My big fat greaser wedding Part 2

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The day was finally here. I didn't sleep much due to the excitement, but when Two bits mother came in to wake me up I almost jumped out of bed. She sat me down and attempted to calm me down but I was practically bouncing with anticapation.

"Look honey, I need to get you ready." She said giving up on trying to calm me down.

She turned me around and quickly started fixing my long dark brown hair, curling and making it all pretty. When she was done, I looked like a princess. I did my make up in a shimmery silver and made it look all beautiful. When I was through and Two bits mother was through I looked flawless and I'm not one to ever complement myself.

"Now you got something new." She said guesturing down to my dress and shoes.

She whispered "Turn around." I quickly complied.

She put on a navy blue necklace on me.

"Now something old and something blue." She said, smiling.

She pulls out white gold earings and gives them to me.

"And something borrowed." She says.

"I'm not being ungrateful...but why are you doing this for me." I ask.

"Because, your soon to be husband is practically my son, and you're mother isn't here...and I guess I decided that should atleast try to full in." She says, wiping her eyes.

I have to bend over just to hug her but I do it anyway. She is amazing.

"Come on its time, Dally's cousin says pusheing me into a car and getting me to the church. When we get there we rushed to get in formation and get down the asile. Finally it was my turn.

I walked slowly down the asile to where Soda was, looked dashing in his black tuxedo and white button up and navy blue tie. All of the groomsmen were in black tuxs and white buttons up with a silver tie, they all look dashing.

Right about when we were about to begin the whole ceromony they had to ask if any body objects then they have to speak now or forever hold their peace.

Right on the breath that they were to begin the ceromony on someone bursts through the door and yells

"I object!"

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