Chapter 14: The Wedding

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Lyra's P.O.V.

OH.

MY.

GAWD.

MY.

LIFE.

IS.

PERFECT.

"YES!" I screamed. "YES, JORDAN, YES! YES, YES, YES, YES, YES!"

I grabbed him and pulled him into a kiss, squeezing his sides as our lips connected. Finally he stopped the kiss and wheezed, "I can't breathe." I let go, laughing.

Then I nearly passed out.

Jordan pulled out a ring.

There was his Minecraft character, and a female Enderman, or Enderwoman. She was short with black hair and red streaks, and had violet eyes. Both of the figures on the ring had skateboards on one hand, and in Jordan's there was also a phone. In the Enderwoman's hand there was a microphone.

I realized something.

The Enderwoman was me.

I put my hands over my heart. "Jordan, I don't know what to say..."

"Then don't say anything," he replied with a smile. "If I was getting this, all I would do is kiss the boy who gave it to her over and over." It was obvious he wanted another kiss.

"Ugh, fine," I pouted, pecking his cheek a few times. His cheeks turned rosy red. I laughed.

-Four Months Later-

"Do you, Lyra Smith, take this man to be your lovely wedded husband, from now until you die?" I was asked.

My whole face was red. I blushed a deep red, so nervous to finally be having the wedding. I held in my breath, and let it out saying, "I do."

Jordan smiled at me. I smiled back.

"Do you, Jordan Maron, take this woman to be your lovely wedded wife, from now until you die?" the priest asked Jordan.

I looked at Jordan, who was wearing a very handsome suit and tie, and black pants. But on the bottom of the tie it said CS+LS, which made his outfit look a bit immature. I stifled a laugh.

I was wearing all white, with a long veil and high heels. Like the normal wedding dress. But my special touch was that everything I wore had some sort of sparkle to it.

"I do."

"Then I now pronounce you husband and wife! You may kiss the bride!" the priest announced. I heard cheers from the audience as Jordan's and my lips met. The loudest cheering came from Harold and Theresa, who were standing up and clapping. Erica was our flower girl, standing and clapping as well.

Jordan let me free of the kiss after a bit. He whispered, "You're not a clone anymore. You're Mrs. Lyra Maron, famous rock star and wife of the great CaptainSparklez."

I smiled. "Lead me, Captain."

To Be Continued

NO. IT IS NOT OVER. THIS IS TOO SHORT FOR MY LIKING! Also, if I do make a sequel, it won't be too much of Lyra's P.O.V and Jordan's P.O.V. I've got an idea... Anyway, did anyone else see UMS where Jordan tries fighting Mobzilla? ITS SO FUNNYYYYYYYYYYYYY :)

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