Two weeks later.
I never planned a wedding to such famous celebrities. But now I'm beginning to feel the pressure on me. Marissa continuously send me so many emails that changes all the plans I been thinking of. Now she and Beca want a reception in an Irish styled castle and intends to invite five hundred people to their wedding. From the past four days, I've been sitting in my office contacting Ireland and calling thousands of numbers just to find a reception. So far I only got four. My only concern is that Marissa and Beca will dislike them.
Usually, the problem with my clients is mostly money. But these two don't know the meaning of the word budget. Sure they cut some money and still make a successful movie back in the set. But in life, they want everything they can think of till they're satisfied. Well, I'm their fairy godmother who makes that possible. No matter how tired and drowsy I feel, I gotta go to visit the couple to have their final say about the receptions and later book a flight to Ireland.
I feel like I can finally breathe when I got home. Without thinking, I stripped off my clothes and jumped in the shower. I'm starving and ready to take a nap. But I stink bad from sleeping only two hours in my office for four whole days. After my relaxing hot shower, I dried myself off and weakly just slipped on my nightgown. Before I collapsed freely on my bed, my phone buzzed. I sighed in disappointment and answered it.
Marissa's name is printed on the screen. Please no more changes. Please no more changes..."Hey, Marissa."
"Hey, Chloe. I got some bad news."
"Oh?"
"Beca and I can't meet up with you this week."
"Marissa, but I need to show you guys the receptions I booked up for you guys."
"Oh I'm aware of that. But we have a little situation with the lead actress. Right now, I'm trying to get hold of the girl while Beca is outside blowing some steam."
I licked my lips and breathed out a long sigh. "...Well, perhaps I can go to the set myself and discuss it real quick with you guys."
I can hear her curve to a big smile. "Really? Oh Chloe you are a life saver. But are you sure? It's a two hour ride from here?"
"It's fine. Really. This is your wedding. I'll do everything I can to get everything done one by one...So what's the address?"
The ride was really long, I paid a great fee to the cab driver when I got off. It's a beautiful mansion that's so open with transparent glass walls and bright with a heavenly white color.
A lot of cars and trucks were parked outside and all these film equipments were arranged in different areas. I walked across the front of the house that's covered in gray pebbles. Some of the crew members spotted me. One guy ran up to me and stopped me before I got to the door.
"Wait a minute, miss. You can't go in there. We're filming."
"I'm the wedding planner. I'm sure the director knows me. My name is Chloe Beale."
"Oh right. Marissa told us about you. Right this way." He turned around and walked behind the house.
I followed him from behind. The scene in the back of the house is an open green land that has a long and beautiful deep river that's so close to the house. All the crew members and Marissa and Beca were out on the grass. Beca stood behind a large camera, filming a gorgeous couple perform a scene.
The girl gave me a quick look and stopped me. "You have to be quiet. This scene will end in just a moment." She whispered.
I nodded. "I understand." I whispered back.
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The wedding planner • Bechloe
FanfictionChloe was an actress but quit due to a tragic accident and later becomes a wedding planner who is assigned to plan a wedding for the top director Beca Mitchell. But conflicts arise when Chloe gets involved in one of her works and later they unfortu...