16 is my number.
My name is jadelyn August west and I am 16 years old.
It's been 16 years since my mother was raped and left for dead in a back ally.
It been 16 years since I was born and my mother tragically passed away.
Tomorrow will be my 16th birthday.
It will be 16 days until I begin the eleventh grade at Hollywood arts high school HA for short.
And 16 hours before I would officially be Mrs Jadelyn August Oliver.

Now let's get some things straight. Yes I am 16. Yes I am getting married to the love of my life tomorrow. No it's not because I am knocked up. And no this is not just one of those teenage love things.

When my mother was just 17 she was raped and left for dead in an ally two streets from her home. She never saw her attacker. Three months later after the incident, mum was feeling worse than ever and she found out she was moved into her friend Emily's home and planned to live there with me when I was born with Emily and her husband Timothy and their son becket. Becket or beck as I call him is six months older than me.

The night my mum went into labour with me he heart failed twice but they brought her back. I was born after a 2 hour labour.

My mum named me jadelyn because she liked the name jade and after her grandmother Lyn who raised her and August because that was my mother's favourite month.

That night my mother passed away in her sleep the nurses told Emily that she was smiling so she was not in any pain. I think that's the happiest thing I've heard. That my mother was smiling when she passed as she was obviously not in any physical or emotional pain. That's what makes me happy, that she was truly happy when she left.

Emily took custody of me and I lived with her and her family like my mother planned for us.

Growing up I was always the smallest of the group, but I had the biggest attitude. Beck and I were inseparable from 3 months old of a night we would cry until we were put together and would fall asleep in the same crib.

I was told from an early age what happend to my mother and that she always loved me. Even though I loved my mother I thought of Emily and Tim as my adoptive parents. But beck and I never thought of each other as siblings that always felt weird.

When beck and I were 5 we were taught of becks origins. We were taught of the arranged marriages and how it would work. We were told that at 11 becks parents would start to consider possible brides for him. But it would always be up to him and the girl if they were for each other or not. Beck never wanted this. As he always said it was because he was mine and he didn't ever want to leave me. I told them to forget about it as beck was mine and I wasn't sharing him!

At age ten beck and I started "secret" dating. We really did love each other.

And then at age 11 that dreaded day came. Beck and I had just arrived home from the last day of year 6 and we found Emily and Tim sitting in the lounge room waiting for us. Emily took me into my room and Tim took beck into his. Emily said that she had known about beck and I for some time now and that she was proud of us. She asked me how I would feel if beck was chosen for a bride. I told her that I didn't want that to happen as I loved him and I wanted him all to myself. Apparently beck said the exact same thing.

After Tim and Emily spent half an hour talking in their room they came out to talk to us. They said that they had indeed chosen becks bride. Emily began to speak the words of her elders and said that this was a beautiful thing between two people and their families. After this we were told I had intact been chosen as becks bride. We were so ecstatic that I jumped beck and hugged his neck and kissed him as hard as I ever had.

The next year we started at Hollywood arts and we were the most popular couple. No one thought we would last. But we're proving them wrong as we are still happy and together and it is now the summer before the 11th grade.

Tonight I was staying at my friend cat's house. As tonight was the night that the bride and groom were not to see each other. Beck was at André's house and would go from there to the wedding. All our friends know about beck and I. They can see that we love each other so they are not really concerned about anything. It was like any other sleepover except there was constant talk about my wedding tomorrow. As cat and I decided to call up tori and invite her over to I looked over at the clock. It was 8:16 16 hours until I would be married and forever becks.

Ex oh ex oh

~ lil miss

I am writing this I am doing it on my iPod so mind the grammar and spelling errors. But if anything really sticks out like I am continuously getting the school wrong or something just let me know and even any ideas on what should happen next!

Disclaimer: I am not a nickelodeon producer so unfortunately I do not own victorious… but I wish I owned beck mmmmmm I want becks abbs framed on my wall… =)

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