"I mean no offense, Dad, but..." Benjamin just received his brown tuxedo as he spoke with a nervous tone. "What if we don't like each other?"

His father smiled at him. "Then at least I have tried. Although, seeing that Henrietta enjoys music, I'm certain I did a somewhat successful job with the chemistry part."

"Why did you arrange this, anyway?"

"Because I know how much of a hard time you have had when it came to relationships and finding the right young lady. Perhaps with this marriage, you can forget about those break-ups. Just remember to be loyal and loving, as detailed in the Bible."

The young man nodded. "I'll do that, surely, though I am not positve on whether that will make a difference with her."

"Again..." The middle aged man placed a hand on his shoulder. "I did my best." The alarm clock on Ben's father's cell phone sounded off briefly. "It's time. You have your driving license?"

"Yes, sir."

"Alright. You know where to meet her."

Benjamin did not have any sort of fancy vehicle, just a truck he uses as part of his job for a landscape company. His family was not rich, yet they were not poor, either. Ben's father did not even realize how greedy Henrietta's father was when the two men arranged the marriage. Thus, Benjamin did not yet know how much drama could occur.

When he got close enough to the trail leading to the fountain, he parked his Ford vehicle and walked the rest of the way. Once at the fountain, he noticed the girl and recognized her as Henrietta. Well, she's not exactly enthusiastic about this, either. He rolled his eyes. What a surprise... With an expressionless face, he walked towards her. Once he got close enough, his eyes looked to his left side, he honestly did not know what to expect.

"Henrietta, right?" His hands stayed in his pockets. "Look, I don't like this arrangement, either. I didn't even have a say in it. So, if you were planning on chewing me out over that, I'd appreciate it if you didn't."

"Henrietta, right?" Siren's intense blue eyes bore into those of light brown. She raised a perfectly arched eyebrow, the only indication she could be bothered to give the young man.

"Look, I don't like this arrangement, either. I didn't even have a say in it. So, if you were planning on chewing me out over that, I'd appreciate it if you didn't."

Henrietta tucked her skateboard under a tree and stood in front of the light haired boy, hands on her small waist. "You must be my mysterious fiancé. Wonderful. Let us make 6 cute babies and die together on our front porch when we're 92," she commented sarcastically. For such a sweet looking girl with a voice of pure honey, Henrietta's personality was clearly far from sugared. Looking up at the boy who was almost a head taller than her, Henrietta curled a lock of his light brown hair around her slim fingers. "And what's your name, my one true love?"

Taking both his hands from his pockets, Henrietta wrapped them around her her curved hips and tucked hands right over her butt. She beamed and tilted her head to the side, exposing her pale neck and causing strands of her apricot hair to fall over her eyes. The mischievous girl hooked her arms around the back of the boy's neck. Her lips of rose tilted upwards in a cheeky smile, causing the dimple on the left side of her cheek to sink in. In a sultry, breathless voice, she whispered, "Let's look like we're having the time of our lives and piss these newbie couple off, shall we?"

Nibbling on his earlobe, Henrietta moaned loudly. "Oh, baby, I love you, too!" Snuggling her head in the crook of her fiancé's neck to disguise her laughter, Henrietta pressed her body tighter against his.

If life throws you lemons, make apricot milkshake and leave the world wondering how you did it. I'm going to have the time of my life, you dumb lemons.

Benjamin looked in Henrietta's direction when she made a sarcastic remark. "Were you even listening to a word I...?" Before he could complete his query, the girl already curled a lock of his hair. Is she trying to get on my nerves or something? He was not dumb, he could guess at what was going on. When asked for his name, he replied with, "Benjamin."

He did not put up any resistance when Henrietta pulled his hands out of his pockets. What is she doing? His face turned red when his hands were placed on the girl's butt. What the heck? This is... errotic... The young man immediately placed his hands on her back, right before he heard her speak as if she was consumed by lust but in reality suggested angering the other couples by putting up a show.

Benjamin did not do a thing except let out a soft "Ow..." the moment his ear was nibbled. He did not know what to make of the whole situation. He even went so far as to roll his eyes and saracastly think in his head, You really did your best, huh, Dad?

Resting her fingers on the three piercings on her earlobe and the two on her cartilage, she laughed. "Bet I'm the baddest badass bride within 50 miles." Kissing his neck, she whispered, "Relax, Ben. You're acting like I'm a troll trying to sit on your eggs."

Pulling back, she gave him her most flirtatious smile, knowing her dimple would sink in in the most adorable way. Siren wasn't a girly girl in the least. Hell, she skateboarded to her own wedding - but she definitely knew how to use her female parts to get what she wanted. Taking his hand in hers, she walked backwards to the fountain. Henrietta suddenly flipped him around and straddled him as he sat on the edge of the flowing water. It definitely wasn't the most lady-like thing to do in a wedding gown but what did she care.

Her goal was to make everyone feel as uncomfortable as possible.

She gave the nearest man - other than Benjamin - a wink. Henrietta considered giving his cute little fiancee one, too, but decided girls could have a classy slap on the ass. Chuckling at her own humour, she turned back to Benjamin, tucking her soft blonde hair behind her ear. "So, what do you like to do? Your daddy made you marry a nice young woman to keep you in line?" she asked, flashing him two rows of pearly white teeth. "To be completely honest, love, I don't think I was the best choice."

"Oh stop it, sweetheart! I know I'm the greatest woman to walk the Earth but you didn't have to flatter me. Ben, you naughty boy. Of course I'm wearing amazingly uncomfortable lingerie that I would love for someone to take off. Hahaha!"

So maybe subtlety wasn't her greatest strength.

She nodded a she walked her caine moving side to side in controlled moments. being able to walk around made her less tense about this. She had a grace about her when she walked as if she did dancing or taken a few boxing lessons. each step made with a smooth movement. She still carried her self as if she could see.

Is it so hard, to purchase a single red rose? How many times must I tell you...I want a red rose on it's own...no prickly thorns, and certainly not in a hunch. Only one Comprende?", Adam ordered angrily. What was so hard to fetch a single rose for goodness sake. There was no point getting a bunch since it would just be taking money out of his wallet, and what if the girl didn't like roses, wouldn't a whole bunch of something she doesn't like make her sneeze and have to stay away. Thinking about it, it was quite an idea, but doing so would unimpress his father, and if she did like them, then his money was wasted for a first meeting. Something he did not appreciate doing at all. He had seen it himself in his fathers' and his future employees where the female counterparts are causing a hole to form in their wallets. Hopefully the girl that had been chosen for him would not be like those, and instead be someone that would respect him. Things could a long way and alot better if he himself was pleased.

Charles, the butler who tended to him, which was difficult work, was someone that wasn't pleased. He had served Adam since he was growing up and he wasn't the easiest person to get along with, but sure was great once anyone became an acquainted with him. If the arranged marriage went well and Adam liked the girl, then his master would of succeeded and the kinder and gentler side of Adam will start to reveal itself. Charles didn't make it a habit of correcting his young master, but he had his orders and had to put him right, "Young sir, would it not be more prudent to buy a bunch? Afterall, she is to be your wife, and wouldn't this make a better impression...apart from your obvious charming looks o'course", just escaping his head being biten off. He wasn't sure who he feared more, his master or the young master before him.

Adam blankly looked at him, raising his eyebrows and remaining silent, as he took in his response and worked on his own response mentally before replying, "Do I tell you how to do you job? No. You do yours, and I will do mine. Now, fetch me a single bloody rose now! or I'll be telling father that your slacking in your duties". It was clear that Adam made sure that he was on the top of his game, and that he was the master, effectively putting Charles in his place. It is no wonder why they wished to soften him up and getting him married, not only to continue the family line. His blank face switched to an evil grin, before watching Charles turn away and leave, as he too returned to his business.

He couldn't believe that it was fathers' will for him to play Romeo when there was work to be done. Sometimes Adam was a workaholic, taking pride in his work and showing his father how capable he was, and now he was off to take a wife. That was all he needed, with sarcasm intended. There was no time for it, but if it was what he wanted and he'd be the heir of his estate, then guess a little sidetrack wouldn't be so bad. After putting his affairs in order, Adam, with the rose Charles brought him, aswell as telling him where he was to meet his soon-to-be bride, he then made his way to the park. There was no need for him to rush, as he'd make the girl wait. Afterall, it was practice for when she lived with him, males were the breadwinners afterall. Probably a sexist thought but he didn't care. He wanted to get back to him barking orders not being all soft. It wasn't like him at all, which is why he took his time, strolling casually after being dropped off towards the park.

All he knew was the name of his to-be bride, Akiko, but that was all. No doubt wishing to hide how she looked so he didn't judge her quickly, which he tended to do. Alas, the time for the two to meet was closing in, as Adam roamed in the park with his hands in his pockets while his white suit flew behind him. In his shirt pocket was the rose so he didn't have to hold it while making sure he looked fantastic, so if Akiko didn't like roses, then he'd have it. Wasting hard earned cash wasn't something he enjoyed very much. Seeing a female in the distance, he saw a young girl, no, a young lady, sitting on the park bench with a paper in her hand. A smirk appeared on Adam's face as he decided to approach her. He didn't know if this was the one, but he could always have a little bit of fun before he was trapped in this arranged relationship forged by his father. It annoyed him that he couldn't chose his own, but then again, once he had his business, there was always the miracle of a divorce and be free again. Then again, there was also the chance that this Akiko could be someone who he could potentially like. It was just a case of finding her.

"I thought a park is supposed to be a happy place, but you look ever so glum", Adam commented before taking a seat beside her and making himself comfortable by using the arm rest and the top of the chair so both his arms had something to lean on. If this whole idea was to make him reveal his soft side, then guess he could turn down the heat a little bit, or he'd lose control of other things in his life. He'd not been out much, and not to this particular park, so he'd at least embrace the surroundings since he had to be out here, "I know I'm a complete stranger and all, but maybe I could help you. I dunno, and if you wish to be alone, then fine. Tell me, and I'll leave you to the duckies over there", seeing that females tended to like animals and they were the closest animals in sight, hearing them quack over towards the pond.

"It's nothing against you I just don't like not being allowed to make my own decision. Hey I guess as you want to be a footballer you like sport?" She replied she looked at him driving for.a mall moment then out the front window. She looked at all the different cars quitely as they drove past them. She smiled she didn't explain why but now her mother wasnt hanging over here neck she could be herself.

Benjamin stood confused about Henrietta's intentions as she made her flirtatious moves, startled when she flipped him into the fountain with her. "What was that for?" He noticed her winking at another man, which inwardly ticked him off, though he did not show it. I knew she wouldn't be happy about the marriage, either, but this is ridiculous!

"So, what do you like to do?"

"I like music, reading, and writing, most of the time."

"Your daddy made you marry a nice young woman to keep you in line?" she asked, flashing him two rows of pearly white teeth. "To be completely honest, love, I don't think I was the best choice."

Benjamin did not answer that question. He did not want to repeat what his father said about unsuccessful relationships. Right after Henrietta said she was not the best choice, the young man asked with a sarcastic tone, "Oh, and why wouldn't you be?" At least she was being a little honest, that time...

"Oh stop it, sweetheart! I know I'm the greatest woman to walk the Earth, but you didn't have to flatter me."

"I wasn't..."

"Ben, you naughty boy. Of course I'm wearing amazingly uncomfortable lingerie that I would love for someone to take off. Hahaha!"

Stay calm... stay calm.. stay calm... "Hernietta..." His blush was still visible on his cheeks. "Why don't we wait until after the wedding to do that, when nobody will be watching?" Benjamin did not exactly look forward to taking off the lingerie, but he seriously wanted to try and avoid as much awkwardness as possible until the two of them were alone.

"I thought a park is supposed to be a happy place, but you look ever so glum" the man commented as she looked up, startled. A guy sat by her as she looked at him. "I know I'm a complete stranger and all, but maybe I could help you. I dunno, and if you wish to be alone, then fine. Tell me, and I'll leave you to the duckies over there"

"Oh! I'm sorry!" She said as she flashed him a smile. "I just..." She started before looking back down at her letter. "I can't find someone... They were supposed to be here by now..." She said quietly as she let out a slight sigh.

Shaking her head and perking up, she extended her hand.
"I'm Akiko by the way. Akiko Suzuki." She said with another smile. She may not find this guy, but at least she's be able to find a friend.

He smiled but wasn't sure if he should hide it or show it. He decided she should see his true colors and just let his smile show. He didn't know what to say to her until she asked about sports. "I never used to like them because my dad forced me into them. I always rebelled and played bad. Then he told him he was done and that made me want to see my true potential. I tried out for every sport and I found I am best in football and baseball. My dad hates football though so that made me love it even more. Now I love it completely." He stopped and didn't say anything else. He realized that she might find this disrespectful of him and become angry with him.

Walker walked out of the police station with a $10,000 check for the bounty he had brought in.
{Well, this should cover my expenses for the next month... Add in food, and I'm left with... Needing another $2,000...} He hung his head as his stomach growled. {Ah well, something will turn up!} As he walked down the street, he was met by one of his family's servants.
"Sir, you are to come with me to meet the girl you are to marry today." the man said as he kept pace with an ever faster Walker. "And have you been eating properly? If you are in need of money, your family is sure to-" and was immediately shushed by Walker as he turned to face the man, his eyes golden instead of their normal blue in his anger.
"As far as I'm concerned, Sven," Walker said, his hand on his gun, "my gun and Sara are the only family I have. I wish to have as little of a connection to that damned family as possible, understand? The only reason I'm jumping through their little hoops is because they are paying for Sara's health and well-being. Anything less, and I would have turned their offer down faster than you can think. Now, where am I meeting her?"
Sven nodded, and spoke.
"Come with me, I'll take you to there." He then led Walker to a car, and they drove off to meet her.

It was quite a nice day. The sun was shining. Birds were singing. Ducks were playing. All was all goodie-goodie, and who Adam expects to see in such a heavenly place is a young female with an innocent, almost angel-like look about her, despite the glum look on her face which he had asked her about, but the park was no paradise. Paradise to him was being able to be free, to do as he please, to do things how he saw fit and not having to deal with all this. He was no puppet! but soon, he'd be the puppet-master....

Adam couldn't help himself thinking the way he does, but when things get in the way of what he wants, when he is stopped doing what he wishes to be doing, when anything he does is interfered in anyway, then he wants things to be put right. He was used to getting up and getting work done, and sorting the staff out, helping increase sales for the business, yet here he was looking for a girl, which was the least of his worries. Besides, one he was rich and famous, he could get a swimming pool, an outdoor one, and fill it with many beautiful young women that have to scrap it out to take his hand. Not in their beach clothes as that would be too much. It was hilarious just by itself.

He could imagine the scene right now as he looked to the pond as he spoke of the ducks, but instead of seeing the ducks and the pond, he saw the pond and seeing the girls pull each others hair. Adam sure had some imagination, since the females that were under him, tended to keep their distance and if they kept their distance from him, and so did others, how many more women will turn away from him when he is rich and powerful. Perhaps this was a move that could be for the better. He didn't quite know.

"Oh! I'm sorry!...I just...I can't find someone...They were supposed to be here by now...", the distressed girl replied. Though her words weren't constructed very well, it was understandable when they were lost and confused, though she was able to reply to him, a mere stranger and one that probably looked intimidated, she was brave. He'd give her that, though he begun to wonder who she was trying to find, before she held her hand out.

Since it appeared that it was needed for him to play a good guy for a lil while, he decided to oblige and took her head, merely to be polite, until he heard her name. "I'm Akiko by the way. Akiko Suzuki". It was her. The girl that was to be her bride. They partnered him of all people, a little devil, with an angel. Oh this was getting interesting, as Adam smiled, "Pleased to meet you", as he begun to work out in his head how he should approach this.

Afterall, it wasn't like he was a ladies man, or even a ladies man at all. Here he was sent to play a Romeo to a lost Juliet, in which case, he must put on quite a performance for it to play out alright. With him working under his fathers' shadow, Adam tended to join him in meetings, get a feel for the business but ever since, been doing his own work and improving upon it. In every meeting, there was always the handshake that had to be done, which he did. A nice quick, and simple handshake. However, in this case, he couldn't thrust his hand in hers and then shake once and pull out like any other women he had shook heads with, women that were fortunate to not be related to him in anyway, yet Akiko here was about to have that privilege, whether it was good and bad was for the little angel to decide, as he softly shook her head. Couldn't hurt his bride-to-be now could he.

"So, how long you been waiting? and why don't you tell me a little about yourself Akiko. I'm sure whoever your expecting will come, but there's no need to look so down when you have such a wonderful smile", giving a smile of his own back. It was necessary, he continued to tell himself, while he was still in his lounging-about position, though he wouldn't be able to keep himself concealed for long.....

Scarlen followed Eris along the path. He had to admit it was hard to believe that she was blind after all. She walked gracefully, but still with the tactical procession of a fighter. Shaking his head a bit for he may have been staring a little bit which was a bit rude of him. After all he had barely met Eris and he was already gawking at her. "Calm down." Scarlen thought to himself as he was starting to go as he would call it 'love crazed.' He had to put himself back in his place. "Though I wouldn't mind if Eris put me in my place." Thinking to himself as a dirty thought tried to creep its way into his mind. "Damn it Scarlen stop it!" He screamed in his head as his face turned bright red. "So how about we go some place fun?" Scarlen asked his mind very much flustered.

Tears were gripping down onto the paper in her hands and she hadn't even bothered to wipe them away. Mimmi reached into her pocket and pulled out an old pocket watch that her grandfather had given her before he passed away.

"I've been here almost two hours and still I'm still alone... dang it I left my cell phone in the limo" she said with slight frustration. That meant she could call her parents and let them no that her arranged husband never showed. But maybe... she was jumping to conclusions to fast. Perhaps something happen'ed and he was just late... really late she decided to just suck it up and take a walk around the park.

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David gave and awkward look, surprised that she wasn't upset by his request. When he looked at the symbols next to each other indeed they did match. He looked back at the girl who seemed so sad and looked as though she might cry. If there was one thing he hated was to see was a girl cry.

He handed the paper back to her "Yes, I'm afraid they do" his voice was solemn trying to respect the feelings that she was having at the moment. He sighed "My name is David Bailey... if it's not too much trouble could you tell me your name?" he asked looking down at the ground.

He felt so badly for her, he turned and looked at her parents and wondered why the had done this to her knowing that it would upset her. He liked to think that if he had been a parent he would have thought differently and not put his child into this situation. He wasn't necessarily upset with his parents for doing this but, he would have at least liked some say in the matter of the person who he was supposed to spend the rest of his life with.

She took the paper back and couldn't help but laugh. She stood up and dusted off her dress then laughed again when he asked for her name. Her dog seeing a lightened mood started wagging its tail still not sure of this man. "To much trouble?" She asked with another laugh. "I will be your bride in however many days and you think its too much trouble to ask for my name?" She laughed again. "Sorry." She muttered when her mother looked at her wrong. "I am Scarny Rose Pretige. Some call me Scar . . . Some call me Rose." She curtsied when she said her name and ignored the approving smile from her mother. "I'm sorry if you dont want to marry me. I know I am not anything special. Nothing good to look at." She said playing with her nails and looking at the ground averting his eyes.

"anata doko ni iru no? mienaku natte I need you!"

The Sound Was coming out of Yuria's Mp3, All the People in the Park was Looking at Her, Calling Her a Weirdo.
"B-but Wait?! Why am I Playing That song?! I'm not Inlove!" She Stopped her Mp3.
"Maa ne~. Why did they Make me Come Here, When there is no one to Talk to. A Girl Shouldn't Wait."


When she Checked her Cellphone, It's Almost close on being 'Lowbat'. "Darn it."

While Waiting for Something, She sat at a Bench on the Park. Then, One of Her Butler's Called her.
"My Lady, You're About to Meet your 'Future' Husband."
"My Future What?!" She Accidentally Stood from the Bench she was Seating, Yuria became really Furious when she heard the Word 'Husband'.
"Yes, Your Future Husband. I Should End Our Conversation for Now, My Lady. Farewell." The Butler Ended the Conversation.
"W-Wait?! Oi! Oooi!!!!"No One was Answering her in The Phone.
"Haah. I Should Just Wait until He Comes.. Mattaku, I'm Still in Highschool and They were forcing me to get Married?"
"If it's what they want to do. I Don't Care if That Guy Kills me or Anything. That's Just Better." Yuria whispered to her Self.

The stranger shook her hand and smiled back.
"So, how long you been waiting? and why don't you tell me a little about yourself Akiko. I'm sure whoever your expecting will come, but there's no need to look so down when you have such a wonderful smile"

"A-about ten or so minutes..." She said quietly and then looked up at him.
"U-uh, well... I'm 15... I live with my parents- uh... well.... I'm not sure how much longer that'll last...." She said as she looked down at her feet.
"I-I'm actually gonna get married.... The guy who I'm looking for is my husband to be.... My parents arranged the marriage with his... This is the first time I'm meeting him... And I'm really nervous..." She said as she tried her best to keep smiling but her mind was stuck on the guy.

"I-I'm actually quite nervous.... B-but..." She paused as she looked up and smiled again. "My parents told me to do this so I will... I don't really like to go against them..." She said as she shrugged. "Those rebellious teen years skipped over me." She finished with a slight nod and then looked back at him.

"So, what about you? I don't think I caught your name yet." She questioned with another smile.

She listenedthinking how rhats exactly how her mother had.made her good.at.dance.and.simgomg. By force. "My mum was the same.." She commented homestly. She let her mind wonder for a minute. Them she came back to reality. She realized slowly her life was pretty much ovee know no job forced to leave no friends no longer live near them nothing but a fiance herrf mother chose. She didn't sigh but tried to think about something else.

She nodded "that would be nice...would you like to lead the way?" She would need to hold on to him so she would know where they where going. It also gave him the chance to get physically close to her. She stood there looking at him some waiting to see if he would take the lead or not. She leaned on her caine some.

"Henrietta..." Benjamin chastised. "Why don't we wait until after the wedding to do that, when nobody will be watching?"

Huffing, Henrietta leaned back to rest her palms on Benjamin's knees as if he were merely a chair. "Please, no one's watching," she said. "We could announce the presence of a suicide terrorist - naked - and no one would give us a glance. They're all too caught up with themselves." Henrietta's red lips smiled mischievously. "Watch."

"LISTEN UP, YOU SAPPY, ANNOYING COUPLES!" Henrietta shouted a little too cheerfully, climbing off of Benjamin to leap into the air. The young woman smacked her hand on the top of the fountain, causing the water to stop flowing. Doing a double flip in the air, the long apricot-haired girl stood upright on the tip of the tall structure, chuckling lightly as she wobbled. Well, she very nearly fell but since she didn't, what she did clearly wasn't dangerous.

"You're all much too old to be acorns in a watermelon. You hear that?" Henrietta paused, flipping her soft hip-length hair over her pale shoulder for dramatic effect. "That's the sound of your youth flying far, far away. Live in the moment. DAMN it's gone!" The petite girl snatched at air and tipped forward so she nearly fell - for theatrics - before quickly throwing herself back into balance. "Get a ring, stick it on her finger. Make out and go home. Have cute, puking babies together and die miserable," she announced, rolling her large blue eyes.

"By the way," she smiled, smirking and causing her left dimple to sink in. "The number's 555-321-6699."

Henrietta looked down at Benjamin, then down to the ground, up to the surrounding people and back down to the ground. "So, uh... I'm afraid I didn't think this far, love," she mumbled. Laughing somewhat manically - though her laughter was a lilting, sweet sounding thing - Henrietta asked,

"How do I get down?"

Lodan pulled the car into a drive way after his parents. A lady cam out holding a clipboard and a bunch of papers. He got out then went around and opened the door for Holli. "My parents didn't know if you wanted a country home or city home so they chose a few in both and figured if you didn't like them they could look at the other ones." He held his arm out for her again. He didn't realize it but this is something his mother taught him to do when he was young. He figured he would never remember because he would be taken away by his father and the sports.

Benjamin face reddened even more in embarrassment. "Uh, fellas..." He said to the surrounding people as he helped Henrietta down. "I know your night has just been interrupted, and on her behalf, I apologize." He then looked at Henrietta while still helping her down. "Darling, don't you think we should use this time to find some common ground, you know, talk about our likes and dislikes and stuff like that to see if there is any chemistry? By the way, I heard you enjoy music, but I'm not sure what kind."

"Uh, fellas... I know your night has just been interrupted, and on her behalf, I apologize." Henrietta huffed, crossing her arms and glaring at her red fiancé. He was embarrassed of her?

Like a cat trapped on a tree, Henrietta refused to budge as Benjamin reached out his arms, trying to get her to come done. "I can be just as adamant as you are!" she hissed like an angry kitten.

"Darling, don't you think we should use this time to find some common ground, you know, talk about our likes and dislikes and stuff like that to see if there is any chemistry? By the way, I heard you enjoy music, but I'm not sure what kind."

"No, no, no!" She repeated, jumping up and down on the tall fountain. Due to her small stature and light weight, it didn't even wobble. The tip of the now non-flowing structure, however, was very slim and a single misstep would mean a very, very long fall. Her wedding gown was surprisingly, as usual, perfectly fitting. Not a single pearl or flower was out of place and hair sat in smooth waves down her back. It was funny how lady-like and proper she looked. Her almost frail beauty was a sight to behold - as was the view up her petticoats.

"Do you feel any chemistry, Ephraim?" she asked, her blue eyes intense. "Likes and dislikes? We're getting married today and we're talking about likes and dislikes?! We should ask for each other's ages while we're at it. 17. Nice to meet you, too. Ever heard of the saying 'A closed mouth gathers no foot,' Ben? Of course not. Because I made it up!" Suddenly, Henrietta's face broke into a winning smile. "Very clever, if I may say so myself."

Suddenly all sunshine and roses, Henrietta pursed her lips to the side, thinking with her dimple. "As for what music I like... Punk rock, alternative rock, a bit of grunge. Oh! That reminds me -" Picking the most inappropriate song whilst playing air guitar, Henrietta's sweet, melodic voice filled the park - it was strange how much her appearance and voice clashed with her personality.

"Stacy's mom has got it goin' on," sang the bride who arrived on a skateboard. "She's all I want and I've waited for so long. Stacy, can't you see you're just not the girl for me. I know it might be wrong but," her voice was sugar and spice and everything nice as she struck a chord on her imaginary guitar. Then - as loudly as she could, just to embarrass her fiancé - Henrietta sang loudly in her voice of thick honey, "I'm in love with Stacy's mom- CRAP!"

Henrietta slipped from the fountain and fell through air like an Angel cast from Heaven.

"Alright." Scarlen nodded and took her arm into his. He began to lead the way and for him it felt a little strange, but still he walked. Leading Eris out of the park onto the street. Glancing around to see where exactly where he was at. Once he realized where he was he headed off to one direction. Knowing exactly where he was going. Scarlen walked through a shopping center and past a gas station. He then walked to what seem to be a small building opening the door he walked in. The heavy smell of sweat and the sounds of punching could be heard.
"Scarlen!" A dark brown haired boy called to him. "What's with the fancy get up?"
Scarlen punched the boy. "Zip your mouth Sermon."
Sermon began to laugh a bit "And who's the pretty lady?"
Scarlen smiled lightly. "This is my wife to be Eris. Eris this is Sermon my best friend unfortunately."

She took his arm with a shy smile she wasnt all bitter! She looed at Loden."Anywhere my parents aren't suits me perfectly." Holli had a certain talang for making anywhere feel like home with her sense of style so to her where the house was didn't matter to her.