The Day has Come Jasmine P.O.V

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So today is the day, the day I get married. I walked down the aisle thinking what if I say the wrong thing in front of all these people, but wait a sec these are my friends and family they'll understand the pressure I'm under. I came up to Rin and he said to the guy who says all the stuff I don't what he is called, "Just skip all the boring stuff and get to the good part." He looked at me and we put on the rings, and what do you know the guy said "I know pounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride". Rin swung me around and dip kissed me, and what do I hear besides the clapping and cheering I hear Miko, Mae, and Yorie shout "Ooooo". As soon as I heard that Rina and his grooms men which were Makoto, Rei, and Haru had all shouted "To the reception!".

Everyone had either told Rin or I that they had a great time. -at home- Rin and I had started opening the wedding gifts when all of the sudden I hear Rin gasp. "What is it?" I asked as I ran over to him, even though I was still in my wedding dress, because we had not bothered to change. "It's so beautiful!" he said crying. I took what he was holding and started crying myself. It was the last picture of me and Rin kissing in 7th grade, because that was when we officially started dating. And the picture was in a beautiful heart shaped frame with the words Eternal Love carved into it. Rin took the picture back and wiped up the tears and asked "Who is it from?". We both looked at the box in which it had come and in tiny print it said From Souske, p.s. Rin I always knew you would get her someday. "It's from Souske! That is one of the most thoughtful things ever." I exclaimed. Then we found three others like that, but the each had a different picture in them. One was from Haru and Miko, another was from Rei and Me, and last was from Makoto and Yorie.

-a few hours later-

Rina and I had gone to sleep and all I knew was in the morning I had to call my parents and tell them, they were going to be grand parents. HOW WOULD I EXPLAIN THIS TO MIKO, MAE, AND YORIE! UGH!

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