Lights comes in through the window from a slit formed between two curtains. The alarm clock rings, blaring loud in the room. Nate lay in bed, eyes wide open staring at the ceiling. His eyes moves towards the alarm clock. “Damned alarm clock!” he hisses as he leans towards the bedside drawer to turn it off. The light from the window flashes on his face.“Can’t even get a damn break!” he complains. His phone vibrates at that very moment and he shuts his eyes close. “Oh Come on! It’s my day off!”He picks the phone up and sees a text from Vine. Sir is it possible for us to meet today to discuss the details regarding your Engagement Party? Vine. He laughs in defeat. “I don’t even wanna get married”. He sits up in bed and rubs his face. He texts her a reply. Sure. Good Morning to you too. Nate Ross. He goes to the window and stares outside, watching a bird by the window sill sing its song. He smiles, another bird flies in, 3 small heads pop out the nests with wide open hungry mou
The wonderful spicy aroma of a casserole wafts through the air as a Charlie Chaplin film plays on the television in Black and White. Abuelita hums a beautiful tune as she cooks. There is a sound at the door which she doesn’t hear.Tony comes in and scouts the entire place from where he is standing, his right arm is crossed behind him by his waist, he signals the person behind him to come in with his right hand and in comes his ‘Band Mate’. She takes his hand as he leads her inside like a princess. He gives her a place to sit, he goes into the kitchen and is astounded when he sees Abuelita in there.“Lord why me?” he asks himself.“Tonio! Look at you looking so skinny!” she says as she gives him a big hug.He manages a smile to hide his nervousness. “Abuelita! I didn’t know you were coming. I’d have cooked for you myself.”“I’m glad you didn’t! with how skinny you look I’m sure it wouldn’t taste nice.” She says. Tony looks a little hurt but smiles through his pain.“I’ll have you know
We are faced with a large mansion on the coast line of Los Angeles, overlooking the ocean. A figure stands up on the roof drinking soda from a can but the sun is right behind him so it’s hard to tell who he is. Gold walks up the door bell and presses it, it buzzes. No reply. She does it again a couple of times but no reply.“RON! Answer me you asshole!”The figure on the roof peers over the edge and sees her standing there, he tips his soda can and lets a little drip on her, she screams in surprise.She looks up but there’s no one there. A few moments later the door is opened by Ron who stands there with a dazzling smile.“Gold honey, how have you been?”She stares daggers at him, she brushes past him violently as she enters the house.“Ouch!” he says with a mischievous smile.Gold drops unto the most comfortable looking sofa, she scans the room filled with so much artwork.“You know as a music idol, one would expect you to have a lot of records at your place but it’s artwork.” She a
Vine lazily stretches her hand to reach for her phone that has been blaring up for some minutes. “Hello?" She says grumpily, slapping the phone to her ear. “Are you still in bed?!" A loud Claribelle shouts through the phone, “Oh My God' I knew you were Incompetent and lazy, I just didn't you were worthless. It's 11:30!!". This is enough to fully wake Vine up and she ends the call. She moves to hurry to the bathroom when she feels some pain between her legs, making her fall back to the bed. She pulls the covers up and looks between her legs to find some blood on the bed. At this point, she realizes she's not only naked, but also not in her room. She lets out a scream and a figure stirs beside her.“Why in the world are you screaming so loudly, at 7 in the morning?", Nate says sitting up on the bed, rubbing his eyes. “Nate.... What have I done?" Vine holds her head in her hands. “Vine... What happened? My head hurts so much." Nate says also holding his head.He takes a better loo
It was the day of the engagement party and Vine would give up anything to be anywhere, but here.Here, as in Clare's room, hearing her rant about how beautiful she looks and how beautiful her children with Nate will be. Now, because of Clare, she hated pink. Everything in her room was pink. Vine just tuned her banter out, and thought of an excuse to give Clare, so she could escape this nightmare.So Vine couldn't have been more happier, when Clare asked her to get her dress and she ripped it out for excitement.Vine happily offered hers to Clare, finally finding a way to get away from her. This time, she wore the dress more gently and Vine helped her to zip it up. “So.. how do I look?" She asks taking a spin for Vine. “Great, you look great." Vine would tell her she looked great even if she didn't, just so that Clare would go with the dress.“I know."Clare began walking out of the room, when she turned back and looked at Vine. “Aren't you coming? Why're you just standing the
Vine walked or rather, ran Into the office, knowing full well that even if she was still 20 minutes early for work, Clare would still have her head for not being there when she needed her.As she walked into the office, Clare was already on her way out.“Great. Just who I needed. I'm traveling. Get my bags." She said and walked past her.Vine just stood there, trying to understand what she just said.“Wait, what?" Vine called out after her.“I believe you're not hard of hearing. I'm traveling for a movie. Iceland to be precise. I'm so excited. I hear the weather is great this time of the year. It's the perfect time for me to try out my custom made Versace Bikini. Now, hurry home, pack my bags." “What about me?" Vine asked.“Oh no, no, no. I won't be needing you. I need you to stay here and plan my wedding. So when I come back, the only thing that's left is to put a ring on my finger." Clare walked away, and Vine just shook her head in disbelief. Clare was so carefree!Vine got her b
Clare walked into the studio and as always, all heads turned to her. A young lady ran up to her.“Good morning, Miss Timbers. I'm Tina and I'll be your personal assistant for the duration of this movie. Please, let me take your bag." Clare removed her glasses, and for the first time, looked at the person talking to her. “Do you think I'd let you touch my twenty thousand dollar Prada bag, with your dirty hands? Take me to your director. I need my private dressing room." Clare looked at her with disgust. Tina took the lead, taking Clare further into the set, past other cast and crew.“Here he is." Tina pointed to a man who wore the director jacket, and whose back was turned to her.She cleared her throat and spoke up.“Mr Director." The man turned to her and she was shocked to see who it was. “Jake… are you kidding me right now?" Jake smiled and dropped the note pad he was holding. He walked up to her with other arms, smiling.“What's up,baby? Aren't you happy to see me?" Clare
Vine walked Into the wedding shop with Elizabeth in front.Vine felt odd and out of place. Everything here was so rich. The shop attendant escorted them to the showroom.“Where is Mr Jean?" Elizabeth asked, referring to the designer. “He's on his way ma'am. He was just caught up, attending to some matters. In the meantime, he asked me to give you some dresses, as per your request."The attendant walked away, and a while later, came out with a cloth rack that held the dresses.“Is she the bride?" She asked.Elizabeth laughed.“Oh, no, no. Not even in her wildest dreams. Does she look anything close to my child? She's just filling in for my beautiful daughter, who is in Iceland for a film."“Okay. Please follow me to the changing room." The attendant said to Vine. She helped Vine Into the first dress. It was a ball gown with long sleeves, with stones embedded in the front. It had a v shaped neckline. Vine suddenly felt so hot when she wore the gown. She looked at herself in the mirr