:Terri and Jake Chronicles [Book #1]

-Chapter Forty~Three

1. My name is Terri Sanders. 2. I have an arranged marriage in 7 months. And 3. I'm marrying a Preppy with attitude problems! Just GREAT! Could my life get any worse! Wait...Don't answer that.

Heyy! 2 chapters in one weekend! haha i only qott to finish this chapter becuz i wentt skattinqq last nite..ndd i fall so many freakkinqq times...i bruised my knee ndd my elbow..iso im sittinqq at home..justt typinqq my story ndd writinqq poems...siqh..well lol here's chapter 43! sorry ittz shortt...ndd next chapter is Jared's party!!

p.s. sorry there's no jake ndd terri thinqqs in here...they'll be more in the nxt chapter! i promise:)

p.p.s. commentt ndd vote!!

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Chapter Forty-Three

Jake's house...11:30am...in living room

Oh my f-ing gawd!! That freaking jinxer!!

Hate. Him.

Hate. Him.

Hate. Him!!

This would have never come out of his mother's mouth if Jake hadn't had said it!!

Ugh! He jinxed us!

And now, our parents want us to marry early!

Who would have thought that Jake's prediction was right. I sure as hell didn't think it would be. Jake has the brain of a peanut.

" Why??" I cried out.

" We just think it should happen sooner. Seven months is a long time for now," my mom said.

" No it's not!" I cried out again.

" In our opinion, it is," Mrs. Dawson said.

" Who cares about your opinion??" I shouted at her.

" Terri!" My mother and father both yelled at me.

" This is me and Jake's wedding!" I said to them.

" But this was planned by us," Jake's father said.

" And your point is...?" I copied Jake's sentence.

" My point is...is that we can choose the details about your wedding," Jake's father added.

" So, your saying that you guys will choose everything that happens in this wedding??" I asked.

They all nodded their heads.

" So that means you guys are choosing my wedding dress, my wedding cake..."

" Well, all with your approval," my mom said.

" My wedding garter?!" I blurted out.

" It goes with the dress," Mrs. Dawson (bitch) said.

" So, do me and Jake get any say in this fucking marriage??" I said, still in exasperation.

" Terri! Watch your language!" My parents shouted at me. Oh gawd, not this again.

" I'm 18 years old! I can legally do anything I want! And I'm getting married! I'm not your little fucking princess anymore."

My parents stared wide-eyed at me.

" You never were a princess," my dad said harshly.

See, told yah. I told you that the fathers would be against me sooner or later. Nobody likes Terri.