CHAPTER EIGHT

A year and a half later, Sam and Jazmyn both graduate high school. They decided to have their wedding after Jazzy's 18th birthday, July 14th. At graduation, they both announced that in one month, they would be Mr. and Mrs. Sam Swarek. Jazmyn was overly excited. She started to plan the wedding. She asked her sister Gabrielle to be her flower girl and Hannah–Belle, Katie, and Jessii to be her bridesmaids. Her maid of honor was her aunt Lilly. Sam had Patrick be his best man and Jerry, Luke, and Max as his groomsmen. Patrick and Lilly were to walk Jazzy down the aisle.

The six girls went dress shopping. The bridesmaid's dresses were purple with a white bow going around the waist. The dresses were long and strapless. Jazzy's dress was an ivory color and strapless. It matched the bridesmaid dresses with a purple bow going around the waist. The wedding theme was purple and white.

The night before the wedding…

Jazzy was packing for their honeymoon when Sam walked in and came up behind jazzy. She started squealing as he started to tickle her.

"Stop it, Sammy, I have to pack." Jazzy said to her soon to be husband. "How about I pack for tonight and you pack our things up for our honeymoon because you know where we're going, I don't. I love you."

"OK, sounds like a plan, my queen." Sam said with a grin on his face.

A half hour later, their luggage was packed and ready to go. Jazzy came back out of the bathroom where she left her overnight bag and put it with their honeymoon things. She came up behind her fiancée and took his hand and led him back to their bed. They got in and cuddled for the last time, as boyfriend and girlfriend.

"So, Sam, are you going to tell me where we are going for our honeymoon?" Jazzy asked, Sammy with a puppy dog face. But Sam doesn't give in. "Nope, it's a surprise. You'll find out when we get there." He replied and gave her a kiss.

"OK, I see how it is. I need to leave before 1pm. I don't want Lilly to come over here and drag me away from you." She said returning his kiss.

A few minutes later, the sound of the doorbell ringing woke Jazzy up; she jumped out of bed and ran downstairs.

"COMING." Jazzy yelled as she opened the front door to reveal Katie, Jessii, and Lilly.

"We couldn't wait any longer. So say goodbye to Sammy and come with us. PLEASE?" Jessii said to her soon to be sister-in-law.

"Okay, okay. SAMMY!" Jazzy said to them, then yelled up to get his attention.

The next morning, at around 9:00 am, the girls got up and went to the salon to get hair, makeup and nails done. Then they went straight to the church and got ready for the wedding. The guys were already up and at the church when the girls got there. They went up to their changing rooms and stayed up their relaxing until 15 minutes before the wedding started. Jazzy helped the twins with their dresses while Lilly, Jessii, and Katie got ready. Then Jazzy put her wedding dress on.

"Girls, should I be this nervous, I've never been this-," Jazzy was interrupted with a knock on the door. "Come in." Jazzy yelled. The door opened to reveal Patrick.

"Heyy, its Pat, ready to marry the love of your life?" Patrick asked Jazzy.

"Yeppers," Jazzy said.

"Ok, let's go, ladies." Patrick said, motioning for the girls to go in front of him.

"Daddy, don't let me fall."

"Wouldn't dream of it, baby girl," he said.

As they walked up to the aisle to start walking, she saw all her bridesmaids and Sam's groomsmen, walking down the aisle in front of her.

Her friends and family stood up as she walked with Patrick down the aisle toward Sam.

She walked up to Sam. He took her hand from Patrick's arm.

The priest asked, "Who gives away this bride?"

"We do." Lilly and Patrick say at the same time.

…A half hour later…

"I do," Sam said.

"I do," Jazzy said.

"Sam and Jazzy have decided to not recite their vows tonight but instead at the reception. So, I hereby, state by the state of New York, pronounce you, Mr. and Mrs. Sam Swarek, you may now kiss your bride." The priest said.

Sam leaned in and gave Jazzy a kiss. This wasn't just any kiss; to them it was like their first kiss all over again.