Chapter 4- The Marriage (Wow. In sixth grade. That must be a record.)
Ugh. Recess.
For the one time in my life I was actually dreading going outside.
"Marriage time!" called out Jake.
Naw dip, Sherlock.
(Chapter Break)
"Leave me alone!" I shrieked, racing across the field.
"But we're just going to drag you to your forced marriage!" cried Grace innocently.
"Listen," Marquis said, stopping. "This isn't right. I guess we won't make you go."
Grace winked. "Yeah. I feel bad. Marquis is right."
"Really?" I asked turning around. "Because-"
Just then, Grace and Marquis each grabbed one of my arms.
"Tricked you!" Grace said excitedly.
They began to drag me to my wedding.
(Chapter Break)
Five minutes later, they had dragged me over to the "Chapel", which really was a giant tree with a little stage thing under it.
"Hermia!" called Jake, running over to hug me. "You made it!"
"Yeah," I grumbled. "If made it means I was dragged here against my will, then yes, I made it."
"We're ready to start!" Jacob, the "Priest" said excitedly. The whole fifth grade gathered around. "Say 'I do' and you're married."
"I do," said Jake.
"Really?" I asked. "We just have to say 'I do'?"
"Yay!" screamed Jake. "She said I do!"
I started to say something, but Bret (also known as "The stalker") stepped up onto the stage. He sniffed my head. "Mmmmm... I love Herbal Essences Hydralicious Coconut shampoo." Everyone gawked at him. "What?" he asked. "I'm just stating the facts."
Everyone turned back toward the wedding.
That was weird.
"Kiss! Kiss!" screamed the crowd.
One little fourth grader stepped up. "Come on fourth graders! Let's help Nicole!" About a hundred fourth graders stepped up and grabbed my left arm, attempting to pull me away. Jake lunged forward and grabbed my right arm. Other sixth graders followed. They all began tugging.
Yes. Let's rip Nicole limb from limb, I thought sarcastically. I'll have to remember to thank the fourth graders later.