A/N Yes, another continued AWTR product from me LOL. BTW Jam is pronounced
like James with out the s. eh. Lets continue. And also if I don't get
enough support for this story I might discontinue (That's a threat LOL)
"I do," whispered Jamie, tears in her eyes. 'Today is such a happy day, I found out I'm cancer free, and I'm marrying the love of my life,' she thought as she kissed Landon for the first married time. Landon leaned over to her ear and whispered, "I love you."
"I love you too," she said lovingly as they went to walk down the aisle while the people threw rice. They continued down the aisle and into a waiting limo to take them to the place where the reception was going to be held.
She thought for a second about the church. It had been smothered, just SMOTHERED in white roses, just as she had wanted. The air smelled strongly of them, and little did she know that right now Landon's mother and father were in their house (which they also do not know about) putting the flowers in each room.
Jamie scooped up her dress with one hand and the other hand taking Landon's, she entered the brightly lit limo. "More white roses!" she exclaimed as Landon ducked his head and entered the limo. Landon smiled. "Yah, more white roses for a lovely lady."
"Don't be corny Carter," she laughed, playfully punching him in the arm.
"So, that's the way you want to be. Fine, then-," and he started to tickle her. That was the bad thing about her. She was ticklish everywhere.
"Lah –Lah- LANDON! St-stop noooowww!" she squealed, trying to pry his moving fingers from her stomach. "You know how ti – ti – ticklish I am!" He laughed as he released her. "Fine," he replied, "But only because we're newlywed's," he joked.
"Oh, we're here!" said Jamie excitedly, trying to open the door. "What's wrong with this st-," she was interrupted by the click of the lock as Landon unlocked. "Don't say anything. Don't EVEN say anything," she warned, getting out of the limo.
"I wasn't going to say a thing," he said, trying to sound as innocent as possible. "I am not that way."
"You're nothing but that way!" laughed Jamie. She tugged on his arm. "Come on, everyone's going in." Landon wrapped an arm around her waist, and they entered. "HELLOOOOO MR. AND MRS CARTER!" screamed the DJ as they entered. There was an aisle among the people, and the young in love couple walked through it with grace. Before the first dance, there was time to chit chat as others walked in. Jamie floated over to Cynthia Carter.
"Hi Mrs. Carter," she said in her calm voice.
"Hi Jamie. It was such a beautiful wedding, don't you think?" Cynthia gazed at the beautiful veil of lace attached to Jamie's hair, it flowed down her back as though made of silk.
"Yes, it was more then I could have ever dreamed," she replied, a dreamy look in her eyes, thinking fondly back on the actions earlier in the day. She would always remember the look in his eyes, the way he smiled cautiously, and how she smiled back at him reassuringly. His eyes searched her face for any sign of discomfort, worry, or anger, but found none. She was brought back to attention by the DJ.
"MRS. CARRRRRTERRRRRR! I'M SURE YOU DON'T WANT TO MISS YOUR FIRST DANCE!" the voice blared over the intercoms.
Jamie blushed slightly, rushing through the crowd toward Landon. "Sorry!" she cried out, to no one in particular. Landon just smiled, taking her hand, the other resting on his shoulder, his free hand around her petite waist. They young couple started to dance, or better put TRIED to dance. Landon still hadn't become much better in the dance department.
"Sorry," said Landon for the 10th time. "Shh. It's okay. I knew what I was getting myself into," laughed Jamie, watching his feet for any more stomping attacks.
Soon, to soon, the dance was over and she and Landon went over to visit her father. He hadn't been too happy about her getting married, he had wanted her to be his little girl forever, Jamie supposed. "Hi daddy," she said, coming up behind him, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Hello Jamie," he replied, giving the couple a quick glance before returning to his conversation with Ms. Jefferson, a neighbor of his. The door slammed and Jamie spun to see who had come in tardy.
In came Ms. Carter, followed by her ex Mr. Carter, came rushing in. "Sorry we were late you two," she said hurriedly, rushing toward them. 'Now what are they up to?' asked Landon's mind suspiciously. Jamie grabbed her second cup of punch.
"Oh, it's okay," said Jamie sweetly, taking a sip. 'How can she be that sweet, that pure, that innocent?' asked Landon, 'Hmm, I think I'll take that innocence away tonight,' he dirtily thought. "So, why were you late?" she asked.
"Um, we – uh I got lost and just ran into Worth," Cynthia said uneasily. 'I don't think they believe the lie. They can't know about the house yet!' she worried, so to try to break the suspicion she suggested they cut the cake.
"Okay," responded Jamie, taking Landon's hand lightly and leading him toward the front table, almost falling over. Landon caught her and
"After this, I want that garter off," said Landon sneakily. Jamie hit his shoulder playfully, "You sneak!" Landon looked at her like she was absurd. "Why madam, why would you think like that?" he smirked. Jamie took a drink of her punch. "This is really good!" Landon took it from her and took a sip. He gasped and brought it to his eyes, looking into the cup. "Who put liquor in this?" he called out. Nobody admitted to it, and Landon just shrugged. "Drink up people!" he called out. A few people laughed, then seeing nobody else join in stopped abruptly.
Landon cut the cake, not trusting Jamie with the knife. She had never had beer, or wine, or anything liquor wise. She was probably only a bit on the tipsy side, but no chances. "No more punch, okay Jam?"
"Mmmm," she said, leaning against his shoulder. "Okay."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Bye," Jamie and Landon said to the last person, his mother. "Good night. Try to get a little sleep," winked Cynthia.
"Mom!" Landon called out.
"Oh don't act like you weren't," she waved her hand to the two of them, "Going to." She laughed at him thinking of her so naive. "Oh and one more thing," she said while throwing keys at the two of them. Jamie caught them.
"What are these too?"
"There to your new house. Address is on the paper. Bye." She left without saying another word.
Jamie jumped. "OUR OWN HOUSE!"
A/N: The next chapter will be R rated LMAO...... that is I get enough reviews =)
"I do," whispered Jamie, tears in her eyes. 'Today is such a happy day, I found out I'm cancer free, and I'm marrying the love of my life,' she thought as she kissed Landon for the first married time. Landon leaned over to her ear and whispered, "I love you."
"I love you too," she said lovingly as they went to walk down the aisle while the people threw rice. They continued down the aisle and into a waiting limo to take them to the place where the reception was going to be held.
She thought for a second about the church. It had been smothered, just SMOTHERED in white roses, just as she had wanted. The air smelled strongly of them, and little did she know that right now Landon's mother and father were in their house (which they also do not know about) putting the flowers in each room.
Jamie scooped up her dress with one hand and the other hand taking Landon's, she entered the brightly lit limo. "More white roses!" she exclaimed as Landon ducked his head and entered the limo. Landon smiled. "Yah, more white roses for a lovely lady."
"Don't be corny Carter," she laughed, playfully punching him in the arm.
"So, that's the way you want to be. Fine, then-," and he started to tickle her. That was the bad thing about her. She was ticklish everywhere.
"Lah –Lah- LANDON! St-stop noooowww!" she squealed, trying to pry his moving fingers from her stomach. "You know how ti – ti – ticklish I am!" He laughed as he released her. "Fine," he replied, "But only because we're newlywed's," he joked.
"Oh, we're here!" said Jamie excitedly, trying to open the door. "What's wrong with this st-," she was interrupted by the click of the lock as Landon unlocked. "Don't say anything. Don't EVEN say anything," she warned, getting out of the limo.
"I wasn't going to say a thing," he said, trying to sound as innocent as possible. "I am not that way."
"You're nothing but that way!" laughed Jamie. She tugged on his arm. "Come on, everyone's going in." Landon wrapped an arm around her waist, and they entered. "HELLOOOOO MR. AND MRS CARTER!" screamed the DJ as they entered. There was an aisle among the people, and the young in love couple walked through it with grace. Before the first dance, there was time to chit chat as others walked in. Jamie floated over to Cynthia Carter.
"Hi Mrs. Carter," she said in her calm voice.
"Hi Jamie. It was such a beautiful wedding, don't you think?" Cynthia gazed at the beautiful veil of lace attached to Jamie's hair, it flowed down her back as though made of silk.
"Yes, it was more then I could have ever dreamed," she replied, a dreamy look in her eyes, thinking fondly back on the actions earlier in the day. She would always remember the look in his eyes, the way he smiled cautiously, and how she smiled back at him reassuringly. His eyes searched her face for any sign of discomfort, worry, or anger, but found none. She was brought back to attention by the DJ.
"MRS. CARRRRRTERRRRRR! I'M SURE YOU DON'T WANT TO MISS YOUR FIRST DANCE!" the voice blared over the intercoms.
Jamie blushed slightly, rushing through the crowd toward Landon. "Sorry!" she cried out, to no one in particular. Landon just smiled, taking her hand, the other resting on his shoulder, his free hand around her petite waist. They young couple started to dance, or better put TRIED to dance. Landon still hadn't become much better in the dance department.
"Sorry," said Landon for the 10th time. "Shh. It's okay. I knew what I was getting myself into," laughed Jamie, watching his feet for any more stomping attacks.
Soon, to soon, the dance was over and she and Landon went over to visit her father. He hadn't been too happy about her getting married, he had wanted her to be his little girl forever, Jamie supposed. "Hi daddy," she said, coming up behind him, giving him a kiss on the cheek. "Hello Jamie," he replied, giving the couple a quick glance before returning to his conversation with Ms. Jefferson, a neighbor of his. The door slammed and Jamie spun to see who had come in tardy.
In came Ms. Carter, followed by her ex Mr. Carter, came rushing in. "Sorry we were late you two," she said hurriedly, rushing toward them. 'Now what are they up to?' asked Landon's mind suspiciously. Jamie grabbed her second cup of punch.
"Oh, it's okay," said Jamie sweetly, taking a sip. 'How can she be that sweet, that pure, that innocent?' asked Landon, 'Hmm, I think I'll take that innocence away tonight,' he dirtily thought. "So, why were you late?" she asked.
"Um, we – uh I got lost and just ran into Worth," Cynthia said uneasily. 'I don't think they believe the lie. They can't know about the house yet!' she worried, so to try to break the suspicion she suggested they cut the cake.
"Okay," responded Jamie, taking Landon's hand lightly and leading him toward the front table, almost falling over. Landon caught her and
"After this, I want that garter off," said Landon sneakily. Jamie hit his shoulder playfully, "You sneak!" Landon looked at her like she was absurd. "Why madam, why would you think like that?" he smirked. Jamie took a drink of her punch. "This is really good!" Landon took it from her and took a sip. He gasped and brought it to his eyes, looking into the cup. "Who put liquor in this?" he called out. Nobody admitted to it, and Landon just shrugged. "Drink up people!" he called out. A few people laughed, then seeing nobody else join in stopped abruptly.
Landon cut the cake, not trusting Jamie with the knife. She had never had beer, or wine, or anything liquor wise. She was probably only a bit on the tipsy side, but no chances. "No more punch, okay Jam?"
"Mmmm," she said, leaning against his shoulder. "Okay."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Bye," Jamie and Landon said to the last person, his mother. "Good night. Try to get a little sleep," winked Cynthia.
"Mom!" Landon called out.
"Oh don't act like you weren't," she waved her hand to the two of them, "Going to." She laughed at him thinking of her so naive. "Oh and one more thing," she said while throwing keys at the two of them. Jamie caught them.
"What are these too?"
"There to your new house. Address is on the paper. Bye." She left without saying another word.
Jamie jumped. "OUR OWN HOUSE!"
A/N: The next chapter will be R rated LMAO...... that is I get enough reviews =)