Liz: Here it is :)

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A knock sounded on Clove's door. "Can I come in?"

Her mother gasped. "Oh, it's Cato!"

Clove scowled. "No, you can't!"

Cato laughed and asked, "And why not?"

"It's bad luck to see the bride in her dress before her wedding, sir," one of Clove's maids said through the door.

There was a moment of hesitation before a dissatisfied grunt and footsteps sounding away.

"Nice." Clove smirked and turned back to her reflection in the mirror.

"We're all ready!" Emilia, Clove's mother's assistant, popped her head through the door.

"Thank you, Emilia."

Emilia disappeared and Clove's maids were all shooed away.

"Clove," her mother began. "You are no longer a girl. You are a young lady and you will act like one."

"Yes, Mother."

"You will take responsibly of the house and children-"

"Children?" Clove shrieked. "Mother, you've got to be joking!"

"No, Clove, I am not," she replied calmly.

"I'm fifteen!"

"Yes, you are."

"I'm not having any children," Clove snarling, scowling. "Never."

"We'll see." Her mother narrowed her cold, flashing eyes.

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The bride peeked through a crack in the doors and scanned the room. It was packed; she couldn't believe all these people came to see her get-ugh!-married.

"Are you ready, miss?" Ansa, Clove's favorite maid, came up behind her.

Clove nodded, took a deep breath, and thought, You're just getting married, Clove. No big deal.

But it was, even if she wasn't going to like it.

The old man who owned the music shop in town started playing the organ and Clove's father walked up, looking uncomfortable in his suit.

"Clove, honey, you look beautiful," he whispered as the doors opened; Clove could see tears threatening to spill.

"Thanks, Daddy," she whispered back; she too, could feel tears prickling her eyes.

Her father led her down the aisle as the entire group of guests rose. Cato and the priest were waiting up in front of everyone.

Clove held in a snigger when she saw Cato's expression. His eyes were bugging out of his head and his mouth hit the ground.

It was quite sweet, unless he was actually looking at her dad. Then that would be quite creepy.

Clove stepped forward and took Cato's outstretched hand.

"We are gathered here today, for the wedding of Clove Fields and Cato Reiner," the priest started.

"Cato, do you promise to love and cherish Clove forever?" the priest looked expectantly at the groom.

Cato nodded. "I do," he replied strongly.

"And Clove-" the priest turned to her-"do you promise to love and cherish Cato forever?"

Without thinking, Clove said immediately, "I do."

"You may kiss the bride." The priest closed his bible and Cato drew his new bride close.

Clove's stomach churned and Cato face grew closer. They had never kissed before.

After what seemed like lifetimes, Cato's lips pressed against hers, gently, like he was afraid.

He's not too bad, she thought reluctantly.

Cheers broke out and Cato pulled away.

He winked and she shivered, partly from what had just happened and partly from the lightning shock she received that was coursing through her body.

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Yay! They're finally married! :) Sorry about the whole wedding speech; I thought you guys would find it sorta boring and I don't even know all of it, so I just went with what I wrote. Thanks for the beautiful reviews I got and don't forget to review again!