It was just a suggestion."

"Okay - now you have to help me with my dress," she says and I felt my heart stop... this is going to be hell.

*Bzzzp* *Bzzzp*

Looking over to the chest of draws I picked my mobile phone up and stared at the text.

: From Unknown Number : Hello Poppy :

"Who is it?"

"Dunno, but they know my name," I shrugged and put my phone back onto the chest of draws and started to help Clara get her big fairy tale-like dress out of it's bag.

Let's get this show on the road!