(Hey guys...I've only done a littlw taster of this chapter...enjoy xxx)
"Smile!" I laughed, pulling the camera in front of my eyes, preparing to snap the picture.
The two children in front of me both grinned widely, their cheeks flushed from the close proximity.
The girl, around the age of seven, held a set of pale pink flowers in her small clammy hands as an embarrassed smile crept onto her heart shaped face. Her cream dress went all the way down to her knees, leaving a clear view of her pale pink sparkling slip on shoes with thin straps. Bushy brown ringlets hung down around her face, curled to perfection and shimmering in the chapel light. What caught my attention was her eyes, wide and full of wonder as they continously slipped towards her the bride and groom sat, lingerig on the brides white dress.
The boy on the other hand stood white a smug expression on his chubby face as his arm was slung lightly round his sisters shoulder. He wore a small tuxedo with a bold blue tie. A small pale pink flower was pinned onto his jacket, matching the grooms. His floppy back hear waved on his head, spickly with gel.
With an amused smile, he turned towards his sister placing a sloppy kiss to her rose cheeks just as I pressed down on the button of my vintage camera.
It silently flashed, engulfing both the children in a perfectly framed picture, which I would later edit to black and white.
Pulling the camera away from my face, I watched with amusement as the little girl rubbed her cheek clean and swatted her brother playful, with a fake angry expression across her face. He slipped to the floor in a fit of giggles, tears streaming down his face.
"Henry!" The little girl winned, attempting to pull her brother to his feet.
"Get off!" He bit back, slapping her hands away and struggling to his feet.
Once he was stood, he turned glaring as his sister as he rubbed a sore spot on gis shoulder where she'd grabbed him. His little nine year old body slightly taller than hers.
Stepping in, I said, "Right, thanks kids. You can go back to your parents now." I smiled gratefully at them.
Henry grabbed his sisters arm abd waved with his free one before the began running back towards there yearful parents who I realised are related to the happy couple. If only that happiness really existed, I sighed.
