DISCLAIMER: Meg Cabot owns all! But I own the plot and any unfamiler charecters.

I know this chappy is going to be long, so, go pop some popcorn. Get yourself comfortable. And enjoy!

Wedding countdown: The day before the wedding!

Suze's POV

The day before the wedding, I got up at 7:00 in the morning! We only had one day to get the part of the hotel that the reception was going to be all ready. And there were alot of decorations. So, the whole crew was there. All day. Yeah, if I knew it would take this long to set up for a freaking wedding, I would have said "Lets go to Vegas!". Jesse made it all worth it, though. He didn't do anything special. Just exist.Around 5:00, we finished. Just when I was about to go back home, to take a quick power nap, Jesse reminded me we had a wedding rehursal, which went smoothly and made me even more excited about the wedding.

Afterwords, we had dinner. We werealljust sitting there, having a grand old time, when Gina, who was on the side of me that Jesse wasn't, elbowed me, pointing at the guy walking in. "Isn't that the stripper from your party?" Gina whispered.

The smile that I had on my face dissapeared that instant. "Oh, crap." I muttered. Gina had, indeed, hired a stripper for my bacholorate party the previous week. But we were so drunk, we hardly even remembered. I prayed to what ever God that was up there that he would not reconize any of us that were there. And he didn't. But Jesse followed my gaze.

"Querida, do you know that man?" He asked me. Panic began to rise. I mean, I couldn't tell him the truth. But I couldn't lie to him. I believeit was silent for a whole 5 seconds, before Gina broke it.

"Jesse, I kinda hired a stripper for Suze's party. And that's him. She didn't do a thing but drink and talk about you, so just forget about it." She was so nonchalant about it, I almost fainted. But what made my face turn completly red was the fact that all the other conversations on the table fell silent when Gina spoke, including Mom and Father D's.

"Is this true, Susannah?" He asked, with a hint of amusement. I didn't know what was so funny. I mean, a man was dancing in the buff in front of little, old, drunk, me. Don't you think he'd be more mad?

I nodded. "But it's all her fault." At the word 'her', I pointed at Gina. Mature, I know...

And then he actually did laugh. "Querida, I know you didn't do anything. I know you too well..." He said when his laughter died down, finally. Jesse then proceded to wrap an arm around me, kissing my hair, and giving me a tight squeeze. He had done this many a time before, but for some reason our half embrace was different. I had a feeling it was the fact that we were going to tie the knot the next day.

"At least somebody had a stripper..." I heard Jerry mutter underneath his breath.

"What do you mean?" I asked him, moving my head forward to see him past Jesse's abnormaly large chest.

He seemed kind of upset as he said. "Jesse, here, wouldn't allow us to have one. So we officially had the lamest bacholer party.Ever."

"Aw... we had fun, Jerry." Jesse protested.

"Oh please," Adam interrupted. "All we did was sit around a keg of beer listening to you go on and on about how cute Suze is when she eats. Seriously, you went through every form of food known to man."

I looked up at a blushing Jesse and couldn't help but smile. I didn't know I was a cute eater. I think I eat like every other human being.

When I squeezed his hand, Jesse looked down into my eyes. I could feel myself drowning as I gazed into his brown eyes. "I love you." I whispered, a cheerful smile still plastered on my face. I still couldn't believe I was finally going to marry him. Jesse. The love my life. Me. Ms. De Silva starting tommorow. Wow.

"I love you too, Querida." He responded before placing a hand on my cheek and giving me a quick kiss on the lips. I, of course, gladly returned it, though I was kind of surprised by this action. He usually shys away from the PDA. But I guess he figured that he had to kiss me in front of about 82 people the next day, so I guess he was just getting warmed up for the show.

Around 8:30, we left after Andy paid. I tried to find out how much it was, but he refused to tell me. After telling my Mom that Jesse and I were going to walk on the beach, and reassuring her that I would be back by midnight so that Jesse wouldn't see me before 5:00 PM the next day, we left. My Mom is far too superstitious.

"I have my wedding present for you." Jesse told me, reaching for his back pocket. We were laying down on a blanket on the beach, staring at the stars. I had my head on his chest, which would rise and fall with every breath he took, but I had to get up for him to get my present.

"Oh, I have yours too." I was getting really excited. I couldn't wait to give it to him. Once I got his out of my purse, he had a long, white envelope held out at me.

"Open it!" Jesse told me, really excited about it. He reminded me of a 5 year old boy during Christmas. I put down his present and opened the envelope.

Taking out the thick packet of paper, 2 keys fell out. At first, I assumed that it was a car. But once I read the form that was inside, I was proven wrong.

"Oh my God..." I breathed. I cold already feel the tears stinging my eyes. I had to swallow back the lump in mythroat before I could speak."You bought us a house?"

"Yes, Querida. It's on the same road your parents live. And it's ours. All you have to do is sign the form." Jesse told me, reaching out to my tear stained cheeks. I mean, I always just thought that I was going to just move into is apartment and we would buy a house later. But getting the house now just seems much more perfect.

"I love you, Susannah." He told me, as if I didn't already know. I responded by pulling him down to my lips for a short, but tender, kiss. My life, at that moment, was officially perfect.

"I love you too, Jesse." I told him, smiling through my tears. I was highly irritated by the fact that I was crying. I hate crying. Even if it's tears of joy. "Now give me a pen." I demanded with a smile.

Immediatly, he obliged, taking a pen out of his pocket and clicking the top of it. He handed me the pen and said, pointing ata couple of places on the front page. "Sign here, here, and here."

I did as I was told, signing a couple of other pages. And then I was done.

"It's official. We have a house!" He told me, pulling me closer. Jesse ran his fingers through my hair as our eyes met. As they always did, his eyes pulled me in. It was impossible at that moment to wipe the smile off my face. This is what I had wantedfor too long. Just to be with the man I loved, always and forever. And it was finally happening! To me! Susannah Simon (almost deSilva)! The girl who has nothing go right in her life finally had something perfect.

"Well, are you going to take me to it? I wanna see it..." I pleaded, giving him my perfected, pouting, face.

"Aw... but Querida... were still fixing it up. It will be finished by the time we get back from Hawaii. I don't wanna spoil the surprise." Jesse said in a whiny sort of tone.

"Fine then..." I said.

"Do I get to see my present?" Jesse asked me, looking over at the wraped, lame, present I got him.

I picked it up and slowly handed him the box. "It's not a house or anything big-"

"I don't care what it is. I'm just happy to be marrying you." Jesse interupted me in amatter-of-factly tone. It was so sweet, but really, how am I supposed to beat a house?

Jesse opened the present to find an antique pocket watch. He had been looking at it whenever we went by a store at the mall. It was really lame. And him buying me a freaking house made my present seem like aBackstreet Boys CD.

"Well, I know you wanted it," I began, in a pityful attempt to explain the suckiness of the gift. "And I figured, since you had nothing really fancy, inthis time anyways,to pass on to our kids, this could be it..." I was cut off by a quite unexpected kiss. As surprising as it was, however, it was still wonderful. But before anything heavy duty could start, he pulled away.

"I love it, Querida. Thank you." He told me. "But, unfortunatly, it only reminds me that I have to take you home now." Jesse smirked slightly.

"Aw... crap." I muttered, standing up. I was relunctant to do so, but I knew I wouldn't here the end of it from my Mom.

Phew! That took too long. Well, there ya have it. The last chappys will, of course, be the wedding day! Woohoo! Go Jesse and Suze! We will have a few unexpected wedding guests, as well...

-Now, you do your part, please!