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03:27:45

Justin and I were sat down at our designated table were a sign said Mr. and Mrs. then our parents on either side of us. As much as I wanted to have whatever I wanted for our wedding I couldn’t get out of this part. There’s nothing really wrong with it but traditionally we have to sit here with our parents and eat while all of our friends and family sit down at their own tables and eat. Plus, talk and mingle get up and walk around. But oh, not us.

Think of it as renaissance times, where the king and queen of wherever, dine on whatever foods they desire and their royal subjects sit and watch.

There is now first dance, there's no good music just Christian or bluegrass, ugh. After we eat everyone goes home and gives us gifts on their way out. Then we-

"Can you please tell your wife to at least look interested?" I heard Justin's father order him. He just shook his head and rolled his eyes. I felt him squeezing my thigh from under the table. Which made me laugh, so there you go Jedidiah is that interesting enough for you.

I can see in the audience my friends were sitting at the same table as Justin's friends they were talking and it looked like they were getting along. And across from their table our siblings all sat together. Lydia looked beyond annoyed as babysitter. I also have no clue were my brother is. Maybe he was with my dad's sister. I rarely talk to them so it's weird to say Aunt Chloe when she and I hardly speak.

My mother couldn't keep her eyes off of my dress. Especially the straps and low back. Justin's mother told me she loved it when she hugged me when we all met in the reception room. My mother, when we had two seconds alone had nothing nice to say about it.

Maybe it was my fault, maybe I should have got the capped sleeve and neckline dress like I was going to in the beginning. It wasn't ugly or anything I just felt better in this dress.

Doesn't matter really my mother has been done with me since ever. Once she figured out that sending your daughter to public would open her eyes different world views, was a mistake but it was too late.

She knows I hate it here and it bothers her, so she married me off so I could be forced to stay here. I guess she doesn’t know my husband's mind like I do.

My husband? Holy crap I am married and I have a husband now.

I need a shot of whatever’s in Blake's purse. And just when I thought I couldn’t want that drink more a voice I despised spoke up. Everyone turned in their seats and watched at Prophet Fred came walking through the doors.

"Congratulations are in order to the Bieber's." He winked at Justin and I. He swaggered his way between tables and came over to us. "My bad I tried to make it earlier but I had another marriage to bless, not as important as yours may be but, nonetheless important." He explained to us. Prophet then walked over to the mic and picked it up.

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen." Getting the attention of everyone in this room. "Once again congrats Justin and Chandler Bieber. But as happy as this moment is and as you head off to your honeymoon life will still run normal for the rest of us. Tomorrow we will all go back to work, getting kids up for church, and living normal lives. And when you comeback so will you, maybe even a honeymoon baby." He joked making the crowd laugh. I didn't however I just smiled politely like I was taught when someone tells an unfunny joke.