Sorry for not updating. But I was thinking about this chappie for the last few days and now well here's part 1. So i'm making this A/N short cause i'm in class and we're watching a video about hitler's life

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Wait, what was I about to get myself into

Wait, what was I about to get myself into. I know I love Alexander with all my heart –well dead heart. But I'm not sure I can do this. I just can't believe that after all of those years of heart ache and getting chased by vampires that either wanted revenge or wanted to change me themselves so I would be with them forever. All those years of Alexander getting me out of danger or trying to protect me, and me trying not to expose his family's secret, have led up to this moment.

This blissful moment that I would be officially known as Mrs. Alexander Sterling, I couldn't help but smile at the name. I was alone in the dressing room looking myself in the mirror. Hard to believe that at my own wedding I wouldn't be allowed to wear a black dress. Somehow when you get two Goths together for there own wedding everyone assumes that the bride will wear a black gown. Becky walked into the room carrying her make-up bag, this would be interesting.

I would have done that if it wasn't for two reasons. One Alexander and I decided that my parents had basically lost their daughter already and if they now see her have a gothic wedding that might just be breaking their hearts even more. This was my last good-bye to them, Alexander and his parents thought it would be best if we moved back to Romania for a few years.

The second reason Becky wouldn't let me. Did I mention that Becky was now my maid of honor and she took that title seriously? I felt sorry for Matt, but I think he felt even sorrier for me. Becky was the one that did my hair, which took her two hours. I told her I would look fine with my hair down, but no, she insisted that she would curl it and then she gathered a few of the curls and pulled them toward the back of my head and pinned them there. And she let the rest just fall where they fell at, a few of them she had to strategically place. Then the make-up, oh lord the make-up, instead of my normal charcoal black eye shadow that smothered my eyelids, again Becky brushed on a mixture of light lavender and a midnight purple. It matched her dress, I was glade that I got to pick purple at least for the dress, that we all agreed on.

"Becky don't you think your going a little bit overboard with this?" She was adding some 'finishing touches' to my hair……again.

"Overboard?" She was confused, but if she was having fun might as well let her have fun.

See this wedding was also a good-bye to Becky and to Matt also. I knew Becky would be in good hands when I leave but I've been friends with her for so many years we were like peanut butter and jelly. Two things that go together always but now we were going to be split up. I couldn't cry on that fact, Becky threatened me that I can't mess up my make-up before the wedding.

"Never mind," She turned me around in the chair. I couldn't believe what I saw. It was me, just a different me, I wasn't wearing my normal gothic clothing, I wasn't wearing layers of black eyeliner and eye shadow, and I couldn't believe that he was right. Alexander was right I was exceptionally beautiful. "Becky it looks perfect."

"Thanks." She gently hugged me, trying not to mess up all of her hard work. "You look so beautiful."

A knock came from the door. Becky raced over to it and cracked it open just enough so she could look outside. "Matt!" She let the door fly open and let Matt walk in. He pulled her in for a kiss then let his arm wrap around her waist.

"Wow, Raven you look amazing. Alexander has no idea how lucky he is."

"Thanks but really I have Becky to thank she did all of the work."

"Oh I almost forgot you still need your bouquet. Matt come with me to go get it." Becky took Matt's hand and led him out of the room. Finally alone again.

"It was about time that she left." I knew that voice.

"Alexander!" I said quietly, Becky would kill me –or try to- if she found me and Alexander together before the wedding. I threw myself into his arms. It had only been a few hours since I had seen him but it felt like an eternity.

"I'm glade you're happy to see me. Raven you look so breathtakingly beautiful."

"You know Becky will kill us if she finds us alone before the wedding"

"Well then she can try, but I have to warn you I don't die that easily."

"Becky will find away. You should have been here when Matt can in."

"How did she act?"

"My guess is that she thought he was you, she had the door cracked open I think by an inch or so. It was hilarious."

"I can only imagine." He pulled me close to his chest and we stayed there for a few minutes.

"Alexander?"

"Hm-mm"

"Are you nervous?"

"Yes, are you?"

"Yeah, I don't know why I'm so nervous. I mean I love you and you love me, were just getting married."

"I don't know why that happens; I feel the same way actually. I think if we want to get this wedding over with, we should probably get ready."

I tightened my brace on him. He wouldn't let me kiss him –for now at least. He whispered something about not wanting to ruin my make-up and then about he wanted to savor our first kiss as a married couple o something.