Written By: ŠTiffany Haga


There were so many times I listened to him sob. Not only because he was in pain, but he needed someone to care for. But there he was standing at the alter waiting for his bride. His blue eyes were lit with happiness and his smile extended from ear to ear. His curly dark blond hair was pressed against his head. His body was covered in a tuxedo. He looked so sharp and so happy.

The music grew as well as his smile. I never thought Justin would fall in love, he was so terrified of it. I never met anyone so scared of love. A week after he and I broke up he told me love was something people make up to pretend to be happy. It crushed me when he said that, because I was in love with him, and I knew that wasn't true. I watched the first three girls walk down the aisle. First girl, Tiffany, she had long curly blond hair that sat a couple of inches below her shoulders she was walking with JC at her side, next the brides sister, I didn't know her name she was walking with Chris at her side, and lastly Sanaa who was walking with Trace at her side.

The music then went silent and everyone stood in their seats. There it was, I could tell in Justin's features that he was excited. His eyes were coated with water, and his chin trembled in excitement. There she was. She was really small, she had green eyes, short brown hair, light skin, and a pretty smile. She made Justin SO happy. I couldn't help but love the girl. She had this crazy personality. Very outgoing, the first one on the dance floor, and nothing but high confidence.

I remember the first time Justin and her met. She was 22 and he was only 21. Justin was in one of the bars at a Phoenix club, and so was she. The two clicked instantly. I remember being there and seeing them dancing for the first time. Although I must admit she didn't have the best dancing skills but once Justin showed her a little the two were inseparable.

Emily walked down the aisle and eventually met Justin. He latched his hand into hers and kissed it softly before the two faced the pastor. I laughed to myself a little, I guess you could say I was little jealous, I mean Justin was my best friend, I was the only girl, besides Emily of course, who had a long steady relationship with him. I always thought Justin and I would get married, but I was wrong. Her I am sitting back watching the pastor mumble the same words.

It was finally time for the vows. I laughed a little causing people to turn and look at me. I couldn't help it though. We were up all night writing those the other night. Justin glanced over at me and gave me a confident smile. He turned and faced Emily.

"When I was 16 years old my mom told me there is one person out there for everyone. I always laughed at that. Out of all the girls I dated, I never thought I could find that person. I met one person. She was beautiful, talented, and a great friend. I thought I was in love, but I was wrong. After she and I split apart I told her love was a myth and people pretended it was something magical because they thought love meant happiness. I was proved wrong though. I met this amazing woman. She showed me what true love was. She showed me how spending your life with someone is the best thing that could happen for your emotions. And that love DID make you happy. I love her with all of my heart, and I would give the world to her." Justin finished. Emily reached up and brushed the tears falling from Justin's eyes.

"I love you too Justin." Emily said.

More boring stuff moved along. The wedding was almost over. They just had to seal it with a kiss. It was like a movie, the music was playing lightly in the background, the lighting of the low sun made a glow around the couple, and they locked lips for the first time as a married couple. I smiled and stood up as they made their way back down the aisle. Justin winked at me as he walked by and winked back. There he goes, in love and no longer a boy.

So what about me right? Well, I found my true love. My future name is Britney Bass. Like that? heh! How about Britney Spears-Bass. We'll figure it out one day. 1
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