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My wedding planner is one unique woman

The phone kept ringing unstoppably for about a solid ten minutes while Star cursed under her breath. The continues calls made it clear for her, she figured out immediately who was calling which actually got her even more angrier. Becca knew better than to call the blond in such an early hour especially after a tiring day. However if Star knew anything about her friend then it would be that she was stubborn, hell she was! And she wouldn't stop until achieving her goal; apparently today that goal was her.

But truth to be told, Rebecca was always a huge help for Star and she can't imagine how she would've managed her work and her life on this dimension without her. The two women first met when Star arrived at LA, she thought about experiencing the night life so she went to a nearby club where she found Becca, the latter had just saved her from two perverts, it's not like the princess couldn't take them on her own but she was kind of naïve and ignorant when it came to the habits of earth's drunk boys at parties back then, everything just slid casually from there as the girls talked about their love for adventure and trying out fun stuff; they even exchanged phone numbers, however the blond didn't expect to see her again two weeks later applying for a job at her newly found company, when questioning about it, Rebecca only shrugged saying she was bored from her old job and this seemed like a fun and exciting opportunity plus she was sure Star would defiantly end up her project in a mess without her. She protested at first but was later grateful that she found a great worker and a greater friend to be with.

After some more ringing and cursing, the princess felt annoyed and guilty for not answering her friend's call, well mostly the first. With a frustrated groan she finally grabbed her phone and drew it close to her face, her eyes quickly shot in pain duo to the bright light but she forced them to open just a little to confirm her suspicions and not-to-her surprise it was Becca.

"What is it?" she asked in a sleepy voice while fighting a yawn.

[Come. Here. Now!] Were the only three words she heard across the phone.

"No way! Let me sleep!" answered the blond finally giving in and letting the yawn out.

[Oh, geez, don't tell me you spent the night out again! Agh never mind just get your butt over here]

"What's up with you, it's not even seven for goodness sake! And what are you even doing in the company at this hour? Are you the new cleaning lady or something? "

[Ha. Ha, well you should be thanking this cleaning lady and consider giving her a promotion because if it weren't for her you would've missed the biggest opportunity of your life.] Said her friend; with clear pride and confidence in herself as usual. Star rose a tired eyebrow even though she knew the girl couldn't see her, however as if a sign Rebecca continued her explanation.

[they called, you know the important customer you were supposed to meet later,] she stopped letting a sly smile, [and yeah, they have an important assignment or something and asked to change the time, of course I couldn't object and well let's say you have about…hmm… let's see…] she took a glance at her watch, [15 minutes to get here]

"WHAT?!" the princess yield and threw herself up from the bed, she grabbed whatever clothes she laid her hands on and rushed to the bathroom. In normal condition Star would never get up from bed just to meet some snobby rich person; sleep and friends before anything! But if the Diaz family were anything like her employees and friends described, then one wrong move; even with their future daughter-in-law; could cause the fall of her dreams, therefore her trip to earth would end and she sure didn't want to go back to Mewni any time soon, her comfy pillow had to wait.

"OW! Why is the water so cold! It's freezing!" she screamed while the other girl on the line rolled her eyes in disappointment, a big smile crossing her lips.

Meanwhile, outside the SBPOC, a young man dressed in a grey business suit descended from his black limousine, he took a quick glance observing the building before him. Finally he took a deep breath and entered.

The trip across the small hallway seemed to never end as his anxiety and worries were getting the best of him, he doubled his speed when he saw the reception desk, praying that everything will go smoothly.

There in front of him was a woman, in her early twenties he could assume, she was wearing a simple white dress with some lavender flower prints but he couldn't see it length from where he was standing, she also wore a light pink cardigan with her hair put on a bun, "elegant" he thought to himself as she was treating some papers on her desk clearly drown and concentrated in whatever she was doing, "and quiet serious and hard working too!" he remarked but quickly shook his head, curse his over-the-top observation! He must stop analyzing people's personalities and judging them by first looks.

He awkwardly cleared his throat in hope to get her attention which it thankfully did, her green eyes widened in surprise and she automatically stood up trying to regain her composure.

"Oh, mm w-welcome, it's an honor to have you here" she said throwing a sympathetic smile and extending her hand for him to shake, "even though you're a little bit earlier" she murmured but he still heard her, and it made him sweat even more.

"Miss Butterfly has…some…uh-important matter to take care of but she should be here any second now" she spit the last part with some angriness, "please, wait for her in her office"

He nodded and she led him to the room before shutting the door close and heading back to her work. He sighed observing the room, the walls were yellow with different colored motifs: butterflies, hearts, balloons…, it had two widows with white curtains, two white and baby blue couches were put opposite to each other with a glass table in the middle, behind one of the couch her desk was set, it was kind of messy for his own like though. Other stuff that failed to catch his attention included some drawers, a television, a weird mirror, the mini fridge… all in all, he noted, it certainly didn't look like an office, but more like…like a teenage girl's room. With a long sigh he walked to the couch and settled himself there, the feeling of being unwanted rising in his chest after the previous woman's actions, "why did I have to be the one coming here?" he thought while playing with the vase's position on the table trying to ease his self.

"I really must buy a car!" whispered the blond as she ran down the rod trying to reach her meeting, she looked at her watch, 7:10, "oh crap, I skipped breakfast but I'm still late! She's probably already waiting for me!" her frown turned to a relived smile when she spotted the familiar building.

She stood there waiting for the light to turn green while staring at her company's colorful signboard. The building, which was a few blocks away from her apartment, had two floors. The first one was composed from the reception, the bathrooms, Aiden's bureau, and the storage room at the very end of the hall, while for the second floor, Star, Rebecca and Amelia's offices were set there along with a free room that they turned to a rest one for them and for the different coworkers that often helped organize the parties, it was provided with couches, coffee machines, even a bed!

It wasn't that huge but Star really loved that place and was deeply attached to it, when her work started getting bigger; many has tried to convince the princess to move to a larger and more prestigious building but she refused, it was where she started and where she will finish! Plus there was a cute Café nearby and many restaurants down streets, who could possibly want to move to another building leaving all this grace behind and risking to starve with no certain food providers.

As the light changed its color, she ran inside finding an irritated Becca deep in thoughts while walking back and forth.

"I'm here! What did I miss?" yelled the princess, announcing her presence.

"Finally! What took you so long?"

"Not my fault, I mean seriously there's no normal person in his sane mind that would ask for a meeting in this hour, right?"

"I don't know, maybe the ones who don't spend all their night partying till it's dawn, then showing up to work like hot-late mess?" said the pinkette while adjusting Star's hair.

The letter puffed her cheek in defense, "I was working!"

"I don't recall any party you needed to go to after midnight?" she added pulling on the blonde hair.

"Whatever, It was an emergency!"

She sighed, "no time for that, I'll scold you later, now hurry up!" and she pushed her to the stairs.

"I've never been this nervous since my first official planning!" murmured the princess, "let's just hope she likes the blondes" she joked and went upstairs

"Oh wait I forgot! You're not meeting her…but the groom" added Rebecca but unfortunately it was too late, as Star didn't hear her.

"Here I go don't screw it up girl!" she thought to herself, oh god why did she listen to her friend, they're just exaggerating, the Diaz's are not that powerful and stern, nothing bad would happen if she messed up just a bit, right? Knowing that she was going nowhere like this, she decided to finally stepping in the room putting on a fake smile to hide her nervousness.

"Good morning Mrs. Diaz!" announced the blond as she tossed her bag on the desk, she was too busy trying to act casual to notice the person she was supposedly talking to. "I hope you don't mind me calling you that since you'd technically be called like that a few months from now, but if you feel uncomfortable … "

The men kept looking at her in wonder as she moved across the room while talking, and talking, and talking in nonsense! The worst part was that she thought he was a woman, did she even bother check with her secretary or know about the call earlier! He sighed, she was quiet different from the other girl he met outside, "was this really the famous Star Butterfly that could handle any party whatever it was?"

"Sorry, I guess I started bubbling…. Again, anywho do…Uh…" she stopped in her track with the two cups of coffee in her hand; she titled her head a bit and observed the person before her. "Okaaay, this is…weird" she thought as she stared at him .

"Hurry up! Say something don't stare in him like that!" she scolded herself then cleared her throat. " I'm so sorry but I was supposed to meet …uh…a woman?"

"no need to apologies, it's my fault" he politely responded, "my fiancée had an urgent deal to take care of and I was apparently the second in line choice to attend this meeting" he said trying to push his annoyance aside, "though if you were more keen and careful about your work you would have already known!"

"Oh, I see, s-so you're, you're the D-Diaz family's only son and heir?" she put the two cups on the table and he awkwardly nodded, she was kind of freaking out right now; meeting the daughter-in-law of a huge business empire was something but meeting the actual-real frigging thing was something else completely different! The blonde took a deep breath trying to regain her composure, she can't let this slid from her fingers because of her insecurities and unpreparedness! She needed to man-up! Or maybe woman-up? She at last extended her hand, "I'm Star Butterfly, you're wedding planner from today on!"

"Nice to meet you, I am Marco Diaz, the guy you're supposed to plan his wedding from now on", he sheepishly added but quickly regret it, oh, shoot! How could he blurt something like that! To his relief Star only laughed.

"Well, pleasure doing business with you Mr. Diaz!" she smiled, "I guess this isn't as bad as I thought"

After some moments of silent and sipping the hot brown liquid, Marco finally spoke up.

"So, Miss Butterfly…" he begun but was suddenly interrupted.

"Please, call me Star. Everyone does, plus it sounds awfully formal and boring."

He blinked but ignored her words, going back to the subject.

"Have you any thoughts about the wedding? You know how you would like the food, the decoration, any specific theme or recommendations?" she picked her pen and a notepad ready to write down any important details to help her in her mission.

He took a moment of thinking though he was sure it was unnecessary since he had made up his mind before coming and new exactly what to say. The brunette took a look at her and she gave him a reassuring smile, something he wished she didn't do because his mouth decided to act at his own and blurt out not so unwanted thoughts.

"Well, I always imagined to get married by the blue-greenish ocean just like the color of her eyes, the weather would be nice, and the setting sun would throw her rays blessing our vows and…" he quickly raised his hand and covered his mouth, what did he do? That was embarrassing! But most importantly why did he do it!

"How romantic!" the blonde sighed deeply but stopped herself, "I-I mean it was…Deep, yeah really deep, we could work with that"

"F-forgive me, I don't know what got into me, however the wedding shall be as my mother has previously recommended" he cleared his throat going back to his serious business mode, "it will be held in a church and the reception shall be in one of our ballrooms with simple and elegant decoration that suits ours and our parent's background and class."

"But, but Mr. Diaz think about all the possibilities, why have an ordinary wedding when there can be much more! I know! We can set…" and with that she started babbling once again about the different themes of parties that they can organize.

He just sat there looking at her as she spoke, excitement gleaming in her eyes. Marco thought about stopping her, telling her that she was annoying and making him have a headache, that everything she said or did can't change his opinion or at least his father's. But he didn't, he didn't want to stop instead he listened to her with passion, surprisingly she wasn't bothering him, he actually found it amusing and enjoyable, he even let out a small chuckle, something he hasn't done for quiet the time now.

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RING, RING, RING.

The ringing phone brought him to reality but not her, as he swept the screen and put the device closer to his ear, he could see that she was still talking nonstop.

"Hello? …Yes, yes of course…I will be there in an instant…Thank you" he tossed the phone back in his pocket and sighed before looking at the blonde woman.

"Miss Butterfly?" he asked in a quiet tone.

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No response.

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"Miss. Butterfly?" a little bit louder.

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Still, nothing.

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"MISS. BUTTERFLY!" he yelled and she only blinked at him before smiling widely.

"Star, please" she noted again.

He sighed, "I need to go, something came up", he fished a small card from his jacket and handed to her, "My card, you can or I will call you when there is an opportunity for future meetings" she nodded a little bit disappointment.

As he walked to the door and begun to open it, he heard her stood up and saying. "You know, we only live once, love once, and get married once, that is why I think…You should take advantage of that and do it as your heart wish not like everyone want, after all it's your wedding"

He thought for moment, "I shall see you soon" and he left just like that, Star a few steps behind him.

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Becca dazedly smiled as he left and entered his limo, while her boss crossed her hands and looked at him with concern.

"Isn't he cute!" she exclaimed and the princess rolled her eyes in disgust.

"You say that about, literally, every boy you meet"

"Oh, common! Don't tell me you didn't find that little mole and his constant anxiety adorable?"

"Right. Just don't get your hopes up, the guy is getting married." Becca puffed her cheeks as her friend let a small snort, "Anyways I'm going to sleep a bit, can you order me some breakfast? Ok thanks!, bye!~" she sang and quickly climbed to her office not letting her a chance to response.

In the car, Marco was thinking about the woman's words when his phone suddenly went off, he grabbed it and saw the ID's caller, "Ferguson O'durguson"

[Hey dude! What's up?]

"Nothing really, I just finished and going back to the company"

[Oh, right you had a meeting with a crazy party chick or something] the brunette rolled his eyes and corrected his friend.

[So does she stand to her reputation? Or is she just a party boozer like you?]

"Shut up."He sighed, "I guess…well…I don't know how to put it on words….there's something about her that's different, weird….I guess she's one unique woman"

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