28 ¦ Jacob Pierce

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I'm standing next to the arbor, watching the love of my life walking slowly down the aisle towards me. I couldn't see her face, but I'm sure is happy to be married to her. Staring up the night sky, smiling and knowing that this'll be the greatest moment in my life, and I'm finally experiencing it. I close my eyes, listening deeply to the wedding song that's being played, I Do by A Rocket To The Moon.

Is this really happening to me? As my future wife gets closer to me, I could feel a tear slowly sliding down my cheek. I can't believe this is really happening. Trying to look away to not let anyone know I'm crying, staring up in the night sky. Talk about perfect timing, because a meteor shower decided to make this wedding even better.

While waiting for her to finally get right in front of me, I sing the chorus of the song. To my surprise, whoever this future wife is, I can hear her sing the chorus too, but her voice is quite familiar to me, I just don't know whose voice is that.

I really can't believe this is happening to me. I'm finally facing my future wife; her face is still covered with thick white veil. Getting quite emotional now, trying to lift the veil to see who's my future wife is.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

The familiar sound of my alarm clock wakes me up from that beautiful dream. Damn you to hell, you and your obnoxious ringtone. I try to reach the alarm clock to the left side of my bed, still heads down on the fluffy pillow. I didn't even get the chance to know who was my future wife in my dreams. Was the "wife" in my dreams Margaret or Jasmine? The only clue I only got was the singing voice. Whose beautiful voice was that?

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Would you shut up already?

I glance around to find where the hell is this alarm clock that may be summoned from the depths of hell on how that ringtone is really obnoxious to hear, over and over again. Finally, I've found the demon alarm clock, reaching in for the button on top of it and press it to snooze.

I lay back on my pillow, re-thinking about that dream I just have. Everyone was there in the wedding day, even that asshole Yuri with his girlfriend. Everyone is sitting there waiting anxiously for us to exchange our vows. It was really romantic too on how the meteor shower decided to join in, but that's just a dream though, it's not real.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Oh my God, just stop beeping every time. I lift myself up and glance at the time.

Oh, my fucking God!

My eyes widen from what I just saw. It's already 12:00. I just missed like four of my classes. The final and last class I get to attend is... Photography. Oh shit, Margaret!

I push myself up out of bed and head over to the bathroom to make a quick rinse. I don't have much time to take a nice relaxing shower, or even put shampoo on my hair. The main goal here is I just need to look fresh, but what if Margaret found out that I didn't shower properly? Even worse, what if Jasmine found out?

Fuck!

It nearly took me for about 10 minutes to finish showering. God, I grab the towel and wrap it around my hips. I scour my wardrobe to see what I need to wear for today, thank God I have extra clothes here.

Hmm? How about a plain red t-shirt with a black hoodie to hide the hideous red t-shirt and some faded blue jeans with blue sneakers? Glancing at my clock just to see it's already 12:13. Fuck, I can still make it though, I just need to choose an outfit.

Ah, fuck it.

I snatch the clothes and quickly put them on. The shoes however aren't cooperating with me, I keep on pulling them, but it seems like the shoes is too small for me now. I need to buy new shoes. I glance again to my clock and it's 12:20.

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