XXIX. The Not-So-Fabulous And Crazy Cliché Wedding

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So much has happened in these past years.

"BITCH, IT'S BEEN LIKE A FUCKING WEEK!" A random chick yelled.

How did that slut know what I was thinking?

Anyway, so many unbelievable and tragic things happened. When I first got to this school, I never thought I'd get married to the school's biggest jock, bad boy, captain of the soccer team, werewolf and soon-to-be Alpha King. I mean, those things only happened in cliché stories in Wattpad written by teenage girls. But I never thought this would happen to me.

Right now I'm standing on a stage in front of the entire school that is here to witness the whole thing. I'm wearing a fine white dress and a tiara made of fine gold with jewels. Of course, cuz I'm so damn rich I can afford the most expensive and finest clothes. Klinton however, was wearing an ugly black suit, ripped, wrinkled and with lots of stitches. He said it belonged to his dad, and he wanted to wear it to make him proud. Such a kiddo.

Roy was standing behind a podium. He was the one who would lead this whole ceremony. He was dressed as a priest and was holding a book.

"We gather here to unite these two people in marriage. Their decision to marry has not been entered into lightly and today they publicly declare their private devotion to each other. The essence of this commitment is the acceptance of each other in entirety, as lover, companion, and friend. A good and balanced relationship is one in which neither person is overpowered nor absorbed by the other, one in which neither person is possessive of the other, one in which both give their love freely and without jealousy. Marriage, ideally, is a sharing of responsibilities, hopes, and dreams. It takes a special effort to grow together, survive hard times, and be loving and unselfish." Roy announced.

Source: http://ravieandchelseaswedding.blogspot.com/2010/06/wedding-ceremony-script.html?m=1

You could hear people sniffing and blowing their noses with a tissue.

"Klinton Hammerside." Roy said, looking at him. "Do you accept Sandra Simmons as your faithful wife, to be with her in good and hard times, and make her happy, till death do you apart?"

"I do." Klinton replied with a smile.

"YAS! That's my son!" His mom yelled.

"Sandra Simmons." Roy said, looking at me. "Do you accept Klinton Hammerside as your faithful husband, to be with him in good and hard times, and make him happy, till death do you apart?"

"Oh but of course I'll be with him. Even in HARD times." I said seductively, biting my bottom lip and stressing the word HARD, making Klinton blush.

"Yeah, you go, gurl!" Mileena yelled.

Yeah, I had forgiven Mileena after she betrayed me after telling the officers I was a vampire. She was my best friend so I couldn't be angry with her for forever could I.

Roy cleared his throat awkwardly. "Okay, then. I now pronounce you werewolf husband and vampire wife. Sandra, you may now kiss the groom."

Everybody clapped and cheered as Klinton and I got closer and we joined our lips in a soft and passionate kiss full of love.

After that, it was time for everyone to hug the groom and the bride and telling them nice things.

I watched as a police officer went to hug Klinton. "Congratulations, boy. I hope you live happily with your wife. As happy as that day in which you gave us dat ass." He whispered in his ear as he slapped his butt.

"The fuck?" I said.

Klinton pushed him away with a blush. "Uuuh, yeah, sure. Um, thanks. Heh. What a crazy dude, right Sandra?"

I was going to argue when I saw Harry Styles walking my direction. He pulled me into a hug and I hugged him back.

(A.N.: Ha! Harry Styles walking my direction. Get it? Heh.)

"Congratulations, girl." He said in a raspy voice.

"Thank you Harry. Thank you so much for everything. If it wasn't for you, I would have never known that Klinton was the love of my life. Even though I had to suck your dick and get herpes to find out, it was totally worth it."

"You did what?" Klinton gasped.

"Ugh. Nothing." I said, rolling my eyes.

After many more hugs were exchanged, it was time for everyone to dance.

"This beautiful wedding deserves a song!" Harry Styles announced as him and his band climbed onto the stage and grabbed their instruments and Harry grabbed the microphone.

"Boys. One, two, three, four, YOU DON'T KNOW YOU'RE BEAUTIFUUUUUL, OH OOOOOOHHH!!"

I watched as Klinton winced in pain and he tried to cover his ears.

"Klinton, what's up?" I asked worriedly.

"Ugh! My sensitive werewolf ears can't bear this noise!" He whimpered.

"Oh my God, someone please stop One Direction! They're going to kill my husband!" I yelled desperately.

"Can you shut the fuck up?!" Mileena yelled, taking off her high heel and throwing it at one of the band members.

The high heel stabbed against Harry's throat and he fell dead onto the stage. Louis gasped and pulled out a jetpack out of nowhere and flew away quickly. Niall grew fairy wings from his back and flew away too. Liam disappeared into a magic blue ball after saying bibidi-babidi-boo, and Zayn had a seizure.

We all stayed in silence, until three cartoonish fish-like boys appeared on the stage. They were Boys Who Cry from SpongeBob!

Everybody cheered and went crazy as the band started singing.

"It's all about you, girl

On your 16th birthday

Pay attention to you, girl

Everyone has to do just what you say

You get your very own spotlight tonight

'Cause it's all about you

Yeah it's all about Pearl

You're the birthday girl."

Everyone danced with their respective couples at the rhythm of the song. Klinton wrapped his arms around my waist and I wrapped my arms around his neck. We looked at each other's eyes as we danced happily. It started raining over us, but that didn't make this moment any less special.

Klinton got closer to me, and I got closer to him. We shared a kiss under the rain that meant that we would always be together no matter what.

But then things got a little bit heated when I started kissing him roughly, slipping my tongue inside his mouth and making him moan like a bitch. Then I switched my attention to his neck and kissed it and bit it roughly.

"OH, Sandra! Ah! Ah!"

Soon everyone repeated our actions, as they all started kissing as well. Roy was making out with Carlos. Mileena was making out with the nurse. Everyone made an orgy and were kissing with whoever the hell they wanted. And it was perfect.

We pulled apart, gasping for air. Klinton looked into my orbs and I looked into his.

"I love you." I said.

"I love you too." He replied, smiling.

"Ugh, this is so cliché!" I said.

"Yeah. But this is a cliché story after all, isn't it?"

"You're right." I said, then kissed him again.

I love Klinton Hammerside. The bad boy who found a stain of blood in my bed.

End.

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