Here it is! The wedding date! :D :D This chapter was so much fun to write! :) I hope you enjoy it!
The rest of the week went by quickly. I had a test in my Algebra II class on Wednesday (super easy, I have no idea why everyone else claimed it was hard), a presentation to do in English class about my views of modern plagiarism (and I care about this because�), and I had a new lab to do in Chemistry (it didn't go too bad, all we did was test how different chemicals react when being burned. How easy). But other than that, the week went by quickly.
The only real complicated part of my week happened on Tuesday. It was just before class began in the morning, and I was on my way to my lockerā¦
I walked through the halls of William McKinley High School on my way to my locker. I still had no word from Jesse, or Noah. It was all a bit strange, and I couldn't help but think they were purposely trying to ignore me. Well, that's not totally false. According to the student blog websites I am biggest loser in the school.
I turned around the corner that led to my locker, and saw something strange. Right in front of my locker stood one Noah Puckerman. He had his phone pulled out, typing quickly, and placing it back into the pocket of his jacket.
"Hello, Noah?" I said as I approached my locker. "What are you doing here?"
He looked at me and moved out of the way of my locker so I could open it. "I had some more details for the wedding this Saturday. I'll be picking you up at 1:00. Is that okay?"
"Yes, that sounds good," I replied. I finished gathering my books. "So, did you have a good weekend?" I hoped that he would mention anything about his phone call to me.
"Yeah, from what I remember of it at least," he said.
"Oh. So you don't really remember anything of it?" I asked. "Not even who you talk to or anything?"
"No," he said. "Why did something happen?"
"No," I shook my head. "I should get to class. I'll talk to you later, okay?" I stepped around him and walked off to class. So much for getting any answers from him.
So, now I am sitting in my bedroom, trying to figure out what to wear for my date tomorrow with Noah Puckerman. I never thought I'd say that!
Noah was being shockingly sweet to me lately. He had walked with me through the school hallways sometimes during the last week. Sometimes after I was done at a class he would already be in the hallway, waiting for me. At first, we usually talked about the wedding. Noah told me about all his family members. His family on his mother's side all seemed to be so sweet; I was looking forward to meeting them. The more we got to know each other, the more often our conversations would drift off to something unrelated to the wedding. We talked about everything and nothing at the same time, I discovered that we actually had more in common than I had initially thought.
Sometimes I caught myself wondering what it would be like to date Noah Puckerman. Not date him like we did the last time when we spent all of our time making out in my bedroom, but to actually date him. Whenever I caught myself thinking about this, I had to make myself stop. Whatever mixed feeling I may have been feeling towards Jesse, I was still very much in a relationship, and I refuse to cheat. No matter how much I wanted to sometimes.
The next morning I woke up in a wonderful mood. Weddings always put me in a good mood. Being able to watch two people commit to each other fully for the rest of their lives was a spectacular thing.
I climbed out of bed and headed over to my elliptical to being my morning work out. After my work out I would shower, eat breakfast, do some housework for my dad, and then prepare for the wedding. When I had first told my father about the wedding he immediately questioned the fact that I was going to a wedding with Noah rather than my boyfriend. He was confused because I had just brought Jesse home to meet him and then suddenly running off on a date with another boy. I had to sit him down and explain to him that Noah was just a friend and I was in no way being unfaithful to Jesse. My father had raised me to always put the feelings of others into consideration, and just wanted to make sure I still lived by the same standards.
I pulled my brand new blue dress otver my head and then twirled around in front of the mirror. The dress was light blue and ended at my knees. I placed a white colored wrap around my bare shoulders to keep them warm. Ohio weather isn't the best during the month of March. My hair was perfectly curled, and I had on a simple white headband to keep my bangs out of my eyes. It wasn't very often that I truly felt good about myself, and today was one of the rare days that I did. I felt confident in saying that I looked good.
"Rachel," my dad called to me, "Noah is here!"
"Tell him that I'll be right there," I called back. I put some money into my purse along with my phone, lip balm, and a pack of gum. The, I sat down on the edge of my bed and put my heels on. I looked at myself one last time in the mirror to fix my hair and dress. When I was satisfied that I was wedding ready, I exited my room and made the descent down the staircase.
After taking a few steps, Noah and my father came into view. The two of them were chatting away, paying no attention to me making my grand entrance whatsoever. I cleared my throat, getting them to turn their attention towards me. When they were all looking, I continued to walk down the stairs. When my descent was finished all three men were speechless for a moment.
"Rachel! You look so incredible!" my dad said. "You've grown up so fast!" He came closer to pull me into a hug.
"Dad!" I giggled, pulling away from his embrace.
"Are you ready to go?" I asked him. He nodded his head and followed me towards the door.
"I'll see you when you get home, Rachel," my dad called after me. I waved goodbye to my father and then walked with Noah out to his car.
Noah opened the passenger door for me to get in and closed the door behind me before walking around the car to get into the driver's seat. When he was seated and had the car started he looked over at me, "Rachel, you look beautiful. Really, you do."
I smiled brightly, "Thank you, Noah. You look nice as well. I don't think I have ever seen you in a suit and tie before. It looks good on you."
"Thank you," he replied. He put the car in reverse and backed out of the driveway. The car ride to the wedding took about 45 minutes, in the time we spent in the car; there was not one moment of the terrible awkward silence. Throughout the duration of the trip we either talked or sang along with the radio.
Once again I felt myself wondering what it would be like to be in a relationship with Noah. No came off as just another Lima Loser that didn't care about anything but himself, but he was much more than that. He had the sweet and sensible side to him as well, a side that I was getting to see more and more. I was learning so many new things about him, and I could wait to learn more.
We arrived at the wedding 30 minutes before the ceremony was supposed to begin. Noah opened my door for me when we arrived. He is so charming. He led me other to a group of middle-aged women who were chatting outside the church.
"Noah!" the red-haired woman exclaimed! "I haven't seen you in so long! Come here and give your aunt Lisa a hug!" Lisa pulled Noah into a huge hug and placed a kiss on his cheek. "Who is this?" she asked him, looking at me.
"I'm Rachel," I said, holding out my hand for her to shake, "it's a pleasure to meet you."
"Hello, Rachel," Lisa shook my hand in return. "We were all wondering when Noah was going to get a girlfriend!"
I shook my head, "Oh, Noah and I aren't dating. We are just friends."
"Oh, I'm sorry!" Lisa said.
"No, you're fine," I assured her. I smiled at Noah, who suggested that we went inside and took our seats. I followed him into the church and sat down with him in the middle of the right side. We were seated right next to his mother and little sister. I exchanged greetings with them, immediately learning that his mother was one of the sweetest people I had ever met. We had driven separately from them because his mom and sister were spending then night here with relatives while Noah had to get back home for work on Sunday.
The ceremony began shortly after that. The bridesmaids walked down the aisle in the most gorgeous lilac colored dresses that matched their flowers perfectly. We all stood as the bride walked down the aisle with her father at her side. Her dress was beautiful. Strapless with glitter running all the way down. I couldn't wait to be a bride one day.
All throughout the ceremony I could feel Noah glancing at me every so often. Whenever I would feel his stare I would glance over at him and send him a smile. He would smile back and then turn to watch the bride and groom again. Then, after a few minutes I would feel his stare again, and we would start the whole process over again.
The reception took place right after the wedding. We all gathered in one dining area and ate our meals. Noah's mom, sister, grandmother, Noah, and I were all seated at a table together. We chatted all the way through our dinner. I grew a liking to all of Noah's family members. They were all so kind to me, I felt right at home
A short time after we were done eating, Noah asked me to go and take a walk with him. We stood up and left the crowded dining area together and entered the quiet outdoors.
"So, what did you think?" Noah asked. "My family didn't totally freak you out, did they?"
"What? No!" I exclaimed. "Your family is lovely. I love them all. Especially your younger cousins. They are all so adorable."
"Well, I am sorry they kept bombarding you with questions. Especially about us dating. I didn't think they would ask you that," he said.
"Noah, seriously, it's fine. I don't mind at all. They were all so sweet. I know where you got your caring side from," I replied. "That's what I like most about you, you know. The fact that you can be tough when you want to, but at the same time be the sweetest guy I know."
"Really?" he asked.
"Well, yeah. I used to think you were just some guy that didn't care about anything, but the more I got to know you, the more I realized that you care about everything. I admire that about you, Noah."
"Thank you for saying that Rachel. You're the only person I know that has ever said anything like that to me and actually meant it," he said. "You're really cool."
I smiled. I never knew how good it could feel to actually feel appreciated, or how rewarding it would feel to actually be like by someone. Noah and I walked a few more steps in silence, before I felt his hand reach over and grab mine. I gasped in surprise and quickly retrieved my hand.
"What? Am I not allowed to hold you hand?" he asked.
"Of course you can," I responded. "I just don't want it to mean more to you than it does to me."
"What are you talking about, Rachel. I thought that ma-" his voiced trailed off for a second. "Is it Jesse?"
I sighed, "Noah, you know I'm still dating him. He may not be here right now, but I still belong to him. I'm sorry."
"No," he shook his head. "I'm sorry. I took it too far. Do you want to just head home? It's getting pretty late."
"Sure," I agreed. We walked back inside to grab our coats and to say goodbye to everyone. My emotions were conflicted. On one had I felt like I was making the right decision by not cheating on Jesse, but on the other hand things with Noah just felt so right.
What am I going to do?
The car ride back home was silent. We didn't say a word the entire time. Only the faint sound of the radio playing filled the car with noise. When we finally pulled into my driveway it was nearly 12:00.
I had spent the majority of the car ride sorting out my thoughts. It was late, I was tired, and maybe I wasn't thinking as rationally as I probably should have been at the moment, but I made my decision.
No turning back now...
"Noah?" I asked when put the car in park.
"Yeah?" he asked, sounding more tired than anything.
"I've been thinking about something."
"About what?" he questioned, looking into my eyes.
I didn't respond. I couldn't respond. I stared deep into his eyes, trying to think of a reason to back out, and none came to mind.
I took a deep breath.
I kissed him.
AHHHH! :D :D
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