It was my and Jackson's wedding and it was anything but perfect. First, I got all moody at "till death do you part", and burst into tears.
"You're gonna die!" I told Jackson. "Lilly, it's an expression." "My dress makes me look fat!" "Lilly, you weigh 112 pounds! That's not fat!" "You're just saying that!" "Lilly," "JACKSON! STOP YELLING AT ME!" And then you see what happened next: I slapped him.
"Ow! LILLY!" I started to cry again. "I'm sorry, Lils, but you can't be slapping people at weddings. It's like, the rules." I cried even harder. "So now there are rules?" "Um, JOY TO THE WORLD!" Everyone laughed, even the people conducting the ceremony. "Yes, well, you may now kiss the bride," One of them said between giggles.
"Who's Joy?" I asked Jackson. "DO I know her?" "Lilly, its another expression." "So know you're saying I'm ugly?" "WHAT?!" "Don't lie to me; who is she?" "Um…" "I SAID DON'T LIE!" Very nice wedding, huh?
Everyone was fighting, even my bride's maid Sarah and Jackson's best man Cooper. (They are going out, by the way.) "I told you they ordered chocolate cake!" Yelled Cooper. "But chocolate comes from trees," Replied Sarah. "The trees will live without one tiny thing of chocolate!"
Jackson started to tear up. "This is what me and Miley used to do." He turned around and saw someone that had a Hannah Montana hairstyle. "Miley…" He muttered, but I didn't know that till later.
"So, this is Joy? JOY! STOP DATING MY MAN!" Turns out, her name WAS Joy. But it wasn't the Joy that Jackson had been "dating". I beat her up with my skateboard after the wedding.
PTRHPTRHPTRHPTRHPTRHPTRH"Way to go, Leinstein." Jackson and I were being brought to the police after my skateboard "fell" out of my hands and onto Joy's head. "Aww," I replied, still in a mood swing. "Jackson, you didn't tell me we were using pet names." "Lilly Yesina Truscott!" "How'd you know my middle name? Did I get drunk and tell you?" "I just thought that since we're a couple, we should know each other's middle names."
(How romantic is he? Sorry, I couldn't hear your answer over my heart.)
"That's so sweet Jackson, um, uh…give me a minute." "IT'S JACKSON RAY STEWART!" "No, that's not it." "UGH!"