Life As We Know It

Chapter 5: Actions Speak Louder Than Words

The Wedding

December came rolling on without warning as they all got set in their new routines and jobs. Rachel was now part of an off Broadway production of Funny Girl. After months of working as a vocal coach whilst also keeping a job as a waitress, she got recognised by one of her student's parents who was a casting director. One thing lead to another and here she was, 6 months later, playing Fanny Brice. It wasn't ready yet and production was still going on but the fact that she was playing one of her dream roles was all that mattered.

Being Maid of Honour also meant Rachel had to divide her time between her two jobs and planning for her best friend's wedding.

The much anticipated day had finally arrived and here were all the girls and Kurt getting ready at their place. Living arrangements hadn't changed except that now Kurt had his boyfriend Blaine whose house he spent most nights at. Rachel managed to get Kurt and Santana jobs on Funny Girl, though, they both had small parts.

The bridesmaids and other family members we're all ready and waiting for the bride to finish up since they were expected at the church in an hour. Sarah had her hair and make-up done before she walked out into the room in her white A-cut, lace gown, making everyone gasp 'oohs' and 'aahs' at her stunning sight; her mother in tears and her father adoring his only daughter who had grown up all too fast. Rachel took this opportunity to give Sarah her gift.

She took Sarah to a side and took out a small slim box from her clutch purse. Holding it out, she opened it to reveal a blue diamante hair brooch, Sarah welling up as she instantly recognised it.

'Oh my God Rachel, you've still got it? I remember we both got these on our 13th birthday and exchanged it as a friendship forever gift. You're not giving me up are you? Just because I'm marrying Jason it doesn't mean our friendship is over' Sarah joked half-heartedly as she also worried if what she was saying may have truth to it.

Rachel, who also had tears in her eyes, laughed it off. 'Don't be so silly. You know nothing could ever separate us. We're two of a kind, best friends forever we swore, remember?' She smiled as Sarah nodded in agreement of their memory.

'Appropriately, this is blue and its old, plus I know you lost your one a week later so you can have this one. It's your something old and something blue.' Both girls gave each other a hug as tears rolled down their faces, each trying to dab those tears off for one another so they don't ruin their make-up. Sarah turned around for Rachel to place the brooch on the side of her bun. 'There you go' Rachel added before giving her another hug.

Sarah's mother came up to Rachel to thank her for her thoughtful gesture. Rachel had known Mrs Jacobs majority of her life but never felt comfortable around her since she openly disagreed with the concept of two fathers. She avoided her as much as possible and saw her less and less in the past few years. This was the first time Rachel felt that Mrs Jacobs was being genuine towards her.

'Thank you for doing this for her. That was very kind of you. I don't think I've ever thanked you for being a big part in Sarah's life and for keeping her grounded. If it wasn't for your friendship things make have been different.'

'Thank you Mrs Jacobs' Rachel replied giving the middle aged woman a quick hug. Mrs Jacob turned towards the picture frames standing at on the shelf, examining each one.

'The pictures are lovely. I wish we didn't have to miss the graduation. My heart chose the wrong moment to want attention. Look at Jason and Sarah, they make a very beautiful couple. And there are your fathers. Wish them well for me.' Mrs Jacobs rambled as she looked at the photo with Jason and Sarah, herself, Kurt, Santana and Finn posing with their parents beside them, each graduate sitting on the front row while their parents stood behind them. Rachel and Finn were seated together after a quick disagreement but that didn't show in this picture as they were both leaning towards each other with no personal space.