santana and brittany

wedding

"Okay."

"Oh, my god. That's wrong," I say pointing at Madison, "Can we just, like throw it up? Like, way up high? And these are in the wrong spot." I say to Tina and her bales of hay

"Well, you just said to put them here." She says out of breath

"Okay, well, you're wrong. I didn't...that...I'm sorry." I say back

"You know, I'm here to help, okay? And Britt, you have got to trust me when I say that everything is gonna be fine. It's okay to have a little anxiety before your wedding."

"There's dirt on the white thing!" I yell, pointing at what I'm talking about, "How did you cope with, like, wedding planning?"

"Well, I didn't really have to because we called it off before...you remember?"

"I find it really hard to track your relationship."

"Well, this isn't about me. Um...so let's just focus on the problems at hand, okay?" Kurt asks and he nods his head

"Like the problem of your boyfriend being older than your dad?"

"Wait," Kurt says and I freeze, "I know who can officiate."

"Who?"

"Burt!"

"Who's...?"

"Burt Hummel."

"I don't...I don't know who that is."

"It's my dad." Kurt says

"It's his dad.' Sam says as he walks past me

I point at him, "Your...yes."

2 DAYS TILL THE WEDDING

"Listen up, bitches. Here is the game plan. Britt and I do not want to see each other in our dresses till the wedding. So we're gonna come out one at a time and shoe you our selections," Santana says to Rachel, Mercedes, and Tina, "Okay?"

"And no peeking, Santana, cause I don't want 9,000 years of bad luck," I say from behind the curtain. I stick my head around and smile, "Ooh, let the fashion show begin!"

We try on plenty of dresses, not the same dress but following the same theme and pattern. I didn't actually fall in love with a dress until I put on this long white one. Not only did I love it but the three judges loved it too.

"Oh, Brittany, that's it." Mercedes says with a smile on her face

"That is absolutely stunning." Tina adds

"I think this is the one, you guys." I whisper so that Santana can't hear me

"I think so, too," Rachel says, "It looks so comfy, you could dance in it."

"It's beautiful." Mercedes says

"I know, right?"

"Wow," Santana says from behind me and my eyes widen, "Wow, Brittany, you look so beautiful."

I turn around start backing away, "Oh, my God, what are you doing?"

"I was going crazy back there, but you know what? Everybody's right. You look incredible." Santana says as she walks closer to me

"No, no, no. You're not supposed to see the dress before the wedding. Oh, my gosh, this is bad luck, Santana! Bad luck!"

"It's okay, Britt. Calm down. It's gonna be okay." She says and I shake my head

"Here," Tina says and she hands me a package of salt, "Throw some salt over your shoulder."

"Go back inside. Go change." Rachel says to Santana