The Wedding Planner

The Wedding Planner [Chapter 1]

I let out a sigh and looked at myself in the mirror. My peach colored dress had a pattern that had blue colored flowers on it. Simple, but brought out with the knit cream, see-through shirt that I had over it, along with necklaces to jazz it up and a cream tote that carried my binders, portfolios and planners. I had to try and look good in front of Kirk and his fiancee Daphne. 

I hadn't seen Kirk in so long, I couldn't help but wonder what he looked like. Just the  thought made me smile and wonder if he still looked the same. The same light brown hair and hazel eyes. The same broad-shoulders and strong build. Thinking about Kirk made me a little upset, so I pushed the thought of him away, but then again, I would be seeing him later.

I fixed my hair, long and dark brown with no shape or waves added to it. Just it and it's straightness. I made sure none of the mascara on my eyes were clumping and fixed the peachy eyeshadow looked fine. It made my deep green eyes look brighter.

After taking one last look at myself, I left my apartment and locked the door.

"Hey beautiful."

I looked up from the lock to turn around. The twenty-four year old guy that lived across from my apartment stood in his doorway, black hair messy and sticking out in random places and his blue eyes glazed with sleep.

"What, were you staring through your peep-hole to watch me leave?" I asked as I turned around, repositioning my light blue pumps on the second floor leveled walkway. The shoes made me so much taller, and they matched the flowers on my dress.

"That's what creepy guys do, sweetheart," he responded.

"Well, I've got things to do, Westly. Leave me be." I started toward the stairs.

"Bring me home something to eat when you get back, woman," Westly called to me as I walked down the stairs. I just rolled my eyes to his call and walked on to my car. Westly was just this guy who had a lot of interest in me. But he scared me sometimes.

We just knew each other from seeing each other from time to time. He tended to tell me about himself and flirt with me a little too much. And to be honest, I never payed attention to what he ever really told me. I don't even know what his last name is.

I got into my car and took in a deep breath. I was a calm person. I could do this. I waited, and then pulled onto the main road that lead to the cafe I was meeting Kirk and Daphne.

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I parked and paid for my spot in a parking meter. I calmed myself down as I walked through the people against me. I rounded a corner and found the small cafe I was looking for. Panera Bread.

I went in and looked around . I could feel my hand self-consciously pulling the skirt of my dress down as my gaze fell on a couple.

"Kirk?" I called semi-quietly.

The man with light brown hair turned around. It was Kirk. I smiled helplessly and he rose to his feet. We met up and he hugged me tightly. It felt unbelievable to hug him and be comfortable with him again.