Young Writers Society

A/N: I'm just suggesting this: Once you come to the part where the wedding starts, just to match the mood, you can turn on some wedding music.

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"Mum, how much more longer till we reach the wedding?" I say.

"Just five more minutes, dear." mum replies.

Me and mum have been driving to my cousins wedding for twenty-five minutes, and my whole body is going numb! Even my eyes! Okay, not my eyes. But you know what I mean. 

"We're here, Jilly!" mum exclaims.

"Finally." I groan. I grab my purse and open the door so I can get out of our Toyota. I even named our car! Her name is Madam Toyota. It suits her so well!

As we enter the church the smell of cake hits me square in the face. Yum. I love cake. Like, who doesn't? My mom. She doesn't like cake, at all. Anyways, I ask mum if I can go meet Delilah, the bride. She nods yes and starts getting surrounded by a bunch of people. You may be wondering why. It's because she used to be a world famous celebrity. Used to. She's just a divorced mother now who works in a library.

"Delilah!" I shout over the church bells. 

"Jilly! My favorite cousin!" that's a joke between the two of us, being each others 'favorite'. We're the only cousins in our entire family. "I'm so glad to see you!" 

We both embrace in a warm hug. She smells like perfume, the Clive Christian one to be exact. That perfume cost a lot of money! Like, I think, two thousand dollars!

"The wedding will start any minute now! Run off! Get a seat before you have to stand for two hours!" Delilah playfully scolds. 

"Okay, okay." I say and run to my reserved spot. Delilah is awesome, I'm gonna be so sad when she gets married. Hopefully she doesn't forget about me. I settle down on my seat and wait for the bride and groom to come. The groom is already up front waiting for his wife-to-be. 

Music starts playing and Delilah enters the church from the front doors. Everyone turns around and gasps. I can't help but gasp myself, she looks stunning. She has the most beautiful white wedding dress on and her make-up and golden brown hair looks like it's been done by a professional. Her veil looks so nice! It's a net one, and has real pearls on it. 

The bride gets up to the front and the priest starts blabbing whatever he's supposed to say. 

I over hear a boy whispering to his mum. "Mummy?" the boy says. 

"Yes dear?" the mum says.

"Why does the woman have a white dress on?" he asks.

"Because, it's the happiest day of her life!" she whisper-exclaims.

"Oh, well, why is the man wearing black, then?" he asks looking up at his mother. The mum looks down at him and smiles, "Hush, child, we'll talk after." 

I can feel the laughter start bubbling up inside me. Mum looks at me suspiciously. She can always tell when I'm about to laugh. 

I start laughing and laughing. When I start to laugh t takes a while for me to stop. Everyone in the church turns their head to look at me. I continue laughing. "Oh man," I start once I calm down. "Kiddo, you sure made me laugh my head off!" I turn to look at the boy who was whispering to his mum. He smiles innocently.