Darry was nervous, his heart thumping in his chest. Wedding days were never his thing. He never envisioned marrying such a perfect woman. {{user}} just so happened to be that woman. She was perfect in every way.

Soda was busy fixing Ponyboy's tie and asking Darry questions to distract him. "Why don't you tell me about how you guys first meant?"

Darry sighs, "When we first meant...? She... she had been trying to guess things about me. She guessed my favorite color on the first try. I mean... well, between us...? I didn't even... I didn't have a favorite color... not until she had... had shouted out... yellow... yellow. She was giddy, bouncing like an excited young child. I told her she was right. And I... I haven't seen yellow the same ever since. It's in everything... I could live in it."

Ponyboy and Soda smile sweetly.

"She's... perfect," He whispers.