Random Crap By Carson

Short Story #3

The Jach Wedding

Years and years had led up to this glorious day. Jen had looked at herself in the tall mirror as she fidgeted with her long white dress. She firmly believed that she was a clumsy person since birth, so her four inch heels were not in the slightest bit in her favor as she paced all around the room. Is he just as nervous as I am? Will he regret this? What if he is running away right now as I'm thinking!!! Oh goodness, someone please help me! Her pacing was just about to wear a track right into the floor of the elegant chapel if she didn't stop soon. A bride is always nervous on her wedding day. Yet, anyone could clearly see that both Zac and Jen were madly in love with each other. Their eyes told all one simple look. Zac was a very quiet boy when he was young, and still was, but Jen's lighthearted and quirky personality completed them both. Everyone thought they would make the cutest couple in middle school. Little did they know that they would tie the knot roughly 10 years later. But those 10 years had been full of growth for both of them. Zac had drifted away from Jen during high school leaving her confused and sad at his sudden coldness, however college came and the two soon-to-be lovebirds met once again. This time, with Jen's crazy friends no longer poking and prodding at him to date Jen, Zac couldn't but help deeply in love with her. Now here they were, one bachelor's degree later(Zac was about to finish his), with Jen's crazy friends satisfied, and many many awkward moments later, about to become husband and wife. Suddenly the doors in front of Jen were opened, jolting her back into the present. Her father walked into the room, and looped their arms together.

"My girl is all grown up," he said, tears forming in his eyes. Jen smiled t her father as she wiped his tears away.

"It's okay Dad." she said back softly.The large wooden doors became fully opened, and the lady by the alter began playing the impressive organ.

There.

He stood so far away, yet so close. Jen was so nervous that her thought," How could that even be?" was barely brought up. Her wild friends, Kat and Tanyah, could see the affection in both of them and they silently squealed to each other. Everyone in the room held their breath. Jen's father had let go of her arm, and together they walked up the alter steps. The ceremony was short and sweet, because not many words could explain the love they felt for each other. When the vows were said, and the tears were wiped, Zac couldn't wait to seal it all with a kiss, to finally make Jen his wife. To make her someone he could spend the rest of his life with, through chaos and peace, and someone he could cherish until the end of time.

"You may now kiss the bride,"

With a devilish grin and a blushing Jen, kiss her he did, resulting a wolf whistle or two. Hand in hand, they walked down the isle. People threw rice and flower pedals at the newly married, giving a Jenny a sneeze. They had a bright future with their love: it was the type that would never die. Especially with a bun in the oven, both Tanyah and Kat thought.