Chapter 2
"Okay, Jeff said he's wearing 'Midnight Blue.' So should I wear Black, Navy or the same as B?" Kurt questioned with a shrug.
"To me, you look fabulous in everything; but it is your wedding. You decide," Rachel sighed, also giving a shrug.
"But you can't give too much away though. Otherwise Blaine will figure out your little conversations with Blondie. Blaine isn't as dumb as you say he is!" Mercedes laughed.
"I never said he was dumb, just too plain as to plan our wedding or too simple as to pick a Katy Perry song for our first dance," Kurt chuckled.
"About that, what song are you going for?" Rachel asked enthusiastically.
"To be honest, it's the only thing I'm not sure of. I was thinking 'Candles' as it was the first duet we sang as a couple. But I'm torn between that and 'Come What May' from Moulin Rouge, that was the song we sung together in my head while I was kinda dating Adam, but after that dream sequence, I realised we were made for each other, and as Santana correctly pointed out, it is the song we've dreamt of singing to each other at our wedding," he smiles, holding a tux to his chest.
"O…k, let's put that away for now, and focus on what tux you're gonna be wearing," Mercedes said, coughing slightly at the mention of Adam.
"I don't care whether Blaine finds out you've been talking to Jeff, you look gorg-a-licious in that 'Midnight Blue'," Rachel added.
"Thanks Rach, so one 'Midnight Blue' tuxedo- where is Quinn, Satan and Britt? Not to mention Quinn has Lizzy," Kurt questioned.
"Don't worry, Lizzy is fine with Quinn, Kurt, she is her Mother after all. And Santana is at work until 2:30, so that's at least another half hour; Britt text me earlier saying she has to get the subway. Something about it being more logical to get to a place that's far away for half the price and half the time of a cab, although it's 75% less clean than a cab," Mercedes told them, exhaling deeply.
"Ever since she got into that MIT place, her brain has turned into nothing but logic and numbers. Which is completely weird compared to a few years ago, where she would do nothing but break out into a dance number or Britney song, say the word 'Unicorn' to describe a person, or sing about cups," Rachel laughed.
"True 'dat, what about Quinn? If Puckerman has crashed that helicopter with my baby in it, I swear I will kill him," Kurt answered.
"She text me earlier to let me know that Puck is having trouble finding a parking space for the chopper," Mercedes exasperated. Kurt stared wide-eyed at the response from Mercedes and retaliated, "I think Quinn just defined 'Rich People Problems'." And the laughter commenced.
Hey guys! How's life? Good yeah? Anyway back to me! Hope you liked this chapter, love to all, Klisses xxxxxxxxxxxxx