CLASS OF 2000
Chapter Eight
"Are you two
out of your teenage drugged up minds?" Mr. Andrews exclaimed.
"We must
be," Rose said, looking at Jack.
"I think if
you love each other you should get married," Molly Brown said.
"Thank you,
Molly," Rose said.
"Rose isn't
even eighteen yet," Mr. Andrews said.
"So? What does
it matter?" Rose asked.
"I love her,
Mr. Andrews, and it would do Rose and I a great honor if you and Molly came to
the wedding," Jack said.
"Seriously?"
Mr. Andrews asked.
"Yes,"
Rose and Jack said.
"All right,
but no media contact, Mr. and Mrs. Appleton," Mr. Andrews said.
"Okay,"
Rose said.
"Go out the
back way. We'll get the limousines ready. Molly and I will stall the
press," Mr. Andrews said.
"Thank you,
Mr. Andrews," Rose said, giving him a hug.
"Molly, come
on. Rose and Jack, you two go out the back way. I can't believe I'm doing
this," Mr. Andrews said.
"Neither can
I, but I think they're going to be happier if they are together," Molly
said.
*****
"Do you, Rose
DeWitt-Bukater, take this man to be your husband?" the justice of the
peace asked.
"I do,"
Rose said, smiling from ear to ear.
"And do you,
Jack Dawson, take this woman to be your wife?" the justice of the peace
asked.
"I do,"
Jack said.
Jack and Rose said
their vows, and Molly cried on Mr. Andrews' shoulder.
"By the power
vested in me and the state of California, I now pronounce you man and wife. You
may kiss the bride," the justice of the peace said.
Jack kissed Rose,
never wanting to let go of her, afraid something might happen between now and
then.
When they pulled
apart, the justice of the peace announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. and
Mrs. Dawson."
When they went
outside, the press was all around them, but the two newlyweds were sheltered by
bodyguards. The whole time, Rose was talking to Jack.
"Jack, maybe
we can answer a few questions," Rose said.
"I think we
should break the ice," Jack said.
"Mr. Andrews,
Molly, we can answer a few questions. You know, break the ice," Rose said.
"All right,
Rose," Mr. Andrews said.
"Mr. and Mrs. Dawson
have decided to answer a few questions. If you will step back, please,"
Molly said.
Rose and Jack
stepped out from the bodyguards, but managed to stay near them just in case.
"Rose, I'm
from People magazine. Are you and Jack officially married?" one
reporter asked.
"Yes, we
are," Rose answered.
"This question
is for both of you. I'm from Seventeen magazine. What made you decide to
take such a big step?" another reporter asked.
"We love each
other," Jack said.
"Yes, and we
wanted to make our lives count. We thought we had lost each other a few months
ago and we didn't want to make that mistake again," Rose said.
"Mr. and Mrs.
Dawson, I'm from Young and Modern magazine. Do you plan on having any
children?" a different reporter asked.
"Not at first,
but we do someday," Rose said.
"She took the
words from my mouth," Jack said.
Rose looked back at
Mr. Andrews and Molly, giving them the signal that it was time to go.
"Mr. and Mrs.
Dawson are through with your questions, if you would be so kind as to
move," Mr. Andrews said.
They kept asking
questions, which is when Molly stepped up to the microphone. "Everybody
back up and get your butts out of the way, unless you would like to be out of a
job."
The reporters
stepped back, and Rose and Jack got into the limousine and went to their hotel.
*****
"Rose, were
you serious when you told them you didn't want children yet?" Jack asked
her.
"Why?"
Rose asked.
"That means we
won't have a wedding night," Jack said.
"Jack, those
idiots believe anything," Rose said.
"So..."
Jack said.
"Jack, put
your hands on me," Rose said.
"Where to,
miss?" Jack asked.
"To the
stars..." Rose said, turning off the light.