Planning

"Okay, so I've got the seating arrangements done for the reception, the flowers ordered and the DJ booked," Carly said, looking at her checklist. "Am I the best maid of honor or what?"

"You're terrific, Carls," Sam said, not looking up from her ham. "But crazy. The wedding's not for two months. Why are you planning all this now?"

"Because, Sam, weddings are the biggest moment of a person's life," Carly said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Why aren't you more pumped? If I were getting married I'd be dancing every day until the wedding!"

"Uh-huh," Sam nodded. "You're going to be some bride, aren't you?"

"And lucky you get to be my maid of honor," she grinned. "Okay, so I have some tablecloth colors I need you to look at, and then we'll go over centerpieces."

Sam moaned.

"Samantha Joy Puckett," Carly playfully scolded her best friend. "I am going to make sure yours and Freddie's wedding is the best wedding in the history of weddings, and if that means planning out every tiny microscopic detail, then so be it! You should be crazy planning too, you know, you are the bride."

"I've planned," Sam defended. "I picked out the menu for the reception, didn't I?"

"Yes, and I'm sure everyone will love the endless pork," Carly said. "But Sam, even if I have to drag you, you're getting your dress picked out this weekend because I-"

"I decided on it last night," Sam said, tossing Carly a magazine. "The one of page 229."

"Wow, it's beautiful," Carly said, staring at the long white dress with lace top.

"So there, I'm done," Sam said proudly, stuffing more ham in her mouth.

"Oh no you're not," Carly said, putting the magazine aside. "We still have to book the minister, go over the playlist, pick your hairstyle, pick the bridesmaid dresses, figure out how many cops we need to control your family during the ceremony-"

"You're trying to kill me, aren't you?"

"I'll tell you what," Carly laughed. "You come with me to look at bridesmaid dresses and we'll stop by the bakery to look at wedding cakes. They give you tons of samples…"

"Let's go, Shay!" Sam said, jumping up. "Let's get this wedding planning chiz done with!"