A.N.: Hi guys! I'm back! Yes, I'm back! Yayy, I don't know about you guys but I am extremely happy about this. I am not going to sit here and try to come up with an excuse as to why I haven't updated in the longest, because I have nothing. But to give you a little insight I was so busy over these past couple of months, with school, my internship and getting myself ready for college, I had no time at all. It was actually pretty sad, if you ask me. I'm updating my stories one by one and since I already got this chapter all finished I uploaded this on first. But the others shall follow soon! I promise! So I'm really excited for this chapter and I'm also excited for the feedback that I got on the last chapter. Thank you all for the wonderful review! I hope I get the same interest with this chapter! So on to the chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee! All I own are the mistakes in this story because I know there are some! So I apologize for them!

Story: Our Best Friend's Wedding

Chapter 2: California Here We Come!

Main Characters:

Rachel Berry

Tina Cohen-Chang

-*- Tina's POV -*-

'Did we get everything?' I heard Rachel say. It was finally Friday and we were both sitting in the airport waiting on Santana and also waiting to board the plane.

'Yes.' I said getting a little annoyed; she had ben asking me the same question since we left our apartment.

'Are you sure?' She asked once more.

'YES!' I yelled. 'We did everything, Rach. You unpacked our suitcase like fifty time, we turned off all the lights, put Lola and Mia in the kennel. Everything, we're fine! Okay. F-i-n-e.'

'Okay, but if something happens I'm blaming you.' She said poking me on my nose and crossing her arms across her chest.

'Nothing is going to happen. Believe me, okay! Be happy, we're going to California. I mean you always said you wanted to go!'

'I know, and I am happy! Just nervous, that's all.'

I quickly laughed before looking back at her. 'Rachel Barbra Berry is nervous? When did pigs fly?' I said laughing.

'Haha, but I would like to let you know that I get nervous. You just don't see it because I know how to hind it. That's called being a great actress.'

'Great actress, nothing.' I said mumbling. Knowing I was playing around but I'm glad she didn't hear me because it would have been a huge rant that I didn't want that before I went on the plane. 'Anyways why are you nervous?'

'Because we're meeting Brittany's fiancé, that's why. What if we don't like him? What if we can't accept the fact that they're getting married? Then who's going to tell Britt that?' She said arching an eyebrow. 'Who?!'

'I will.' Santana said with one of her classics smirks. 'Well after I go all Lima heights adjacent on him, of course.' She laughed a little, 'That's what he gets for not being worthy enough to marry my Britt-Britt.' She said taking a seat beside Rachel. I watch as Rachel rolled her eyes and turned her back to Santana, and I couldn't help but laugh.

'So you two ready? Because I took a look at our hotel that we'll be staying in and Me gusta, muy me guasta.' She said laughing and bumping shoulders with Rachel.

'The hotel is wonderful isn't it?' Rachel said smiling.

'It is, the rooms are amazing! So I'm guessing since Rachel and I are sharing a room, that you're sharing with Quinn?' I asked.

'You guessed right. Q, said she should get there around the same time as us, so we're just going to rent a car.' Rachel and I both nodded our heads.

'Flight 93 for LAX is now boarding.' A lady said over the intercom, interrupting our conversation.

'Well, that's us!' Rachel said looking at her ticket before standing up. She quickly grabbed her carry on before looking back at Santana and I.

'I guess so!' I said nodding my head.

'California aquí venimos! Esto va a ser genial! Vamos puta!' I heard Santana say, as she fist pumped her hand in the air before fixing her scarf and leading the way.

'Are you still sure you want to go?' Rachel said whispering in my ear while she was looking at Santana.

'Yes, now go.' I said pushing her a little.

We all walked threw security with no problem. I was a little nervous due to the fact that Santana said she kept razor blades in her hair, I knew it couldn't be true but you could never be too sure with Santana. We quickly found out seats in first class, got situated and before we knew it we were taking off. Rachel had put in her ear phones long before the plane took off, and she was dozing off quietly near the window. Santana was filling her nail, as she talked to the sturdiest about getting her a drink; I figured it wouldn't be the best time to talk to her. So, I pulled out the wedding invitation and looked at it. As many times as I look at it, it just doesn't seem real. I would have personally thought Quinn would be the first to get married, not Brittany. She was always the baby of our group; it's funny how she grew up the fastest. I chuckled to myself before slipping it back into my pocket so I didn't accidently lose it. I couldn't wait for this vacation to start; lord knows we all needed it. But for some reason I felt as if it wasn't going to run as smoothly as we all wanted it to. I stopped thinking about the bad thoughts before I closed my eyes.

-*- Santana's POV -*-

I didn't get a drink the damn trip, isn't that what flying in first class mean. They hand you a little drink and you sit there happy as shit without a care in the world. Well let me tell you something, they don't! And I'm pist, because I needed something to get me over this trip. I looked over to see Asian and Barbra sleep, how they hell could they sleep when we were 40,000 feet above sea level. No, I'm not afraid of height I just don't find these things safe. Yeah, safe my ass. Then when we crash what do they say, nothing, abso-fucking-lutely, nothing! So, the whole trip was spent with me filing my nails and trying to get a fucking drink. I had never been happier in my life, when they said we would be landing. I reached over and shook Tina telling her to get her ass up and to put on her seatbelt and for Rachel to do the same. Yes, I cared. But I only care when I want too. The landing was shit and I wanted to have a talk with pilot but Rachel wouldn't let me. So I told the sturdiest to give him a few kind words for me before I made my way off the plan into LAX.

'Holy shit.' I said to myself out loud, this place was fucking amazing and that was just the inside. I knew for a fact that I would be enjoying my time here.

'Santana, language.' Rachel said bumping into me.

'Just because you choose not to curse, doesn't mean that I have to do the same. You should know that by now.' I rolled my eyes, before reaching in my bag to grab my IPhone, and turned it on.

'I should.' She said before walking over to an unoccupied seat. I looked at her before looking back at Tina, and rolling my eyes. I saw small smile spread over her face, before we made our way over to where she was seating.

I didn't even get to sit down good enough before my phone started to ring. I answered it, already knowing who it was.

'He, Q!' I said into the phone.

'Uhh, yea. Where are you?' I asked looking at Tina and Rachel as I mouth that Quinn was here.

'Okay, cool. We'll meet you by there.' I said standing up and grabbing my carry on. Pulling Rachel by the arm to do the same. 'Bye.'

'Come on and get your asses up, so we can get our bags so we can meet Q!' I said, walking over to the baggage claim.

After we got our bags, a little longer than we all expected it to take. It was pretty funny watching Rachel struggle with her bag, I would have helped but I was enjoying it too much. We all made out way over to the car rental, and that when I saw her.

'Hey Q!' I yelled as, I started to walk a little faster; to meet her half was as she was making her way towards me.

'San, it's so nice to see you again! I missed you so much!' She said into my hair.

'You too, I'm liking the new look. The hair and all, it's nice!' I said taking a look at her.

'Thank you, I cut it a few weeks ago, for the wedding and all.' She said before running off to give Rachel and Tina a hug.

'Okay, this reunion is cute and shit but can we get the car so we can get going. I want to see Brit!' I said, pointing to the desk.

'Come on Mrs. Mad-At-The-World, I'm guessing they didn't give you a drink on the plane?' Q asked placing a hand on my shoulder. I sent her the middle fingers and she laughed in return.

After checking into the car rental, I got the keys and walked out with the girls in tow. A looked at the car we would be ridding in for the next 2 weeks. I got all different looks from each different girl.

'What?' I questioned. 'I'm Santana Lopez, I only do hot.' I sent them a wink, before popping the trunk and putting my bags in the trunk before waiting for them to so the same. I got in the front, I wasn't going to let anyone else drive, they just weren't hot enough.

'You ladies, ready?' I asked, 'Cause I am!' I pulled my aviators down over my eyes and made my way out into the L.A traffic.

There goes chapter 2! How is it? Love it or leave it? Let me know! And reviews are much appreciated! Chapter 3 should me uploaded either tomorrow or Monday! Have a nice night, loves!