"Gabriella, one day you're gonna have to start listening to me" Taylor sighed, biting the top of her pen.
"What?" I asked, snapping back to reality, and setting my coffee mug down.
" We have to get this wedding planned" Taylor sighed, flipping through the pages of her note book.
Taylor and her fionce Chad are getting married in two weeks. I don't see what the big deal is, planning out a wedding. Taylor should be more relaxed.
"Relax Taylor" I smiled. "You have lots of time, and i'm sure it will be just perfect"
"Thanks." Taylor said. " I can see that you really don't want to do this right now, so why don't we head over to the café across the street?" Taylor asked, closing her book, and stuffing it in her huge purse.
"Okay, I'm up to that" I said, quickly hopping up, and grabbing my jacket. If Taylor had said anything else negative about her wedding, i thought i was going to lose it. Luckily, she read my mind, to get out of her boring appartment. I don't even know why we are best friends. We are so opposite. Taylor is neat and organized, and i'm pretty much laid back and i just go with the flow. Some times i wish she was like that.
"Great. let me just call Chad to meet us there. He's at basketball practice" Taylor dissapeared into her bedroom, and i could hear her talking quietly.
I looked at an old photo frame on Taylor's coffee table. It was from high school, back when we were unseperable. Taylor had been going out with Chad back then too, and I had been going out with Troy Bolton, the capitan of the East High basketball team. Those days were long gone. Troy and I broke up because he became a famous basketball player in the NBA, and he had no time for me. I still see him on TV or in the newspapers all the time.
"okay. Let's go" Taylor smiled. She opened the door and motionned for me to go out ahead of her.
"So, is Chad coming?" I asked.
"Yes, and he's bringing his best man for you to meet. You know, the maid of honnor and the best man should have a good relationship with each other.
"Yeah..." I said. I wonder who it will be. Jason? Zeke? Is Chad even still friends with them? I'm not as close to all of my friends from high school as i was then.
"Wow, it's cold out" Taylor said, wrapping a scarf around her neck as we stepped out of her appartment building. The cold wind made my eyes sting, so i blinked hard.
"Whats this café you were talking about?" I asked, pulling my jacket tighter around me. I could see my brown curls flying everywhere in the wind.
"It's called Dan's diner. Not really a café" Taylor pointed to the diner. I nodded.
As soon as we entered the diner, Chad stood up, and flagged us to his table.
"Where's the best man?" I asked, as I hugged Chad hello.
"Oh, he's in the bathroom" Chad smiled. He kissed Taylor hello, and we took a seat.
I glanced around the room inpatiently, waiting to see who Chad brought. I'm not very good with suspense. Just then, the door to the bathroom opened up and out walked a familiar face. I couldn't help but gasp.
