ANGEL'S POV-
WELL IT'S ABOUT TIME! Fang moved in with Max nearly six months ago. Now, here we are in a hotel called the Royal Sands (a.n. I don't know if that place is real. I made it up) or something. Max is continually fidgeting with her dress. It's not like a normal wedding gown. It's white, sure, but it's spaghetti strapped and white silk. No lace at all. The back is low cut, slid under her wings. The wings look like part of the dress. Her hair has pearl strands in it instead of a veil. Her bouquet is white too. Wow, weddings are really white.
Max started to fix her dress again. I put my hand over her's. "You look beautiful."
Her daughter is wearing pink- unlike us bridesmaids in blue. Her maid of honor is Ella- big shocker there- like she could choose anyone but her sister.
The music started as we came down the aisle. Her dress, which ended at her knees, looked amazing. Fang smiled more than I'd ever seen him. Jeb walked Max down the aisle, even though she didn't like it. She'd yelled at him a few times during rehearsals. It didn't seem anything could burst her bubble as she walked to Fang though. Americus scattered petals in front of her mom. Ella's baby was the "ring bearer", even though he was just in Iggy's arms as Iggy followed us and took his place beside Fang.
The wedding was beautiful. Fang and Max didn't write vows- or rather- they might have, but they were too personal to read in front of us. They got their rings and kissed-for like- a long time.
After the reception they got into Max's car- even though Fang had his driver's license and car- Max's car is cuter. Americus is staying with Ella. I guess Max just figures the kid is safer with a mom. Plus- Ella is related to Max and begged to take her.
So, all in all, emo-boy and action-girl have gotten their happy ending.
HA HA! I called Fang Emo Boy! THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR SPILLING PUNCH ON MY DRESS!