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Maya was more nervous than her best friend when she was on her wedding day. It wasn't jitters. It wasn't like Riley where she was afraid Lucas was going to leave her. No, it wasn't anything like that.

Maya was afraid she was making a mistake.

"You're not making a mistake!" Riley yelled.

"But what if I am?" Maya rebutted. "I mean, it's Farkle!"

"Whom you love!"

"What is with you two and Riley freaking out? You're not making a mistake," Topanga said.

Riley's mom took her daughter to the corner and sat in two chairs. It took a few seconds for Maya to readjust because of her dress.

"What?" Riley asked.

"You're not making a mistake," her mom said. "It may seem like that now, but you're not. You're just getting cold feet. Honey, we all love you, and so does Farkle. Chances are, he's not in the room thinking about how he has cold feet. He's more worried that you think you're better than him and are going to leave him."

"He's not better—"

"We know, honey, we know. But that's what he's thinking. Now, don't run away. I've seen you two. You're the two most in love people that I've ever seen, even more than Riley and Lucas."

There was a knock on the door. It was like déjà vu from Riley's wedding. Except that instead of Farkle knocking on the door, it was Lucas.

"Hey, everything going alright in here?" he asked in his southern drawl.

"Yeah." Maya talked fast. "Why would it be? I mean, I'm only getting married! Possibly making a bad decision!"

"Phew," Lucas said sarcastically, wiping his forehead with his arm, "and I thought nothing was wrong."

The four women in the room glared at him.

"We don't need funny at a time like this!" Riley yelled at her husband.

"Look, Farkle's going through the same thing. Except in his room, he's actually predicting you're going to be a runaway bride and he'll be at the altar for twenty minutes realizing you left him," Lucas said. "Now, you are not making a bad decision. Do you love Farkle?"

"More than anything," Maya said. "But I'm still a little unsure about marriage. I was going to say no wasn't I?"

Lucas said sat and took his best friend's hands in his. He looked her straight in the eye.

"You've gotten this far. You've planned the wedding, you've dated him for so long. Close your eyes." Maya looked skeptical. "Go ahead and do it." Maya sighed and closed her eyes. "Okay, when you think about Farkle at that altar, what do you feel?"

"Happiness," Maya answered. "Warmth. Wondering why I ever thought this was going to be a mistake. Knowing that I want to be with him for the rest of my life."

Maya opened her eyes and smiled.

"You all good now?" Lucas asked.

Maya nodded and hugged Lucas. Her friends and mom stood by, watching the pair of friends who used to tease and not get along when they were younger, but were now inseparable.

"Thank you," Maya said.

"You ready to walk down the aisle?" Cory Matthews asked, coming into the room. They all looked at Maya.

"Yep."

"I'll leave you to it, then," Lucas said and left.

Maya took a breath and looked at herself once more in the mirror. Riley came up and hugged the bride around the waist.

"I know you're going to be a great wife," Riley said, looking her best friend. "And, when or if you decide to have them, I know you're going to be a great mother to your kids."

"Thank you, Riles," Maya said, hugging Riley back. She looked around the room. "I guess it's time."

All the women nodded and hugged Maya one last time. They left the room and took their seats and the wedding procession started. Maya took Cory's arm and heard the music start.

"Relax," Cory said next to her. "You're going to be fine."

Maya nodded and they started walking down the aisle. She saw Farkle and her stomach turned into butterflies at the sight of his face.

I'm actually going through with this, she thought. I'm actually going to marry the man of my dreams.

Before she knew it, Mr. Matthews was giving Farkle her arm. Relief washed over Farkle's face. She could tell, not only from what Lucas was saying, but that he didn't believe she would come.

"I thought you were going to be one of those runaway brides," Farkle said.

She neither confirmed nor denied the accusation. Farkle knew her well enough to look into her eyes and realize that he was right. That she was possibly going to be one of those brides.

Farkle nodded and Maya felt terrible about herself. She loved the boy tremendously, so why would she even think about giving him that pain of standing up at this altar all alone, waiting for she, who would never come?

"Ladies and gentleman, we are gathered here today to witness the marriage of Maya Hart and Farkle Minkus," the priest said. He didn't comment on the groom's unusual name. He had heard enough unusual names while conducting marriages, so "Farkle" wasn't so unusual. "Let's begin."

They continued the wedding until it was time to say their vows.

"Maya and Farkle have chosen to write their own vows," the priest said. "Farkle."

"When I was younger," Farkle started, "I was in love with Maya and Riley. But as time went on and Riley and her husband got together, I realized that I was more into Maya. So, when I asked her out on a date, saying I would pay for the food, she immediately jumped at the chance. And after that, everything changed. We fell even deeper in love and eventually moved in together. Yes, we've had some bumpy times, but we somehow managed to come to this point. I will take you, forever and always."

Maya had tears in her eyes as she said, "I've never been much of a sentimental person, and you know that. You waited for me for a long time to admit everything in my heart. Even when everything ind my life was crumbling to pieces, you were there. So I couldn't be happier to stand up here today."

Riley had tears in her eyes standing next to Maya. She wiped her eyes, her makeup running.

The ceremony continued and Riley and Lucas looked at each other, remembering their own wedding. Farkle and Maya kissed, and to them, it was probably one of the most magical kisses they had ever had.

"I love you," Farkle whispered to Maya before they ran back down the aisle.

"I love you too," Maya responded, running down the aisle with her husband.

After the reception, Riley and Lucas went back to their house, after saying their goodbyes to Farkle and Maya, who were going to Fiji for their honeymoon. Riley laid down onto her bed, exhausted. Lucas went and paid the babysitter for her time.

"Good wedding," Lucas said, laying down next to his wife.

"Yep. Can't believe those two are finally married," Riley said.

"Didn't expect them too."

"Me neither."

Lucas was just about to respond when he found his wife fast asleep, still in her bridesmaid dress, in his arms. He fell asleep soon after.

Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! It's been hectic here! Absolutely crazy in my life, and it's about to get crazier! But, whew! Been wanting to finish this for a while! Job, homework, social life. Crazy! Next week's midterms but then I get fall break so I'll have time to write for that! I know Maya and Riley's weddings weren't really the exact same. I had nothing for the reception and I'm headed off to class soon. See ya later!