|♥|Arranged Marriage To The Perfect Snob|♥| {One}

I am just one of those normal simpeltons you know the kind of girl that suffers from bad hair days, embarrassing situations, rejection, bullies, annual moody day (which i know we all blame on the hormones), finding the right outfit.

But nothing could ever compare to the day i met him.

Jack Daniel's not the liquor which is a shame.

But seriously now Jack Daniel, smart, sexy, sophisticated, hocked up with money and more stuck up than a pole in may.

So you can Imagen what my first reaction was the day i can home from school, bubble gum in my hair, trainers dotted with holes, bags under my eyes to find my mother in tears of happiness, my father in his eye holes with money and one stuck up rich kid sat in my living room.

I screamed, not lowly either but loud, so loud even the neighbors were knocking on the door.

I froze as he placed his hand on my shoulder, turning to glare at his soft emerald eyes.

“I'm Jack Daniel, its a pleasure to see you again miss Willow.” He muttered seductively, damn him and that sexy voice.

“I know who the hell you are.” I shouted brushing his hand away and continuing with my glare. I should do anyway we go to the same school.

“Oh my, umm i'm must apologize for my daughter she has had a long day at school. I'm sure she has little awareness of what she is doing and saying.” My mother muttered quickly climbing from her seat and resting her cold wrinkly hands on my shoulders.

“Oh not to worry Mrs, Willow. That is one of the many reasons i am happy that you and my parents arranged for such a beauty to be my bride.” Jack smiled.

H-his what?

“E-excuse me?” I asked pulling away from my mothers grasp and staring at the slightly older male, his freshly ironed suite, jet black hair, soft emerald eyes.

“You are to be married, Carla to the Daniel's.” My mum squeaked embracing me in a tight hug.

A large smile broke upon her and my fathers face.

“We are so proud of you, I knew we had made the right decision when we agreed upon this marriage.”

Now i am fully aware that every mother dreams of the day her little chick finds its wings and sets off into the sky to marry, but this is not one of those times, this to me sounds like entrapment.

My face fell into a frown, what bloody luck.

All i wanted was to come home, strip from these sweat soaked school clothes, freeze the chewy from my hair, relax in a hot bath, finish off my homework with a nice hot cup of tea and relax like any other normal girl does.

But of course someone somewhere hates me and instead i am faced with my apparent 'fiancée', gushing mother, bathing in money father and the chances of that bath are looking thinner by the minute.

“So will you except me my lady?” Jack asked grasping my hand and kissing the knuckles of my fingers, a single red rose appeared in the other before slipping into my free hand, how very cliché i frowned.

“Of course i don-” I paused looking around at the pleading eyes of my family, we had never been one of those families that had all the money they wanted, the look of happiness of my parents face caused me to sigh and change my mind.

“I accept.” Jesus Christ and all that is holy please shoot me down where i stand, so we may all dance over my grave and play merry tunes for my departure.

Oh look here i am still, stood here a rose in one hand my fiancée hand in the other.

“I accept your proposal, Mr, Daniel.”

“Splendid.” He muttered darkly his emerald eyes holding an evil intension within them.

If he is the same as i remember we won't even make it past the honeymoon.

Funny how much life really hates me!

~ Clara Willow (has blue eyes)

Jack Daniel (Green eyes)

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