There were 2 couples in front of us. So Trent walked over to the front desk. "Hi, we're here to get married. Do you have an opening?" Trent asked with a smile.

"Sure we do." The old lady said behind the desk. "Please fill out these forms here." She said handing Trent a clipboard filled with papers. "And then you can go to our ring shop, and rent a dress, and rent a tux. Would you also need a room?" she asked.

"Um, no thank you." He said walking with me to a seat.

The papers were average marriage stuff….I think, I never was married so I wouldn't know. At the end there were two sheets for us to write our vows. Trent handed me the board first. "If you can't think of anything, just circle basic. But have then end be, for as long as we both shall live, instead of death due us part ok." He said.

"Why?" I asked

"Because *whispering to me now* some vampires have debates on if we are dead or not. So because we aren't sure all we know is we're alive…." I cut him off.

"Ok, I get it." I said. I didn't know what to write for my vows. So I wrote something's I thought would be nice. Then I folded the paper and handed the board back to Trent. I snuck a peek while he was writing. He has a lot to say. This made me feel pretty bad. Then he got up and we walked back to the desk. The small lady looked at the papers, then her eyes widened in surprise.

"Um, ok….go to room 2 p-pl-please." She stuttered handing Trent a paper. What's her problem? We walked back to room 2 and knocked on the door. A man answered. He looked like a priest. With out saying a word Trent handed him the paper. He read it, and gulped. "P-please come in." he stuttered.

Once inside Trent closed the door and the man dragged two chairs in front of his desk. "Please sit. I am sorry if I seem shaky, I don't get many hemophages." He said. (AN: Hemophage. I made it up in biology. Hemo means blood in Latin. Phage means eater in Latin. So Hemophage means- blood eater. Aka vampire) "So…" he went on. "Are you going traditional, or something new?" he asked.

Trent cleared his thought, "Well we want a human ritual, but with the sharing blood part." He said. I stiffened at the 'sharing blood part'. Dose that mean he's going to drink me? I began to feel a little faint.

"Ok, we can do that. So complete human ritual, with blood sharing. Is that correct?" he asked. Trent nodded. "No blood rings? No marking? None of that?" he asked. Trent just nodded again. "Ok, you can pick out outfits and rings then." He said.

"Um, actually, we're going to leave for an hour and come back. Is that ok?" he asked.

"Sure, I find nothing wrong." He said.

"Ok, but when I return, you better not make us wait. We have an appointment. Understand." Trent hissed slightly revealing his fangs.

The man flinched and nodded. Then Trent stood up holding my hand. "In an hour then." He said then leaving the room.

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"An hour?" I asked Trent as he drove like a mad man on the high way. "Where are we going?" I asked a little annoyed.

"Do you honestly want to ware a used ugly dress? And have some fake gold plated trinket represent my ever long love for you?" he asked looking at me. "Yeah, so we're going to get some that have meanings. I'll leave you at a Vera Wang shop and while you're picking your dress I'll pick the rings." He said.

"Vera Wang?" I said with a huge smile. He smiled to catching my excitement. "How can a performer afford this?" I asked.

"I had many jobs in my life, investments are good to, and I am an animal at Roulette." He smiled.

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Ok I am never one of those girls who gets a rush when shopping. But I felt like dancing in Vera Wang's shop. I picked out hundreds of 'ready to go' dresses. The only sucky thing is, I need a dress that doesn't need to be altered at all. That will be difficult.

After 25 dresses that all where bad, I found it. It was a simple white dress, with silver details around the v-neck. The straps where like a halter, but where normal. And it had a slight train. This dress said, 'I am simple, yet fancy.' It also said 'I am marring a vampire, fear me'. I paid for it on my new credit card, that I got at the council aka Trent's bank, and called Trent. He was already waiting for me. I put my dress in the back seat making sure he didn't see it, and sat down in the front. On his lap was a Tiffany's bag.

He saw me eyeing the bag. "Not until we're there." He said. He stopped at some dry cleaners to pick up a tux he left there a couple of weeks ago. He took the bag with him, so I wouldn't peek. -_-

Then he drove so fast I was sure we would be pulled over. We made it in time. Not like it mattered, nobody was there anyway.

I walked to the back room, and 3 ladies helped me with my makeup, and then helped me into my dress. They wanted to fix my hair, but I told them, "I fixed it already, but thank you." Hey you can't fix a wig. Then I stared at myself in the mirror. I took a few deep breaths.

"Can I come in?" called a familiar voice. I looked over to find Laushawna peeking in.

"Yea. What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I came to see the wedding and the reception." She said with a smile. She had on a gold dress, pretty simple, yet elegant. She took out two boxes. "Oh here." She opened the first box. Inside was a tiara. It matched my dress beautifully. "Some thing new." She whispered placing it on my head. Then she opened the second box. In side was a baby blue garder. "Something old, and something blue." She said handing it to me. "Ok, it isn't used. I never walked down the….anyway it still counts." She said.

"Laushawna this is so thoughtful. Thank you." I said as I began to tear up.

"Save that for the alter. I have a message from Trent." She said.

"What is it?" I asked drying my eyes.

"He said that when it comes to the blood part of the ceremony to just relax." She said in a sweet tone. I froze up again.

"Listen girl, it's nothing. I am human remember, all he'll do is prick his finger, and you drink a little and then vise versa." She said like it was no bid deal.

"I don't think I…." I was cut short

"Yes you can. Just breath and go." She said. As she walked away I asked her one more question.

"Um, what reception?" I asked. She smiled.

"Trent has a reception planned at his…sorry your place." She said before leaving.

I waited in the hall outside the room we'll be married in, for my cue to enter. I was nervous. Not about then 'marriage' part. No, I was terrified about the 'blood sharing part.'. Then the music started and the doors opened. Time to get married.

AN: In the next chapter. XD