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Post by Bails on Apr 2, 2010 12:51:08 GMT -5
Parker swallowed hard. This was it- The first day of the rest of his life. He looked at Oz and then Nate, seeing something in his best friend's eyes; a mirrored reflection. After all, Nate would be doing this tomorrow. Only he'd do it in front of a million people and there would be applause and celebration.
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Post by Samantha-May Black on Apr 2, 2010 12:54:17 GMT -5
Nate caught the glance and put his hand on Parkers shoulder, giving it a squeeze.
Sammy gave him a shy little smile, and a wave across the clearing.
Ben came and joined the boys, Brad not far behind him. "Parker-" The vampire smiled. "Ya look a little pale." He teased, with Ben sniggering childishly.
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Post by Bails on Apr 2, 2010 14:09:07 GMT -5
Parker rolled his eyes, "You two think you're hilarious, don't you?" ** Isla took Samantha's hand on one side and Nephri held it from the other. They were here to support their best friend in their world. Today wasn't going to be easy for any of them... Though she'd admit it was the bride and her grooms it would be hardest on. The girls were already dressed in their matching garb though Is wasn't going to be in hers for long. She and Sam had agreed that she would escort her down the aisle on all fours and change back once they were all stood there.
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Post by Samantha-May Black on Apr 2, 2010 14:41:33 GMT -5
Sammy had wanted her friends to comfortable she wanted everyone to be happy today. Glancing over her shoulder she laughed as her mom pulled back the hood on her long cardi; her hair in a lose plate down her back, the same glittery diamonds sparkling in her raven locks. "Can I go over and talk to him?" She asked, "or am I suppose to stay here?"
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Post by Daisy Black-Godric on Apr 2, 2010 14:44:54 GMT -5
Daisy shook her head, "No, sweet girl, you stay here." Her voice was soft but it carried with her the weight of what they were doing here today. Her little girl, her child, was getting married and she had to say it was before her time.
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Post by Samantha-May Black on Apr 2, 2010 14:49:41 GMT -5
She laughed, and touched her mom's cheek, with a childish understanding. "Can I sent Isla over with a message?" She asked.
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Post by Isla Brackner on Apr 2, 2010 14:51:25 GMT -5
Is looked up, "What do you want me to tell your bride to be?"
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Post by Samantha-May Black on Apr 2, 2010 14:58:48 GMT -5
She laughed, giggling. "Tell him... he looks worried."
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