Two months have passed since Warren gave me the ring. At night I would just take the box and look at the ring and think why so soon? Why now?
Today I didnt worry about it all.
"How bout the three amigos." Trent said. We were being stupid and trying to come up with a name for our group.
"No. Just doesnt fit us. How about we quite with this. It's been two hours."
"But we vowed to try to come up with one." Trent pleaded.
"Who would call us this name anyways?" I aksed, wondering what he wa going to say next.
"Us. Thats who," Trent replied."Okay! I'll shut it."
"Shell can I ask you something?" Warren spoke for the first time today.
"Yah whats up Warren?"
He hestitaed.
"Shell I'm ready to comitt. I dont know about you but I know about me. And I'm ready. So, Shell McWitt,"
"Warren."
"Will you marry me?" Warren finished.
I looked at Trent.
Do what you have to do. I'll be happy, remember were like brother and sister. Say yes.
Okay. I thought back.
I had to way my own options. We had some pretty good times together. One fight, Just one fight.
"Yes Warren I'll marry you."
Happy? I thought to Trent.
Yah, really happy.
"Hold on." I told Warren
I ran to the room to get the ring of my dresser.
I looked at it one more time.
I ran back outside to were Warren and Trent were standing.
"Here." I gave Warren the ring.
He put the ring on my finger.
Even though Im getting married at the age of sixteen I feel its right. I walked on cloud nine for the rest of the day.