Sarah's POV
The invitations were sent to our family and friends. It read:
You are cordially invited to the wedding of Sarah Olivia Fox and Ethan James Morgan. The event will take place on August 15.
It was the event that will change my immortal life forever: my wedding.
I couldn't believe it was already here. Right now I am Ms. Sarah Fox, but in two hours, I will be Mrs. Sarah Morgan. That name fitted perfectly. I've been dreaming of this day for so long. Except I wasn't dead before and I was able to dream and sleep back then.
One thing that I'm really worried about: our honeymoon. Ethan hasn't told me where it is just yet. He hasn't even dropped any hints. Mostly importantly, I'm still a virgin. I've never done it before. Ethan's still a fledgling though he's still a bit stronger than me. I'm so afraid that he's not gonna enjoy it.
It was like that time before I was bitten Jesse tried to seduce me. The moment right before he tried to unbutton my shirt I stopped him. I was only seventeen. I wasn't ready.
Other thing that worried me. We cannot have children. I always wanted to be a mother, but I can't now. I hate that there were some things that other women could give Ethan that I can't.
If we were both human, I could imagine the kids we could've had.
A little boy who was tall and lanky just like Ethan. The exact same dark brown hair and pale skin as him, too. He had my eyes and my smile. Our son could've been so perfect. He could've been the sparkle in Ethan's eye.
Anyways. Today was my wedding. Yesterday, Rory and Benny took Ethan to his bachelor party. They consider strippers to be boring, and just had some bears and a few mountain lions at the party.
Grandma Weir and Erica decided to plan our wedding. I asked them not to go overboard with the wedding. I just wanted a nice, simple wedding with our family and friends there. They both said that they got it.
"Okay, let's get you ready for your wedding," said Erica.
After blow drying my black, glossy hair, Erica left me in a white bathrobe. She was fixing my makeup for me.
"You did promise that we wouldn't go overboard with the wedding," I asked.
She applied my eye shadow onto my eyelids. "Of course," said Erica. "By the way, thank you for making me the maid of honor."
"You're my best friend. You're always my maid of honor."
"So, has he told you about the honeymoon yet?"
"Ethan hasn't dropped one hint."
"Let's hope it's not a rundown motel in Mexico."
"Yes, Erica." I smirked. "Ethan's gonna get us that."
Then, she applied my mascara, eyeliner, blush, and lipstick. I gazed at myself in the mirror. I felt like the gorgeous person in the world.
"Erica!" I gasped.
"I know. I know," she smiled.
"Thank you so much. You think I look beautiful enough?"
"Are you kidding me? You're gonna be the only girl Ethan's gonna be looking at."
Knock, knock, knock!
"Who is it?" Erica asked aloud.
"It's Rory," said the voice. "No one's naked, right?"
"No. Is Ethan with you?"
"No. He's getting dressed, babe."
"Come in."
Rory walked in and closed the door behind him. He was wearing his tuxedo and had his undone tie hanging around his neck.
"Rory," said Erica, "you haven't tied your tie yet?"
"It's hard," whined Rory.
"Here I got it." I said. I tie Rory's tie in my vampire speed.
"Thanks, Sarah," he said.
"Welcome."
"Babe, are you wearing the little heels?"
"Yes." Erica rolled her eyes.
"How come Erica can't wear high heels?" I asked.
"If I wear them," answered Erica, "then I'm a little taller than Rory."
"You'd look like my mom."
"Rory, go! Sarah and I need to get dressed."
"I won't stay for Sarah, but I will stay for Er—"
"Go!" Erica playfully shoved him.
"I'm gone."
He leaves. Samantha and Jane walk in. Samantha was wearing a short, blue dress with sliver stilettos, and Jane had on a dark purple dress. They both looked gorgeous.
"Sarah!" Samantha shrieked. "You look beautiful."
"Thank you," I said, "You too."
"Hey, Jane, Samantha," said Erica, "could you two do me a favor? I have to go get dressed. Jane, could you go get Sarah's veil from her room, and Samantha, could you start fixing Sarah's hair?"
"Sure," said Jane.
Erica went to her room to go get dressed. Samantha started the braids in my hair. Once Jane brought my veil, Samantha said, "Sarah, I want you to know that…we're very happy for you and Ethan."
"Thank you, Samantha," I said.
"Without you, we would've lost him."
Erica returns with her hair curled and pulled into a side ponytail. She had on a long, beautiful, lavender dress. She was so gorgeous that I wanted to cry. She then finished my hair. It was in a bun with a braid in it.
"You look beautiful, Sarah," said Jane. "I wished I looked like you."
"No, I wished I look like you, Jane," I said. She smiled.
"Let's get your dress on." said Erica.
They helped me into my dress. It was long and white. The dress was long-sleeved, old-fashion but still elegantly breathtaking. I was meant for this dress.
I lifted my leg up so Erica could put my garter on. I tottered as she pulled the garter up my leg and yanked it into place.
After that, they helped me into my enormous high heels. Even when I had them on I'm not even close to Ethan's neck.
"Can I just go barefoot?" I asked.
"Not unless you want Ethan to get on his knees just to kiss you," smirked Jane. She always joked about how short I was compared to Ethan. I was barely 5'5" while he was six feet.
"All right," said Erica, "That should do it."
"Wait." said Samantha. "You need something new."
"I got it."
Erica revealed a pair of diamond earrings. They looked like they cost a thousand dollars. I placed them on my ears.
"Thanks, Erica," I said.
"Now you need something old." said Samantha.
"Am I old enough?" asked a voice. It was Grandma at the door.
"Grandma!" I murmured.
"Sarah, you do look beautiful, darling."
"Thank you so much."
"By the way, the wedding's about to begin. Samantha, Jane, you should probably get downstairs."
Jane and Samantha leave.
"Sarah, I want to give you something."
She took a white box out of her jacket pocket. Inside of the box were two heavy silver hair combs. Regular blue sapphires were clustered into intricate floral shapes atop the teeth.
"I wore it when I got married," said Grandma, "so did Benny's mother. And now you're going to wear it."
"Grandma, you shouldn't have." I said.
Grandma handed it to Erica. She stuck it into the braids and placed my veil along with it.
"I better get going," said Grandma.
Erica and I got to the aisle. She handed me my bouquet and flipped my veil onto my face.
"I'm so nervous," I whispered to Erica.
"You think you can make it?" She asked.
"I don't know."
"Ethan's waiting down there for you. You can do this."
"Okay. Thanks, Erica."
We both hugged and we let go. She stood in front of me. Erica start walking down the aisle. Once she sat down, the music started playing. Everybody stood up.
I started walking. I pictured me falling with my giant heels. Everybody gazed at me. If my heart was still beating, it would be beating fast.
Suddenly, I stop. I was breathing hard. Everybody was questioning on why I stopped.
"Why is she stopping?"
"Is something wrong with her?"
"She looks like she's about to pass out."
I was getting so nervous around everyone that I was about to faint. Suddenly, I saw Ethan.
He gazed at me happily. He looked so handsome in his tuxedo. I smiled at him. Ethan said under his breath for me to hear, "One step closer."
Suddenly, all of the fears and nervousness that overwhelmed me so much disappeared in the blink of an eye. Ethan made it go away.
I took a step closer to him. "One step closer," he whispered again.
I then kept walking closer and closer to him. Finally, I was next to him. He made me the most happiest vampire in the world.
We both said our vows to each other. They were the same simple, traditional vows that ever couple has said.
"I do," vowed Ethan. Once he said that, I wanted to cry so much.
"I do," I vowed.
"I now pronounce you husband and wife," said the priest. "You may kiss the bride.
Ethan flipped my veil on top of my head and we kissed passionately. Everybody cheered for us. Ethan and I were now officially and legally married.