Unbreakable

Wedding

Okay well it has officially been two months into my pregnancy and I was getting a tad bit fat to where Mr. Bagans was complaining. Not to mention its plain annoying and I missed Zak, the boy the next door, but because of swine flu the school had shut down for a week so...Jordan was always here. Yippee.

"Well honey I think you should at least watch your weight" he told me for the millionth time. I rolled my eyes and snapped at him.

"Listen, Jordan, I'm pregnant and I am going to get fatter and fatter so deal with it! Now shut your pie hole I'm watching Spingebob" I ordered him and it actually shut him up. He snaked his arms around me and put his chin on my shoulder.

"I love it when you get mad" he told me and kissed my cheek, then brushed some hair out from my face and put it behind my ear.

"Yeah? Well you better get prepared for a hurricane Katrina because this is only one turd compared to the shit I'm gonna give you when I'm nine months pregnant and giving birth" I told him and he chuckled kissing me once more. My eyes caught the ring on my wedding finger and it sparkled delicately as I fiddled with it. I was married to him. Legally too. His friend came back to the house and even though he had bad doubts about me, I snapped at him and told him to get us two married after about 1 week when I was out of the basement.

"Okay, okay, I'm hurrying as fast as I can!" I yelled to Jordan while I was in the bathroom putting on my dress that I had picked out this time. It was on the computer and yes I know he doesn't have one but he got a new one and kept it under special lock down so I couldn't escape yet again. Plus I had to promise. I used the pinky promise which is a vow I can never break.

I slipped on my white floor length dress that was strapless and lightly put on my white heels. I had to quickly do my hair and make-up but hey when it's your wedding day and marrying a teacher you have to make this special. It will be the only time you'll ever marry a teacher when your 18 so make the best of what you got. Which so far...isn't much. I did my eyeliner carefully not to make it to thick like I usually do and put on some brown eyeshadow. Then I styled my hair easily. I first curled it and then put it up in a pony-tail. Easy peasy lemon squeezy.

"Well can you hurry up faster?" he shouted back from the other side of the door.

"Beauty takes patience" I told him and he gave a frustrated sigh.

"You're already gorgeous so come on let's go" he complimented. I had to blush behind the door, I don't get comments like that everyday.

"Well thank you but shouldn't you be at the mini alter already?" I asked him. I heard his footsteps go away from the room and I opened the door and peeked out to only be shocked when he jumped out and swooped me off my feet. Why did he have to be so evil but so nice at the same god damn time?! He's bipolar I'm telling you.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled, even though I didn't want to, it was for my baby's life. He carried me all the way down the stairs and then carefully set me on my feet, kissing my hand lightly. He went to the end of the alter as I followed him with my small bouquet of flowers and on the end table next to us the rings were laid on a fluffy pillow. It wasn't fancy but it didn't cost too much either. The priest looked at me skeptically, as if he was waiting for me to just ran away and out the door. When he saw I was staying put, he continued.

"We are gathered here" he said until Jordan interrupted him.

"Can we just get to the vows?" he asked eagerly. The priest rolled his eyes and nodded his head. "Okay" Jordan said, ready to tell me some big stuff. We both turned towards eachother holding hands and he took off first. "Khloe, when I first met you in my class, I knew you were different from the rest. You wouldn't take negative comments from anyone and when you heard them you would stand up for yourself, you're independent, charming, gorgeous, smart, funny, and the list could continue, but I love you for who you are and that's why we are here at this moment. There's no one else I would rather be with but you" he told me sweetly. I almost cried. No one had ever told me I was charming or smart or funny or gorgeous in one sentence before!