( Alys Prov)
"Ugly, why the long face?"
[ NOTE Guys !! Panget means ugly guys if U see it in the translation please don't get confused because I have to translate the chapter and revise it 3 or 4 times before uploading. because some words don't get translated at once. So, I translate every word which is not translated by the translator specifically so u understand each single thing but Translating again for some thing like panget means ugly its a bit annoying so please understand if it comes because that's what the nickname tripp has given to alys. That's all guys!! Enjoy reading đź’ž]
I looked up. I was so tired, I didn't even realize Tripp was here! God!
I immediately stood up and hugged him. "Sorry, Panget. It's because of Cristine!" I said then vented out my frustrations.
As far as I am concerned, I'm not a wedding planner. But why the hell am I planning Drake's wedding?! I was caught off guard! She suddenly asked me if I was willing to be a wedding planner since their wedding planner suddenly resigned (which is weird! If that's the case, I would sue whoever that woman is! You don't cancel just weeks away from my wedding!) then she asked me if I could. It took me blank minutes to think and before I could even say a word, she hugged me! And the rest was history.
Tripp made himself comfortable on the couch inside my office. I was still at my shop. It's good that I've got a staff, thankfully because of Tofer. Remember when his dad fired all the guy staff at his resto bar? I gladly offered those dudes a job. They accepted it so I'm okay now.
"You could cancel," he said. It's a good thing he didn't freak out... oh, well. I left out the part where I should have mentioned that Drake's the groom. Why didn't he know? He's Palma, after all. His cousin is getting married, hello??
I shook my head. I can't say no to Cristine, she's super nice. Her Mom got me a job! I'll serve pastries at one of her events at the re-opening of the art gallery. How could I say no when her Mom just offered me my biggest break here in the Phil? Her Mom's art gallery is one of the finest!
Tripp has been waiting for me since I promised him a dinner, Tofer and I were also there because he said he misses Tripp too. Really thick-faced! Just a girlfriend?
I finished the run down of the wedding invites first. In fairness, I know all the invitees! Even my family, invited. Oh, well. Maybe Cristine and Mom are family friends. After all, the elite world is just too small.
"I'm done," I said. I approached Tripp and offered him my hand. Before he could stand up, he pulled me down so I sat down next to him. He embraced me and rested his head on my shoulder. "Mushy much?" I said laughing.
"You're so busy, Perez. You don't have time for me," he said.
I kissed his cheek and patted his head. "So let's have dinner now, right?" I reminded him. Yes, I've been real busy. Gigs here and there make Alys timeless for her boyfriend. And besides, he's also busy with his work. We're all busy, actually. Of course we're not high school students anymore, we already have our own jobs.
"But Tofer is with me," he complained. I chuckled at his annoyed expression. "Why is Tofer with me?"
I explained to him that his cousin really misses him. Wow! Take responsibility, Marco. Are you Tofer's favorite cousin? Play nice. Hahaha!
We passed Tofer at his restobar. There were a lot of people at Tofer's bar, in fairness!
We went straight inside but Tofer's nowhere in sight. Where is he?
"Where's Tofer?" I asked one of the bartenders. He said Tofer was in the office and so I went there. I knocked but no one's answering so I went in right away.
There he was, talking to someone over the phone. "What? No! Don't send them a notice, I'll arrange for it, okay? You hear me? Good."
I stood by the door. Cristofer Ann looked annoyed, a. Sometimes I only hear him scream once. It still feels odd.
He was surprised when he saw me standing at the door to the point that he even held his chest. Seriously?
I entered his office. "You should control your caffeine intake," I uttered. His office wasn't exactly girly. I was expecting a room that looked like Hello Kitty puked all over it that everything was... pink.
He nodded and he arranged his things. "Have you been here?" he asked.
I shook my head. "Just long enough to hear your supposed assault over the line. Who are you talking to?" I asked him. He doesn't fume, that's why I'm curious now! Who could possibly be capable of making Tofer angry? That's awesome, huh! Idol!
He shook his head. "Stalker. Really disgusting! I'm not his type, ew."
I laughed as I followed Tofer out of his office. Now he was telling a story about his female stalker who apparently, he was on a blind date with! Tofer's father was awesome, did he really think Tofer was gay to the point of asking him to go on a blind date?
"Tripp!"
And... there goes the reunion of two star crossed lovers.
"What the hell, Tofer!" Tripp said as he tried to free Tofer from his embrace. Me? I sat there watching the cousins do PDA. They look freaking cute! Tofer has a huge crush on Tripp, huh! Should I be nervous? Lol. That would be incest!
While Tofer was busy annoying the hell out of Tripp, my phone vibrated. Cristine's calling! Ugh. Can't I have one peaceful night with my guy and my best boy friend?
"Hello?" I said, finally answering the call after debating inside.
("Alys, sorry to bother you with this, huh? But I'll be going to Paris for a convention. I won't be back until the day of my marriage. Please coordinate with Drake that's it?")
"WHAT?!"
("I'm sorry, really but this one's really important, eh.")
Is she mental? She will leave and come on the day of the wedding itself?!
"Can't we just you know, push the wedding back?" I suggested. Because what she is thinking is impossible! How does she feel, she will come suddenly then poof, she and Drake will get married? Ugh! She's making me crazy!
("No, no. The date will be the same. I'm just leaving, Alys. You can call me, still. It's just that, my physical presence is gone. Drake is still there, okay? Bye. My flight is now! Thanks a lot, Alys! Break a leg!")
WTF Major WTF!
Just when I was busy cursing all the gods inside my head, I received the most blood boiling text ever!
From: unknown number
Cristine's gone. It's you and me... again. Hello, pseudo bride. Make your groom happy, you read?