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Nothing Ever Goes According to Plan
Chapter 2: Flowers and a Tip
"Oh my God! You drive like a mad man! I swear you are a delinquent probably practicing for a fast getaways from the cops after you rob a poor defenseless jewelry store! You almost ran over that old lady!" I screeched at the orange headed mad man driving the refrigerator truck. So far we almost hit two light poles, a fire hydrant, an old lady, a group of children, and a little dog crossing the street.
"Will you shut up? You've been yelling ever since you got into this damn truck! I'm not a delinquent, you stupid midget! Besides, that old lady shouldn't have been crossing, the crosswalk clearly had a stop sign on it!" Delivery Boy argued back as he turned into the parking lot of the flower shop. He parked the truck in the loading zone in back of the shop and turned off the ignition. I smacked him over the head with my clipboard and jumped out of the truck.
I sprinted my way to the door of the flower shop and nearly slammed it open. "Hello? I'm sorry to bother you right now, but I really need flowers for a wedding!" I called in to the shop when I noticed there wasn't anyone around. I heard footsteps behind me and I whirled around to see the Delivery Boy behind me with a scowl on his face and his hands in his pockets. I placed my hands on my hips and glared at him.
"Look, you scared them away with your crazy driving skills! What are we going to do now?"
"Come on, my driving skills aren't that bad! Your driving skills are probably worse because I bet you can't even reach the pedals and see over the dash…" Before he could finish his sentence there was a slight throat clearing in back of me. I turned around to see an older woman dressed in a yellow apron decorated with pink cherry blossoms.
"My, my, what do we have here? You two youngsters fight like an old married couple!" The woman laughed lightly covering her mouth with her hand.
"We aren't a married couple!" Delivery Boy and I yelled in unison which only made her laugh more. After her small fit of laughter, she composed herself and asked, "I'm Haruko, what can I do to help you today? I heard you needed flowers for a wedding."
"Hello, I'm Rukia Kuchiki and this is Delivery Boy, it's nice to meet you. Yes, I was wondering if you had a lot of white roses and blue peonies or any other white and blue flowers on hand." I said in my proper business tone I use when I work with the vendors of my weddings. I heard a small scoff coming from behind me and I had to bite the inside of my cheek to prevent myself from turning around and kicking the delinquent in his shins.
"Hmm," Haruko hummed thoughtfully, "we had used the white roses just earlier today and plucked them into just petals, so we have a lot of those. As for the blue peonies we sold our last bunches yesterday and our guy doing stock went out to get more flowers this morning and he won't be back until later tonight. But we do have blue hydrangea and white orchids. How are these flowers?" Haruko asked waving us over to follow her to the back room. We entered the back room and were greeted with the different sweet scents of the flowers that lay across the long wooden tables. She walked us over to a side of the table where there lay large piles of beautiful blue hydrangea and a few flowers over were the fresh white orchids. Seeing the flowers made my mind instantly started running on hamster power as I thought of how I would place the flowers together.
"We'll take them." A slightly gruff voice broke my concentration and I quickly turned on my heels to look at the owner of the said voice. The Delivery Boy had come to my side unnoticed and had started pulling his wallet out of his back pocket. He opened and took out a credit card and handed it over to Haruko.
"That's splendid! Should I wrap them up for you?"
"No, it's alright. We'll take them as is. I have a truck out back."
"Oh, alright! Well then. Please follow me, so you may pay for these flowers." Haruko instructed as she stepped out of the back room with the Delivery Boy following her. But, before completely stepping out of the room, he turned around and smirked, "You better have an idea of what you wanna do with those flowers by the time I get done paying for them."
I smiled inwardly, "Oh, don't worry I'm already working on it." And with that he nodded and stepped out of the back room. I turned my attention back to the flowers lying on the table and picked up a bunch of hydrangea. I ran my fingers lightly over the buttery soft petals and picked up the white orchids laying next to the other bunches of hydrangeas. I placed the two types of flowers next to each other looking at what they would look like if they were placed together in the same flower arrangement.
But then something hit me, we don't even have vases or anything to put the flowers in to create the arrangements. I groaned and placed my forehead into the flowers in my hands, feeling a headache coming on.
"Okay, well the flowers are paid for, so we can move them into the truck. What's wrong?" The Delivery Boy's voice traveled into my ears as he walked near me. I turned to face him and walked a few short strides until I was right in front of him, prodding my finger at his hard chest.
"We don't even have vases to put them in! What are we going to do now? We don't have enough time to go out on a scavenger hunt for twelve vases that will be able to work for the wedding!"
He groaned, face palming himself, "Yeah, you're right. Do think that the vases that the other flowers I have in my truck will work?"
I thought about the tall white, frosted vases that held the other flowers in his truck. I looked back at the flowers in my hand and thought about the vases in the van. "They would be perfect, but I wouldn't feel right using them. Weren't they going to be used in the other wedding on the other side of town? They were someone else's flowers for their wedding day. I couldn't." I frowned, thinking of using someone else's flowers seemed like a sin to me, ruining someone's wedding day because they didn't use the flowers they wanted. Some brides really knew what kind of flowers they wanted for their wedding and they'd be devastated if they couldn't have it.
I was lucky the bride I have has no idea what the flower arrangements looked like because she gave me full creative freedom of what I thought would be good flowers for the wedding because well, she didn't know too much about flowers, but just had to have flowers. The only thing she really wanted was that it was her dream to walk down the aisle on white rose petals. And that's what she'd be getting.
"Well damn, stubborn midget." It took me a lot to resist the urge to step on his foot, "Why don't I just call the shop and see if they can get some replacement vases for the other wedding? The other wedding doesn't start until tonight, so the other driver can come pick of the other wedding's flowers later and get it to the other wedding. It's not like the traffic is going to last all day. So in the mean time, we'll use the vases we have now and everything will be fine." Delivery Boy said as he rubbed the back of his neck.
I stood there, contemplating our options here. Go without vases and ruin my bride's biggest day of her life because I didn't want to use vases that we could get replacements for or use the vases and get replacements for them without the other wedding party having any knowledge of what happened. Yeah, I'm going to go with the latter option.
"Okay fine, let's use the vases in the truck, Delinquent." I agreed with him and he glared at me, but ultimately nodded at my decision. We gathered the large piles of flowers and plastic containers filled with rose petals and trudged all the stuff back to the truck. With Haruko's help, of course. We didn't have much time to go back and forth to get the flowers. I thanked Haruko as the Delivery Boy packed up the truck with our recent purchase.
"Thank you so much, Haruko. You've been a huge help to us." I told her, bowing my head to her.
"Oh my! There's no need for that! It was my pleasure, it's my job! Come by anytime when you need anything, Miss Kuchiki! It's an honor to help such a celebrity!" Haruko smiled, laughing lightly. I felt my face turn red with embarrassment, I'm famous, but I don't need to be called a celebrity or anything.
"Oh I wouldn't say I'm a celebrity! I'm just doing my job. Please call me, Rukia."
"But you are! Your weddings are the most beautiful I have ever seen! Someone who can understand the need of a couple and make their dreams come true is really amazing. You have real talent!"
"Oh my, thank yo.." I was about to finish my sentence when I heard the slam of the truck's door shut behind us. And saw that Delivery Boy was done. He thanked Haruko and told me we had to go. I thanked Haruko again and got in to the passenger's seat. I stuck my head out of the window and waved to Haruko.
"Good bye and good luck! Don't be a stranger and don't forget to bring that hunk of a boyfriend back with you!" Haruko called as she waved back at me. My jaw dropped and quickly called back to her that he wasn't my boyfriend. She laughed and waved us off as the Delivery Boy drove out of the parking lot. Someone as stupid as him would never ever be my boyfriend, ever.
Back at the same palace where we started, at the hotel's loading zone, I jumped out of the truck and sprinted to the back it and swung the door open. The Delivery Boy came to my side as we started to unload the flowers out of the truck. The door leading to the parking lot opened and I turned to see Nel and Momo coming down the slope.
"Rukia! You made it! Here, we'll take some of the stuff to the room, so we can help you put together the arrangements." Nel said hurriedly as she took a few of the older arrangements in her arms. Momo came up and grabbed the hydrangeas in my arms. I had called them on our drive back, so they could help bring the flowers in.
"Okay, thanks you two. Be careful with the flowers that aren't ours. The other wedding is using those." I told them as they started grabbing more things. I filled my arms with the orchids and Delivery Boy took the rest of the arrangements and closed the door with his foot. With that, we went back to the reception room for the wedding, along the way I described what I wanted to do with the flowers.
When we got back to the reception room, everything was already done and ready to go, except the flowers were the only things missing. We carried the flowers to a long folding table I told Momo to put up before we go there.
"Okay, we're going to need more people than the four of us if we want to get this done fast. Nel and Momo, can you two go get some more people to help out?" I asked the two them once they finished setting the flowers down.
They stood in a straight line, with one of their hands to their forehead, saluting to me. "Yes, Ma'am!" and with that they scurried off in search for people. I sighed contently, knowing they'd be able to get help. I turned my attention back to the flowers to see that Delivery Boy was already taking the older flower arrangements off the vases, placing them on a separate table.
I watched as he worked carefully easing the flowers out of their vases, noticing how his long fingers gently wrapped around the bottom of the flowers and how his eye brows knitted together in concentration. I had to admit, he'd never me my boyfriend, but I have to admit with Haruko, he wasn't bad looking. He looked up at me with his light amber eyes, scowling at me.
"What are you looking at? Shouldn't you be working?" He asked, then he smirked, "Or maybe I'm distracting you cause I'm too hot." I scoffed loudly at him, turning my attention back to the flowers.
"Shut up, Asshole Delinquent! I was watching the flowers to make sure you didn't injure the flowers. God, if I looked at you, I might go blind! You're hideously ugly!" I yelled at him, still looking at my flowers. I grabbed some of the hydrangeas into one big bundle, making them look like a mushroom cap.
"Gee, thanks. You aren't very pleasing to the eye either you disgusting midget! I bet every time you look into a mirror you break it cause the mirror can't stand looking at you!" He snorted at me as he finished taking the arrangements apart. He took some of the hydrangeas and started doing the same thing as I was doing to the flowers.
"Are you sure you aren't talking about your pervious experiences with mirrors, Delinquent?"
"I'm sure, I thought the mirrors in the truck were going to break after they saw your ugly face."
"Bastard."
"Bitch."
"Asshole."
"Cougar."
"Cougar? Are you serious? I'm not even old! I don't prey on young boys! You're the one with the creepy windowless truck! You probably lure little children into your truck with candy!" I screeched at him, finishing up the hydrangea bundle, placing it on top of the vase. I grabbed an orchid branch and snipped the steam down to size, sticking the branch at the base of the hydrangeas, so they were draping over the side of the vase.
"Sure you're not old! I hear cosmetic surgery does wonders these days. And I don't lure children to the truck with candy! It's not even my truck! It's the shop's, I have my own car thank you very much." He argued also finishing his bundle of hydrangeas, also placing it on the vase. But instead of adding orchids, he worked on the next bundle of hydrangeas.
"Oh I see you like older women who get surgery! And are you sure the car you have isn't another windowless truck? It seems very likely." I said, snipping away at more branches of orchids.
"Oh sure, I do just love the wrinkly old ladies get surgeries on various parts of their bodies." He said sarcastically, "And I can assure you I don't have a liking for children cause I'm too into the old ladies." I bent my head down and started laughing into the sleeve of my blazer. I heard him laugh too, which I wasn't expecting. And it didn't sound too bad.
"Okay Rukia, we got some people! It looks like we got enough people here, I'm going to go put the rose petals on the aisle, I'll be right back." I heard Nel say as she walked over to the table and grabbed the containers of petals. She smiled at me and dashed out of the room before I could say another word. I looked at the Momo and the five of my employees at her side.
I explained to them what I wanted, showing them the arrangement I was nearly finished with. When I was done explaining, everyone got straight to work, working meticulously and fast to get the work done. And in no time, the arrangements were finished and were being placed on their respective tables. I was placing an arrangement in the middle of a circle of already light candles of different sizes on the table. I stepped back to admire my work, of how the white orchids flowed down from the bundle of hydrangeas and down the sides of the frosted vase and how the candles bathed the orchids and table with a soft amber light. It was very beautiful, but it felt like it was missing something. I looked around the room, at all the tables and how the arrangements faired on the table and then I got an idea. Nel had come back shortly after she decorated the aisle with the rose petals and had some left over. I sprinted across the room and grabbed one of the containers and took it to the nearest table.
I opened the container and began spreading the petals across the center of the table. When I was done I looked at my work and dubbed it beautiful, so I called the Momo and the Delivery Boy over to help me spread the petals to different tables. They took containers of petals and proceeded in the spreading of the petals.
After we were done and the tables we had used for the flowers were cleared out and everything that shouldn't be there was out, I examined the room. The large elegant room was bathed in light blue and candle light, the dance floor had the new couple's monogram reflected on to it, the tables were all set and ready for guests, the wedding cake was off to the side, its own lights shining on to it. I looked at my clipboard over again and everything was checked and accounted for. I looked at the time and there was fifteen minutes until the ceremony and from what I heard from Nel, people were already packing in.
I sighed contently. Everything was perfect. After all the crap I had dealt with earlier, it was over and everything worked out. The flower arrangements I think, were more beautiful than the arrangements we were suppose to get. The Delivery Boy did what he said he would and everything came out great. I'd have to thank him later, but that reminds me, I don't even know his na.." My thoughts were cut off by a sudden wet coldness on my cheek and I squeaked, jumping back from my spot.
I looked to see what it was and saw a can of soda being held up by the Delivery Boy, who was smirking down at me. "Aww, scared of a little can of soda? I thought you were too stubborn to get afraid of a can of soda. But, whatever. Here, this is for you. Take it." He teased throwing me the cold can that fell right into my hands.
"Ass, you just surprised me is all. And why give this to me? What, did you poison it?" I looked at him accusingly. He gave a short laugh.
"Yeah sure, that's what they all say. And no reason, just figured you were thirsty after working so hard for the wedding is all. And nah, I couldn't find any poison around this room anyway." He smirked at me, as if he had actually tried looking for a bottle of the stuff. He probably did look for it. But, now that I think about it, I swallowed and noticed that my mouth was completely dry. "Bastard, but thanks." I muttered and opened the can.
I quickly brought the cool can to my lips and was greeted with the refreshing bubbles of carbonation of the soda. I swallowed it down greedily, not really noticing how thirsty I was until I stopped drinking and noticed I almost finished the entire can.
"God, do you enjoy getting dehydrated or something, so you can pig out on drinks later?" That comment earned him a hard heel stomp of foot, before I continued to drink my soda. He had bent down to rub his foot as he muttered incoherent swear words at me. I just laughed at him.
"Rukia! You're needed at the ceremony! It's going to start soon!" Momo called from the door of the reception room, I turned to her and called back, "Alright! I'll be right there!" She nodded and went away from the door.
"I guess that's my cue to go. Guess I'll be going then if you don't need anything with the flowers." Delivery Boy said as he got up from the ground. I shrugged, "Yeah I guess so. I think we got everything we need here."
"Good," he nodded, turning his back to me as he began walking away. "Yeah, thanks Delivery Boy you really helped me out today! I really appreciate it!" I called out to him.
He stopped walking and said, "Ichigo Kurosaki."
I was confused, "Huh? Who's that?"
"It's my name. Not Delivery Boy or Delinquent," he said and he turned around, giving me a small smirk. "My name is Ichigo Kurosaki."
I returned him the smirk and he turned around and began walking out of the room, putting his hand in the air, like he was waving back to me. Before I knew it, he left the room.
"Ichigo Kurosaki." I said to myself and smiled, "what an asshole." I looked down at me can of soda and took a sip. It's too bad I'll probably not see him again. His name is funny. The perfect name to tease him about being named after a strawberry.
I turned on my heel and began heading for the opposite door. Then it hit me.
I forgot to give him a tip.
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Alright finished this very long chapter! Sorry for the grammar errors! I hope this was better than the last chapter I put up! Maybe this is too boring? I don't know! What do you guys think?
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