Brian and I are wedding crashers. We both don't have a permanent job, that's why we're doing this for a living, plus it was also fun.
I'm Jayson Reyes Smith, a half-Filipino. My mother is a Filipina, while my father is an American. I'm good at my drawing skills. I'm also a photographer at such events, like birthday, debut, wedding etc.
But right now, my one and only camera was broken. Brian was the last person who borrowed it. Whenever I questioned Brian, he's answer was always the same.
"When I borrowed your camera, and brought it at home, I left it for a time in my room. And I went to my kitchen to find a food, since I was hungry that time. When I was eating, I heard noises at my room. So, I ran into my room and found your camera broken. I saw my window open, also a bracelet that wasn't mine."
Well, I believed in him because I trust him that much. But, I'm still thinking that maybe the owner of the bracelet was the one who broke my camera.
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Minutes has passed, after Brian left me here, I saw Camille coming back. She smiled, of course I smiled, too.
When she finally arrived and sat at the chair beside me, she said that it was an emergency call.
"I'm very very sorry, Jayson." She added.
I slightly shook my head, "No, it's okay. It is an emergency, you need to go."
She nodded. Camille stood and ready to turn her back to me. But...
"A-ah. Jayson?" She looked at me.
I was still looking at her with full of curiosity.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Can I have your number?" She suddenly asked me.
My eyes went wide. I was shocked, just a little.
"O-ow, okay." I replied and got my cellphone out of my pocket.
We exchanged numbers.
"Thanks, Jayson. Hope we can get along, soon." She said before she left.
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I'm walking down the streets right now, with Brian, since we were just neighbors.
The event has just ended. It was so tiring, yet I still enjoyed it.
Out of nowhere, Brian coughed a little.
"You, okay?" I worrily asked him.
"Yes, I'm okay." He replied.
"And you're the one who wasn't okay here." Brian added.
My both eyes went little.
"Ha? Me? Why?" I asked him. Honestly, I really can't understand him.
"Hmm. Well... ahm."
I just stare at him, waiting for his response.
"Okay." He said and slightly sighed.
"Well, you just look like a crazy man. Smiling and giggling out of nowhere." he added and smirked.
I was a little shocked when he said that.
"Am I--- really smiling and giggling here, Brian?" I innocently asked him.
"What do you think, Dude?" he sighed and shook his head, and walked away.
So, am I really doing it? Smiling and giggIing here? Gosh, what a shame.
I just shook my head because of feeling embarrassment on what happened, and immediately followed Brian.
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Wedding Crashers Gone Crashed
Mystery / ThrillerThis story was inspired by "Wedding Crashers". All the names, events, places, and ideas are all fiction. If there's anything similar to the actual names, events, places and ideas are all coincidence only.