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I went to bed with the biggest smile on my face. Tomorrow I would marry Kris. I've waited for this for a very, very long time. I honestly never thought I would ever find a girl worth it, but she is the world to me. I turned over to face her. She was already asleep. It was amazing to watch her sleep, she looked so peaceful and full of grace. It took me about an hour to fall asleep, because my head was busy reviewing so many memories that I had with her, and then I began thinking about my vows. I hadn't written them yet, but it wouldn't be hard to do.

The next time my eyes opened, I saw the little red numbers on the clock that told me it was ten o'clock. Kris was still asleep. We had our honeymoon in Fiji, the place she has always wanted to see, coming up soon, so I hoped she wasn't getting sick, which would explain her sudden sleepiness. Just then she turned around and her eyes met mine. "We're getting married today."

"I know." Her smile was just as big as mine. She leaned over to kiss me. The knock on the door interrupted the kiss. Dani barged in. Yeah, leave it to Dani. I thought to myself. "Kris what are you doing?! We have to start getting ready!"
"Dani relax we have nine hours."

"Well it's going to take me forever to do your hair." She told her, handling her messed up bedhead, that I thought was absolutely gorgeous. Kris rolled her eyes and caught the towel and robe that Dani threw at her. She turned to me after Dani left. "I guess I'll be taking a shower now." I smiled and she walked into the bathroom. I went downstairs to get something to eat.

"The only people awake were Dani and Jean. Jean was making eggs and bacon. She put some on a plate for me and motioned for me to sit down and eat. After fixing up plates for everyone else, she called them down and sat by me. Everyone but Kris came down to eat, she was still in the shower. I ate as slowly as possible, hoping that if I ate slow enough Kris would come down and I'd get a chance to eat with her. Matt looked up at me, strangely much happier than he should be during this kind of situation. "So, you excited?"

"Oh yeah," I replied.

"Nervous?" Pablo asked.

"Terrified," I replied. I was afraid that I would forget something, or that something would happen to mess up the wedding, but I wasn't at all nervous or afraid of marrying Kris, that was the only thing that I was absolutely 100% sure about.

I guess I didn't time my eating right, because she came down just as I finished and put my plate in the sink. Jean put an extra helping of food on Kris' plate and I wondered why. I looked at her, confused. Jean replied while Kris ate, "she asked me to give her extra because she is going to skip lunch." That explained it. Except for the fact that it was already eleven when she began eating. I shrugged it off and went upstairs to take my shower.

Matt was waiting in his old bedroom for me when I got out. I put one of Matt's pairs of sweats on, with no shirt. I didn't want to mess up my tux while I was readying myself. I made a horrible attempt at blow drying my hair for the first time ever. It ended up looking worse than it was when I woke up this morning. Jean came in laughing. "Let me help you boys," she said, taking the blow dryer from my hands. I didn't know how girls always managed to do hair perfectly, even if it wasn't their own. My hair was styled the way it usually was, just in a neater way, and the gel in it was obvious, but there wasn't enough gel to make it look greasy, for which I was relieved.

I put on my tux and looked at the time while I was tying my shoes. I hated dress shoes, they hurt my feet, but they were necessary, it would look horrible to wear tennis shoes with a tux. Then the time registered in my head. It was two. In five hours the ceremony would begin. Kris always wanted a twilight wedding, who knows why. I got up to go see her, but I was caught by Dani. She put her hand in front of my chest to stop me. "You can't see her before the wedding nimrod!" I rolled my eyes but agreed, I was just as happy waiting, this way I would get to see her walk down the aisle in her wedding dress, and I'd be shocked at how beautiful she looked, not that she didn't look beautiful now. Especially in the last month or so, she looked different somehow. I could see the sun in her skin, it seemed to reflect off of her as if she was a mirror, but I couldn't explain why.

Four o'clock came faster than I expected. In just three hours I would be Kris' husband, it was hard to wait. I was all ready, so I got in the car to go see my dad and make sure he was ready. On the drive over there, I saw in the distance to my right, the wedding canopy set up, with tables and chairs and a red carpet lined with roses. This is where I would be for the happiest moment in my life.

Dad was just about as cheery as usual. "Junior, you look nice."

"As do you." I said as I sat down on one of our couches in the living room. "So," My dad said sitting in his favorite spot on the couch, "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Dad, I have never been more sure of anything in my life." He looked half relieved, but also half worried. Dad would never fully accept Kris because of her background, but it was nice to know that he was at least a little happy about it all. He was already in his tux, all ready. I decided I might as well stay here since it was getting pretty close to five, and ride to the wedding site with my dad when it was time.

An hour flew by and it was a little past six. My Dad's driver arrived and opened the doors to the Mercedes for me and my dad. The car started up and we were on our way over there. Mostly everyone was already there. I saw my family and friends, and even my mother, I was happy to notice, sitting in the chairs next to the red carpet. I took my place on the small stage in front of the priest and we introduced ourselves. I stood with my hands folded, waiting for the wedding march to begin shortly.