Ky's P.OV.:

My palms are sweaty and my heart beats out of my chest. I'm shaking and very, very nervous.

"Hey. You're going to be okay", Teresa says to calm me down.

She fluffs the lace on my beautiful dress and zips up the zipper.

"Okay, time for hair and makeup!" she says excitedly.

Newt's P.O.V:

My palms are sweaty and my heart beats out of my chest. I'm shaking and very, very nervous.

"Hey, Newt. Calm down, man. It will be fine", Minho chides.

I take in a deep breath as Thomas buttons up my tuxedo jacket.

"I can't believe WICKED actually sent up the dress and tux, but wouldn't give us a TV", Minho sighs grumpily.

Alby chuckles.

"You ready?" he asks me.

I turn to my three best friends, looking each of  them in the eye.

"Yeah. I'm ready."

Ky's P.O.V:

Teresa stares at me.

"You look stunning", she says.

She turns the mirror towards me so I can see.

I gasp. My long hair has been twisted up into a fancy bun, and some sparkly pins have been stuck in to keep it in place.

My face has been transformed into a beautiful angel, with long, thick eyelashes and full, red lips.

My dress is gorgeous. The top clings to my body and the bottom puffs out into sparkly, lacy mess.

My white heels fit perfectly as I slip them on.

I stare in awe at myself.

"How'd you....make me pretty?"

Teresa smiles.

"You were always pretty, I just brought out the beautiful."

I smile and turn to her, embracing her in a tight hug.

"Thank you", I whisper.

She nods and smiles.

"Okay. Let's get you to that wedding."

Newt's P.O.V:

I stand in the middle of the Glade, looking around.

For months, the Gladers had prepared for this wedding. The Builders had built chairs, the Medjacks and Slicers made all the decorations, the Runners built an altar, the Track-hoes cleaned up the Glade, and Frypan had cooked a huge, gorgeous cake.

Now, the Glade was filled with wedding decor all set up and ready for the wedding of Ky and I. Everyone was sat in their chairs, waiting for it to begin.

I smile. The Glade needed this; the joy and celebration and love.

I walk up to the altar and stand, waiting for my beautiful bride to come.

Ky's P.O.V:

Teresa opens the door to the Homestead, waiting for me to walk out. I take a deep breath, trying to steady my heart, and follow her. We walk to where the wedding ceremony is and I stop.

I can't do this, I think.

Teresa squeezes my arm gently. Then, she walks to her place by Newt as the bride's maid-of-honor.

I watch as Minho and Thomas take their places on either side of me. Since I don't have a father, they are taking the responsibility of walking me down the aisle.

"You're going to be okay", Thomas tells me.

"Most likely", Minho adds.

I smack his arm, "Let's just go. Walk."

They both loop their arms through mine and we start walking towards the alter where Newt stands in a suit. As we walk, heads turn and eyes widen at my beautiful dress. Everyone stares in awe.

Don't trip. Don't trip.

We reach the alter and Minho and Thomas hand me over to Newt. Then, they go stand by him as groomsmen.

Newt looks at me with wide eyes and a grin stretches across his handsome face.

"You look absolutely bloody gorgeous", he says, looking me up and down.

I smile and we grasp hands. I nod at Alby to start. He clears his throat and begins reading.

"We are gathered here today to unite in the marriage of Ky and Newt. Today, they publicly declare their devotion to each other. The essence of this commitment is the acceptance of each other in entirety, as lover, companion, and friend. A good and balanced relationship is one in which neither person is overpowered nor absorbed by the other, one in which neither person is possessive of the other, one in which both give their love freely and without jealousy. Marriage, ideally, is a sharing of responsibilities, hopes, and dreams. It takes a special effort to grow together, survive hard times, and be loving and unselfish."

I sniffle and look up at Newt. He is gazing at me with loving eyes.

"So, do you both pledge to share your lives openly with one another, and
to speak the truth in love? Do you promise to honor and tenderly
care for one another, cherish and encourage each other, stand
together, through sorrows and joys, hardships and triumphs for all
the days of you life?"

I look at Newt and he looks at me.

"We do."

Alby nods and motions for Zart to bring up the rings. Newt grabs the ring for me and I grab the ring for him.

"May these rings be blessed as a symbol of your union. As often as
either of you look upon these rings, may you not only be reminded of
this moment, but also of the vows you have made and the strength of
your commitment to each other", Alby says. "Newt, please repeat after me."

Alby clears his throat. I watch as he unfolds another paper and begins reading from it.

"I, Newt, promise to love and support you, Ky, and live each day
with kindness, understanding, truth, humor, and passion. With this
ring I will marry you."

Newt gulps.

"I, Newt, promise to love and support you, Ky, and live each day
with kindness, understanding, truth, humor, and passion. With this
ring I will marry you."

Then, he slips the ring on my finger.

Alby turns to me. Tears slide down my pale face.

"Ky, please repeat after me. I, Ky, promise to love and support you, Newt, and live each day with kindness, understanding, truth, humor, and passion. With this
ring I marry you."

I squeeze Newt's hand harder and look into his chocolate eyes.

"I, Ky, promise to love and support you, Newt, and live each day with kindness, understanding, truth, humor, and passion. With this
ring I marry you."

I slip the ring onto his finger.

"Go now in peace and live in love, sharing the most precious gifts you have- the gifts of your lives united. And may your days be long on this earth.
I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

I stand on my tip-toes and Newt leans down. His lips brush against mine gently as we share a sweet, loving kiss. We break apart and the Gladers all erupt in cheering and screaming.

I laugh and sniffle and Newt laughs too. He wipes away my tear with his thumb.

"I love you", he says.

"I love you too."