I hear wedding bells ring as my dear friend walks out of the church. A crowd gathers before them, the happy couple smile. We all aline ourselves to fit in a photograph, I try to take up as much space as humanly possible. Click! Everyone begins to laugh and Betty calls out "You ready guys? This is it!"
The flowers fly across the air thousand of eager hands shoot up, thankfully due to my cheerleading club on a Saturday morning, results in me grabbing the flowers. I scream to everyone listening, and even those not listening, "I got it! I got it!"
In the distance I see Brad and his 'friend' Ralph making cheerful banter. Ralph and Betty go in the car and drive away, now married. As the guests depart myself and Brad walk together and Brad struggles to keep up with me. He talks to me about something, I am too busy and stare off thinking of nothing, possibly my old Geography teacher. Brad says something about bouquets and gets down on one knee. I stare at him blankly. I listen for once.
"Hey Allie, I've got something to say. I really loved... the skillful way... you beat the other girls, to the bride's bouquet."
He pulls out a small box from his jacket. I wonder what's inside.
"Here's a ring to prove that I'm no joker, dammit Sharpet, I love you!"
"OMG! Is that a wedding ring?" I ask
"No" Brad says sarcastically.
"Are you being sarcastic? See, I can tell"
Brad chuckles lightly and rises to place the ring on my finger, we kiss and dance our way through the church. I then suggest that we take a visit to are old friend and ex-tutor Dr Everett Scott.
"What a great idea darling" Brad replies enthusiastically.
Crack! Thunder hits the sky and breaks it apart. I tell Brad that I am so glad I took my travel sickness pills before we left, although I still felt a bit ill. I ate some chocolate to feel better. I see a motorcyclist drive pass.
"Oh look, a motorbike. That's the one hundredth one this evening! It must be dangerous riding in this weather, I mean, they are not even wearing a helmet."
"Yes, Allie, life's pretty cheap for that type,"
"It's almost as if their life means very little to them."
Suddenly, there was a bang! I asked what it was and Brad explained how he should've gotten the spare tire fixed.
"Didn't we pass a castle a few miles back?" Brad asked but before I could ask him if there was a castle we passed a few miles back, he spoke again "Maybe they have a telephone we can use,"
"By the way, I'm coming with you." I state.
"There's no point in both of us getting wet."
"Well, I'm coming with you." I say grabbing the paper and exiting the car. Brad sighs and we walk together down the road.
We reach a very gothic looking castle and Brad begins to sing to himself. I interrupt him and say "By the way, have you noticed the light over there?" Brad stares at me looking annoyed. I see a man in the castle window, singing a similar tune to Brad. Although, I couldn't make out what he was saying, something about 'light' and 'morphine'. We finally reach, after almost getting killed by some motorcyclists, the door of this old building. Brad knocks and the door creaks open rather quickly, almost as if someone was there, waiting for us.
"Hello."