Hey everyone I wrote this chapter to celebrate the new year. Woohoo to 2008 hello 2009!!! Sorry I haven't been very good with updates. I'm busy with school and family life, you all know how it is. But I have done it and I will try my best.

My Big Fat Fabolous Wedding

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Diamonds and Rubies

I really didn't see any point in bothering to wait for my clients. Sandy being the way thatshe is, would have probably taken forever and a day to get ready, even though it is kinda crud, I can't help but say it.

We decided to meet in Hatton Gardens, a top class jeweller in London. With the reputation of this store, Syaoran wouldn't be leaving anytime soon, neither would I for that matter. This job was becoming more and more demanding with each passing client. No doubt that the wedding was going to be a great success, but I fell that somehow this wedding may not be one of my best works. I just hope..no pray that for once I'm wrong about things.

Hatton gardens wasn't a far as I anticipated it to be, just a taxi ride and a short walk and I stood face to face with the crystal clear windows of the spectacular store. The store held class, integrity and sophistication. The marble floors were sparkling clean and the long, tall, deep velvet draperies stood out, bold and rich.

A middle aged woman, with reddish-brown hair smile brightly at me. You know one of those fake smiles that say 'I-don't-care-so-long-as-you-buy-the-most-expensive-things-and-I-get-my-pay'. She flashed me one of those smiles, showing off the pearly white.

In her hands I could see that she was holding 'The Sun' newspaper. And you would never guess who was on the cover...Syaoran and Sandy, surprise surprise. I have to purchase one of those sometime today.

The woman stepped forward and held out her hand, with that same smile plastered on her face. "Hello, Miss Kinimoto? I've read all about you in the newspapers. It's a pleasure to meet you." She shook my hand vigorously.

Lady you barely know me, I found myself thinking. What else was I suppose to say to that, except "It's a pleasure to meet you too...?" I had the same smile plastered on my face, but my eyes told a different story.

"Angela Jones, call me Angela."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Angela. I'm terribly sorry for the wait but, you see my clients haven't arrived yet, so until they do show up I can't start anything."

"Oh, that's fine. Have a seat. Would you like anything to drink? A cup of tea or coffee?"

Normally, I would have declined but today, I skipped out on breakfast and my stomach wasn't cooperating with so I ended up sitting in one of those fancy, plush chairs with a cup of tea and a magazine.

Ten minutes passed by...thirty...forty-five and finally and hour had passed by until Your royal highness and Her royal pain arrived. Sandy walked right by, having no sense of shame or even regret that she was and hour late, dressed in a strapless Ivory dress that ending two inches above her knees, a black Chanel jacket and jewelled high heels. Her eyes were covered by over sized sunglasses and her blond hair fell, left out.

"I'm very sorry, for our late arrival, but you know how ruthless reporters are nowadays," Syaoran apologized, with a grin. I must say, it doesn't take a smarty pants the IQ of 120 to figure out why Sandy wanted to marry this guy. Syaoran was pretty good looking and that Dior suit was making him look even more appealing.

"Angela, these are my clients Mr Li Syaoran and Miss Sandy Wilkins."

"Hello, it's such a pleasure to meet you, please call my Angela." She put on the smile again, shaking their hands, offering them a seat and beverages. After everyone got settled down, we got down to business.

"So, shall we start of with the wedding bands?" Angela asked.

Sandy scoffed and waved the idea aside. "Wedding bands?! No no no no! We would like to start with the bridal wear." The 'we' meaning 'I'. I could only roll my eyes at how pathetic she was being. Only caring about what she wanted whilst Syaoran had to pay for it all. Sandy was someone I knew I wouldn't see eye to eye to, being the selfish and inconsiderable woman she was.

"As you wish." Angela pulled out several boxes of jewellery. At that moment Sandy's eyes lit up. You could probably see them shining like diamonds even if the lights we switched of. "Let's start of with the rings, shall we?" Angela gave a toothy smile her pearly whites shining, impeccably. This was where the rich bitch and her money grubby paws feasted on any shiny rock her eyes could catch.

By the end of it all Sandy had: a white gold diamond encrusted wedding band, a white gold diamond cluster ring, a classic white gold diamond bracelet, a diamond choker and gold diamond studs. And THAT was only for the wedding reception. For he actual party, she also got a: 17 inch genuine ruby and topaz gems, ruby and diamond droplets.

Altogether Syaoran had spent: £3,328.96 on jewellery and Sandy carried 13 1/2 worth of carats home. I feel sorry for him, to have to see a guy like him getting in married to a woman like her. I've seen things like this happen before and these marriages only tend to last from four to six months, mainly because the partner love money more then each other, it may have been arranged or the issue of children may be a problem. I mean there are a lot more problems but these are the ones the keep reoccurring.

We scheduled to have lunch before meeting with Tomoyo. The Clos Maggoire was a very classy restaurant, beautifully designed and very elegant. I booked us in with our reservations and Sandy looked somewhat impressed but I didn't come here to impress her I came here to eat, the whole skipping out on breakfast thing really didn't work for me.

I order char-grilled wild scallops with Ratte potatoes and watercress colis, Sandy had the same whereas Syaoran ordered a more meaty meal; Pan fried duck with stuffed chicken wing and lentil salad.

"So Sakura, tell me a little bit about yourself," Syaroan asked casually as he sipped his glass of white wine.

"Well, you know when you get to that stage of life, where you don't know exactly what you wanna do? I went through that for years. You know how it is. I did a few odd jobs here; working in cafes and stuff. I graduated from university and luckily my dad had a few connections and I landed a job in this department and here I am. Oh and I only have one older brother, but trust me if you knew him, one would be enough. And you?" It wasn't half bad, having a conversation with him, apart from the fact that Sandy always had to scoff here and there. Byotch!

"Well I'm twenty-four, My father died when I was four. I have four older sister and trust me, one older brother doesn't seem so bad, compared to what I have. I graduated university with a business degree and everything my father held, in terms of business and wealth, was passed onto me. I have two nieces and that's about it really." Syaoran ended with that smirk of his. I really didn't want to ask Sandy, but she was my client and as I much as I wanted to ignore her and focus on Syaoran, I could see the headings for news paper now if I did:

"SECRET AFFAIR BETWEEN CLIENT AND PLANNER!"

"SANDY VS. KINOMOTO...THE BATTLE FOR LI!"

"LOOK OVER THERE...IT'S THE WEDDING CRASHER!"

Yes I know it seem a bit wild and far-fetched, but things had a way of happening. First it's starts out with a small convo like now, then the rumors start flying around from anonymous people, then paparazzi take pictures of me and my client, reporters are on our case and BAM! All this lands in tomorrow's newspapers before I can even blink, then their families slate on me, next thing you know I'm out of a job and living on the street next to a drunk hobo, who believes any cat that comes along is a long lost ancestor! Like I said, it seems crazy, but thing like this can happen. Although being associated to famous people can have it's ups and it can also have it's downs; you're exposed to all kind of things happening to you.

I just had to do it. Come one Sakura you can do it, just four stinkin' words! "How about you, Sand-!" Saved by my cell. It was Tomoyo-at times like these, I just love her so! For the first time ever, I actually gave her a genuine smile. "I'm sorry. Excuse me for me for a bit." I quickly legged it to the bathroom.

"Tomoyo, I love you so much. Bless you!" I screamed into the phone.

"Sakura are you okay?"

"Yeah, course I am. I'm just so happy to hear your voice. Have I told you that you are a blessing from above."

"Uh huh, are sure you're not just saying that because I got you away from Sandy?"

"No...why would you think that?! Totally absurd!!"

"Yeah...anyways, I just called to make sure we are still on for today?"

"Yeah, now you'll finally get to meet that woman!"

"Yep, I'm looking forward to meeting the woman. Just make sure you get on time, I have a surprise for you!"

"What is it?! Tomoyo, stop laughing like that! No seriously don't do it. It's scary."

"See ya later!"

Gosh! She so screwed me over. Whatever it is that she needs to tell me can't be good...well at least for my health anyways. She's planning something real dirty for me, I can just feel it. I have a sixth sense when it comes to dodgy things. Trust me I know what I'm talking about. Tomoyo is a very interesting character, she does this thing with her eyes and then her laugh goes really high pitched and then she'll start choking on her laugh, and that's only when she's hiding something from me. Imagine her when she's lying, caught lying and caught eavesdropping. But the worse has got to be when she's drunk. Something just occurred to me...this day may never actually end for me...and now I'm flippin pissed!

And...C U T !

Till Next Time...

M A D D ii E -x