AN: Okay, so. I decided to shorten the poll deadline. Voting now ends on May 7th. So don't forget to voice your opinion. For those of you who can't decide between two I put multiple choice. So please vote!
Rosemarie's Point of View
So, we finally told my dad.
Flashback
I dialed my father's phone number.
"Hello?" A gruff voice asked. I smiled.
"Hey dad! So, Percy and I wanted to tell you something." I greeted, getting straight to the point. We had FINALLY found a way to tell him!
"What is it?" He asked. I smiled.
"Okay dad, this is not a joke. PercyandIaregettingmarried, bye!" And I hung up.
End of Flashback
We thought that we wouldn't have to hear his reaction if we hung up after we told him. So I ignored the excessive phone calls after that. Aphrodite and I mailed out all the invitations yesterday. So he should find out he isn't crazy and we're actually getting married. This should be fun... Anyway, Aphrodite wanted a fancy wedding, but not fancy. We're having it outdoors, on Half-Blood Hill. In front of Thalia's pine. My mom and Artemis had all helped. Which surprised me, because with the whole maiden thing for Artemis. But I was still grateful. Tomorrow, we're going to pick the wedding dress. The rule for this wedding (Artemis thought it would be funny) is the only thing we're going to let the groom and his groomsmen know about is their outfits! Though, if we didn't let them see their outfits, I would totally get a pink tux for Percy! That would've been hilarious! I wonder which dress I will pick... I do not want a puffy dress! Those are just terrible! Zeus knows what Aphrodite will pack for me for my honeymoon! I should just stop worrying. Annabeth is definitely my maid of honor. Rachel, Piper, Clarisse, and Thalia my bridesmaids. Yay, all planned out!
Percy's Point of View
Grover and I are out buying tuxedos for the wedding. Gods, I still can't believe I'm marrying Rose. Rosemarie Jackson does not sound bad. I can't wait! Rose and I both agreed on August 20th, so we'll both be twenty. Kind of ironic, we're both going to be twenty years old. And married on the twentieth. Get it? No? Okay. Finally, I found the perfect tuxedo. Thank goodness I got to pick out my tuxedo. Zeus knows what Rose would pick out for me? Pink?! Gods no! That would've been embarrassing! Thank goodness I can pick out my own clothes...
AN: Okay, sorry it's so short! It's just I really want to get this out really quick, so I can make the whole changing deadline thing. So, have fun voting!
