Kudos to you that figure out the occasion first. Short prequel to the one story called... (I wrote it a while ago.) Short intro because I don't want to go so quick. -------- In her hands was a bouquet of flowers, and her petite hands squeezed them tightly was her crystal blue eyes were leaking salty tears down her face. He smiled, holding back the tears and took one of her hands, which were French manicured for the occasion. He slipped the ring on her finger, and a subtle whisper of,"I do." Slipped out of his mouth. "You may kiss your lady." The man nodded, gesturing to the woman. She was nineteen, and he was eighteen. Her violet curls bounced up and down as she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her lips to his softly, the tears slightly speeding up. It was a secret that no one knew about, and they liked it that way. Their close friends knew, and did attend the wedding. There were tears, and hot mascara dripping down everyone's faces. Or at least the bridesmaid's faces. And the bride. Sapphire, Fiona and Ariana were bridesmaids, and Alex, Louis(Whom was a girl, but aside from that, she wanted to be Fiona's partner). Lucas and Violet were the ring bearers. The only one's who knew, relative wise, was on her side, and it was her grandfather. It was a small and quiet event. They both walked down the aisle, the bride's waterworks working up slowly and he kept a straight smile on her face. He tugged her along as she glanced back occasionally, and eventually they were out of sight. He picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around him. "Mrs.Alia Howard." He grinned, brushing a curl from her face.