The Day before the Wedding.
Blair Waldorf sat in her hotel room, contemplating the events of tomorrow, her wedding day. She had never been more excited or afraid or nervous in her whole entire life than she was right now. She was finally getting married! The day she had dreamed about so many times throughout her life was finally here, less than 24 hours away.
Everything had remained the same as she had already planned when it came to the decorations, even the caterer was the same as she had planned when she was expecting to marry Nate someday. The only thing that had changed was, well, the groom. Her whole life she had just known that when it came down to it, Nate would be standing at the altar, right beside her. But here she was, on the eve of her wedding, sporting the engagement ring of, not Nate, but Chuck Bass, Nate's best friend.
At first it had felt weird, being engaged to Chuck, but she knew it would all turn out alright. She did love Chuck, and he had always been there for her when she needed him most, unlike Nate. The only difference was that he just wasn't Nate, even if in some ways that was better for her, it sometimes scared her that she had been able to move on so easily from him, and this time the split would be permanent.
And even though she thought she was making the right choice she couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if things had worked out differently with Nate. Would he be with one she was waiting to marry tomorrow? Would she already be married to him? or would they still be dating, both of them so happy together that they knew they would get married someday, just not now.
Right now, at this point she had no clue what was in store for her. All she really wanted, more than anything, was to know what somehow, everything would turn out alright.
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Chuck Bass sat in his hotel room, looking over his vowels and trying not to make himself puke at all the sappy lovey-dovey crap he had written. Chuck would have never thought he'd be getting married at such a young age, he thought he might settle down in his later years, but he would spend his youth hooking up with random hot girls, getting drug, and hanging out and getting high with Nate, who would tell him all about his married life with Blair. That was the way things were supposed to be, those were the things everyone had counted on growing up.
When Chuck had imagined his future bride, or brides, he had always thought they would be young, gorgeous, leggy blondes, defiantly not Blair Waldorf. Blair was supposed to be Nate's, always and forever, as she had said countless times before. But here he was, on the eve of his wedding going over the vowels Blair had made him write.
Suddenly he wished he was Nate, not a care in the world, not having to deal with a demanding girlfriend, or a demanding anything. He was on his own, which was how Chuck had pictured his life as an adult, free to do whatever he wanted, but you weren't exactly free when you were 23 and about to get married to Blair.
Ever since they had gotten engaged she had been acting pretty strange, but he had just assumed it was because she wanted everything in their wedding perfect, she had always been the perfectionist, and probably always would be. All the crazy controlling things about Blair aside, he still loved her-she was his first love, but her first love was Nate, and sometimes Chuck just didn't think he would ever measure up, in her eyes or in anyone else's. Nate was the golden boy, the one destined to be with Blair Waldorf; Chuck was not supposed to be that guy, he was the bad boy, the one that no one had really expected to see make something worthwhile out of his life.
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Nate Archibald was sitting in his room, sitting on his bed and staring out the window at the darkening New York skyline. Off in the distance he could barely make out the top of the Plaza Hotel, the hotel Blair and Chuck were getting married in tomorrow, and the hotel they were both staying at right now.
It felt crazy, him just sitting here on the ever of Blair's wedding. For longer than he could remember, he knew that when it would be Blair's wedding it would also be his. It was just one of those things that you always thought would stay constant. But it hadn't, as she was getting married to his best friend tomorrow, leaving him behind for good. He didn't think he would ever truly lose Blair though, you can't just lose you're first love; no matter how hard you want to leave them behind and start you own life.
Nate wasn't even really sure why he had been invited to their wedding. At first he thought it was a joke, like 'ha! I'm getting married and its not going to be with you!' but he soon realized that wasn't it, him and Chuck hadn't been the closest of friends ever since Chuck had stolen Blair away after her pregnancy scare in their junior year, but about a day after receiving the invite Blair and Chuck had come over to talk to him. Chuck had said he wanted to be friends again, and he had asked Nate if he could ever possibly forgive him. The conversation for Nate had been pretty awkward for him with Blair there, she was, after all, the cause of their rift, but Blair seemed totally comfortable holding Chuck's hand and watching the boys talk over everything and become friend again.
Even though Nate wanted to be a good friend to Chuck he knew he would never quite get over Blair, and even though it would kill him to see them together, being the happy couple everyone had expected him and Blair to be, he knew he was going to have to get used to it.
But there was still one more night, one more chance to change things before their marriage would become official.
A/N: that was a little short, but it was mostly just to get you into the character's minds. The next chapter is going to be longer, and really good! Review please!