I had everything planned out for the wedding now, and I was getting rather excited. Almost every day Katie would come over and we would discuss any changes or anything. We decided that my bridesmaids would be her, Hannah, Gates, and I still needed to figure out the last one. Hannah didn't really want to be one of them, but she wanted to be there when I gave myself to someone, even if it was Willy Wonka.
As the days passed, the stress got worse. I was beginning to get worried now; 2 weeks before my big day. I called up Gates, and she came over right away.
"What is it girl?"
"I'm nervous. What if this isn't the right thing? What if I'm making a huge mistake? My whole life will go to waste!"
"Look, I've seen you two together, and this is not a mistake by any means. I think that you just need to relax, and look at where you will be in a few years. You are going to be the happiest girl on earth."
"Yeah, maybe you're right. Maybe I am over-exaggerating. I guess I will just go with whatever happens."
"This wedding is going to be unpredictable, but that's what makes it so great! Trust me, its going to be the best day of your life. Don't forget the reception afterwards."
I thought a second, and then picked my tablet up. "I forgot that! Where are we going to go? What will we do?"
"I say… you should have it at the Vaca downtown."
"Gates! That's the biggest biker/strip bar downtown! What are you thinking?"
"Well, at least I'll have fun. Some of those bikers are hot!"
"This is my reception were talking about, not one of your cheap pickups! Stay on task! I really need to know where to go."
"Well jeez. Why don't you just ignore me…"
"Well, my idea of a good wedding reception isn't a bunch of naked women dancing on a stage surrounded by men three times Wonka's size ready to use him as a paper doll! I'm very sorry, but I would like my husband in one piece the day after my wedding."
"I suppose you're right."
"I've got it. Well have it at the Monache!"
