Bonjour (I'm running out of different ways to say hi)
So, this chapter is ginormous compared to the earlier ones & I really like it.
Since the show started Brandon & Callie have reminded me of my cousins so I kind of took their story and made it Brandon & Callie.
AAAAnd, I know these are one-shots, but they do continue off of each other, even though the milestones are out-of-order.
He had a calendar.
One day, Callie came in with a sharpie and wrote on his calendar.
May 2nd: B. 18
May 27th: Cal. 18
May 28th: Graduation
May 29th: W
They just had to wait till May.
May 29th.
New Girl was their show.
Wednesday's after school, it was what they did.
It made them happy.
It also gave Callie an idea.
One day, Callie came home from the café with a large mason jar. She took some masking tape, placed the strip on the jar and wrote a big W on it.
The w stood for wedding.
Everyday, when Callie would come home from the café she would put her tips in the jar. (not all of it, she needed to buy a dress, of course.)
Everyday, when Brandon came home from giving the piano lessons he would put some money in the jar. (not all of it, he needed to buy Callie a ring, of course.)
She had told him not to bother.
That it cost too much and they didn't have the money.
It wouldn't mean anything if he got her one.
But that didn't stop him.
He knew that she was lying, she wanted a ring.
So he bought her one.
"You know I never actually asked you," Brandon said one day, after school.
"You never needed to," Callie replied, as she got off the couch and went into the kitchen to get a drink, "You already knew my answer."
"Well, I'm going to ask you anyway,"Brandon said as he followed her into the kitchen.
"Brand-"
"Cal, you and me, we're going to be so happy. Together. We're going to go to college and become the teachers that we want to be and we're going to have kids and be foster parents and Callie, we are going to have the best life possible. And there's no better time to start than now. So Callie Jacob, will you marry me?"
Callie looked down at the Brandon, tears threatening to fall.
"How do you always know just what to say? I mean, between your moms' wedding and this. I'm just going to bawl when I hear your vows."
"Is that a yes?"
"Yes."
It was always just assumed that when the turned eighteen they would get married. They had never really talked about it, they just knew. So when May 29th came looming they had to talk about it.
"Are we going to tell your parents?"
"How are we going to get away from them?"
"Should we even do this?"
Callie wondered aloud as she paced back and forth on Brandon's floor.
"Oh, don't tell me you're starting to have doubts now."
"Well, Brandon that's what's happening. We are seventeen years old", Callie said, tears welling up in her eyes, "And I'm scared," she said barely above a whisper.
"Hey," Brandon said, looking her in the eye, "I know you're nervous, I am too. But Cal, I love you. I love you so much. And I know that this might seemed rushed, I mean we'll be only eighteen, but there isn't a piece of me that thinks that this isn't right. You are so sweet and supportive and strong. You're everything I could've dreamed of."
Callie smiled up at him.
"Besides, what would we do with this money?" Brandon said referring to the jar with a W on it.
So, there will be a chapter with the real wedding, I just have to figure out, in my mind, how it's going to work. But trust me, it will work.
Also, I know that they are only 18 in this story which is REALLY young to be getting married, but I've always had this sort of vision that they were so desperate to be together that when they turned 18 they would go all out.
Oh, and I have no plans for them to have children anytime soon, if you read the last chapter you would know that it won't happen until they're 32. I want them to have that cutesy married fluff life together for a little while (aka 14 years). Also they need to prove everyone wrong, show them that Brallie is really FOREVERRRRRR!
Well, that was long.
If you actually read all of this bold stuff, you're my favorite.