The next day, Kayla and Laura meet up with Go-Go to makeup. Go-Go and Kayla argue back and forth for a bit, but then they kind of stray away from the subject. Go-Go tells them that she’s getting married. I’m sure this will only be the classiest of weddings. Kayla offers to help and Go-Go says she can plan the wedding. Do I get an invitation? I’ll only come if it’s being filmed for TLC of course. I’m ready for my reality TV debut.
Go-Go and Robbie are going through a fast food restaurant when Go-Go gets a call from her mother. Her mother tells her that she’s getting out of jail soon and Robbie talks to her for a bit.
Back at Chalet de Kay-laa (z snap), Richard and Kayla sit down with Danielle, the 14 year old. She’s really pretty. When I was 14, I was awkward. Now 7 years later I’m still awkward. Thanks puberty! They talk about the party and about that little boy Danielle likes. Her dad gets mad and says that they better not look at each other. He also threatens to pull her out of school if he finds out that somethings going on. That’s a bit harsh there. Her little sister is sitting there and both of them start crying. Well Well, in the words of Ron Burgandy…
The two girls storm out the room all upset.
Boys are nothin’ but trouble.
Nettie and Kay-laa meet up again to go out to eat. Is that all these people do? And how do they stay so skinny? They chit chat a bit and then Kay-laa tells Nettie that she wants to meet Robbie, since you know, Go-Go is getting married and all that. Nettie is all SAY WHAT? and gets pissed off that she wasn’t the first person to know. Then Nettie gets even more pissed off that Kay-laa is being the wedding planner. I think we got our communication lines crossed a bit here.
Later that night, Nettie and her crew are making outfits when Mellie calls. Nettie is still mad that Go-Go has yet to tell her that she’s getting married. Then Go-Go tells Nettie that Kay-laa wanted to plan the wedding. HOLD ON. Kay-laa asked if she could do anything to help and Mellie was the one who said she could plan the wedding. asajdfjaldfaksflasf, I don’t even know what I’m saying anymore.