Author's Note: Sup, so yeah I'll be releasing two chapters this time around because I know some of you guys really suffered with my lack in ability to write shit.
Heather:
"No, no, NO!" Heather practically screamed as Lindsay, Gwen, Bridgette and Courtney stepped out toward her, surprised she was so mad. Heather was utterly confused and speechless by exactly what was happening right in front of her eyes. She certainly hadn't thought that a couple of old "friends" would drop by, especially when she hadn't given them any details on the fiasco she was already dealing with. But even with the crazy circumstance, she had to admire their choice in clothing for the evening. Lindsay and Courtney both chose a more formal, elegant look, Lindsay wearing a pink dress up to her knees, hair in a bun. Courtney wearing a gray sliver dress that brushed her ankles, hair curled up high and her PDA in hand. Gwen and Bridgette dressed more causally in a professional, respectful way. Gwen wearing signature colors of blue, black and green in her gown, but still as pale as ever. Bridgette going with her colors of sky blue, in shimmering dress with notable dolphin earrings of all things.
"Wha- WHAT are you doing here… All of you?" Heather demanded to know, emphasizing how much she didn't want them here. Like things weren't bad enough. "Wow, it's nice to see you too Heather." Courtney said sarcastically. Rolling her eyes, Heather asked once more in a more calming tone, "Okay, what are you four doing here? And besides that, even if Ineeded help which I so don't, I don't get why Bridgette is here anyway. She doesn't work with us."
Sighing, Courtney tiredly explained how she had gotten a phone call from Heather's phone, asking for more employees from her wedding business to help with a big party coming up on Christmas. The man said he was the groom-to-be and would really appreciate the help since Heather seemed like she had too much to handle on her own. "I know you may think you can handle this all on your own, but trust me Heather, this kind of party takes a lot of work to pull off. And it'snot going be easy..." Courtney tried to advise, using her pointer finger to show her authority in party planning. Scoffing, Heather replied "And you don't think I know that? I've been racking my brain for weeks on this stupid thing to be done with and I thought I had everything planned. That is, until you guys popped out of no where." Courtney and Gwen gave her an irritable look, rolling their eyes.
"Oh my gosh! We're really sorry Hannah!" Lindsay said, clamping her hands with sincere sympathy. 3 years and she stillgets my name wrong… Heather processed. She couldn't even try to deal with Lindsay at the moment, she was pretty sure if Courtney, or Bridgette saw Alejandro walk through those doors, he'd be history. "Wait, so this "groom-to-be", he didn't say his name? Or sound familiar…?"
"Um, no he didn't. All he asked was for a couple of employees to come over here ASAP." Bridgette said. Unfortunately, anyone who didn't have a deep wish to punch (or kiss) Alejandro wasn't available at the moment. Perfect. How ironic that two of the four women that were under his manipulation during Total Drama World Tour are here now, "helping him" without even knowing it, of course. Life really is funny sometimes. Or Alejandro is an excellent manipulator.
Heather didn't know exactly what Alejandro had in mind but she knew that she probably wouldn't like it when she finds out. Taking a deep breath and exhaling deeply, puffing her cheeks out, she moved the girls into another room to discuss rushed rescheduling that would have to be planned to cope with this new-found staff of hers.
Alejandro:
Walking through the group of women who gossiped and the men who raved on about their success, Alejandro couldn't feel more out-of-place. Yes, he knew all of them, every name, every incident, and every success, with the help of the gossiping women who, quite frankly, really couldn't keep quiet even if their life depended on it. He hadn't seen most of them in years. With all the business they were so heavily invested in, it was rare when the whole family could get together. Alejandro would usually see his close cousins, aunts and uncles. Generally those associated with his parents, come to this sort of thing. Something obviously didn't feel right but he couldn't quite place it at the moment.
Making his way to the food tables with the many caterers, he checked the choices Heather had made arranged for the evening. He had to admit, he was quite impressed in her selections. He remembered eating many of these, hundreds of time when he spent summers in Spain. Many fond memories as well, causing mischief as a child, only to get away with it because of his sweet face, politeness and the innocent demeanor he had perfected.
Sighing, he left the table, contemplating on the evening. The girls should have arrived fairly soon. If he knew Heather (and he did), Heather could find a way to make them take care of any actual work that she was supposed to do so she could take advantage of the night and enjoy herself as she rightfully deserved. He hummed sweet songs to himself, putting himself in a generally happy mood for the evening. With so many family members to be attended to, he could sneak out without being noticed and have Heather and himself back by the last hour of the night. Unless they decided to stay out for drinks and laughs which would mean sleeping at a hotel until morning time. Burromuerto men did tend to indulge themselves when they could for even just one night.
He suddenly felt an arm wrap through his, locking tightly, and not releasing grip. Finding himself heading toward his brother with Esmerelda in hand, or arm, he groaned silently. Exactly what he needed, quality time with his no-good older brother, and his latest girlfriend of the week (or perhaps 2-4 days at the very least), practically clinging to his arms, almost afraid he'll run away as soon as he has the chance. Though Alejandro wouldn't blame him if he did. José's history with past girlfriends weren't exactly… the best. His usual standards in a girlfriend were hot, sexy, and gorgeous.Regardless for any real opinion they had on a subject or how desperate they were to keep a real charmer like him for any longer. The number of bad break-ups with girlfriends begging to be taken back, fighting with his other ex/current girlfriend, and stalking him at the moment were too high to count. It can go without saying that José was a horrible judge of character in all aspects except for how long a girl could satisfy him, he was both an extreme, and cruel heart breaker.
At least Alejandro could be more considerate when he decided to break up with his ex girlfriends. Sometimes they did end badly, other times they ended well off enough for them to be fine saying hello once in a while.
"Es bueno verse de nuevo, …Al" José said in native tongue, earning a slight twitch in the eye from his younger brother. Taking in a very deep breath to keep his cool, he coldly and bluntly replied "Ti odio" in fluent Italian, knowing that the girls wouldn't understand that part of their little conversation. "So…" Esmerelda awkwardly started off with, "It's nice to see you again José… How have you been?".
What you have to understand is that, asking someone as self-absorbed as José that question leads to a 2 hour discussion on how well his life has gone and compared himself to Alejandro. Something that Alejandro didn't need to hear now. José could be so childish at times, he really needed to mature if he even wants to consider actually settling down. As the discussion of his self played out, José was going on and on about some great vacation spot he had stayed at during the summer. Alejandro merely tuned him out, looking around for an excuse to leave this conversation, the sooner, the better.
When lo and behold, Heather comes walking through, looking ready to murder a soul who gives her a reason to do so.That however, didn't stop Alejandro from quickly waving away from Esmerelda and taking a full stride to Heather's right side. She hadn't even noticed he was standing near her until she turned her head, ultimately meeting with Alejandro's face and ever so slightly brushing up against his nose with hers. She then jerked back in shock by the affectionate gesture, touching her nose almost as if it was just jabbed painfully, and rubbed it. Surprisingly enough, the tip of her nose was practically ice cold.
"Well, well, well," Alejandro started off with "if it isn't-" Cutting him off, Heather asked swiftly, "I want to know one thing right now, did you or did you not call for Courtney, Gwen, Lindsay and Bridgette to come here?" she hissed, glaring at him as she did so, keeping attention away from themselves (though it wasn't an easy task).
"Perhaps I did, is there a problem?" Alejandro asked with a bit of sarcasm, but his question did hold some genuine curiosity to it. He didn't expect Heather mad that he was trying to make her job a little easier to manage. "Yes, there is a huge problem, as in I don't need anyone to know you are getting married and I'm the wedding planner, do you have any idea what kind of drama that could spiral into?" Heather spat back at him. In all honestly, that thought never actually crossed his mind, he was just so focused on having Heather close to him again that he hadn't considered the other factors. Who knew his love for her could blind him so easily. The saying really is true, Love is Blind. Nothing to worry about however, as far as he knew, Chris and any Total Drama associate had no clue he was living here at the moment, he had been summoned for a multiple of interviews (which he did attend of course), and on plane trips back, he was able to find and destroy all tiny cameras/microphones, bribe paparazzi away, and make sure he was never followed or had his things looked through.
He was completely clean of the evil from that mad man. And he definitely planned to keep it that way. With the utmost of confidence in his voice, he replied smoothly "There really is no need to worry about that, I am fairly certain not you, me or the other Total Drama contestants want to give away our location just for Christopher to spoil our good fun, yes?"
She muttered "Fun isn't exactly what I'd called our situation..." But Alejandro chose to ignore this. He had Heather right where he wanted, talking to her again gave him a strange, warm, fuzzy sort of feeling that he couldn't describe. He was fairly certain that with all the girls he has ever been interested in, talking with any of them couldn't even come close in comparison to a conversation with Heather, his Heather.
She sighed, frustrated, and shook her head in disbelief in just how chaotic things were getting. Just a few minutes ago, she didn't have to deal with random contestants from a certain reality TV show.
Alejandro couldn't help but admire Heather's expression of utter distress. He found that she even looked beautiful like this too. As he continued to stare lovingly at her face, watching her go from an angered glare to a more softened tired expression, he couldn't help but wonder what life would be like if he wasn't getting married. What if he and Heather were together? Living wonderfully and happily like any other couple who cared for one another. Unfortunately, that wasn't how they were living at all. She was the wedding planner and he was getting married, what a sad way for things to be.
Pushing those kinds of thoughts out of his head, he turned to look at Heather once again, wanting to ask if she'd care for a dance but she wasn't there anymore. He quickly turned his head side to side, scanning the area around him, he soon found Heather with Ricardo, standing by the giant windows. He was truly disappointed she left so suddenly. Sighing, he turned his back and walked off, trying to find Esmerelda.
Heather:
"How's the party so far Romeo?" Heather asked, "Have you decided when to make a move on your precious Esmerelda?"
Ricardo rolled his eyes, "No, I haven't. I'm, uh, a bit too nervous to go up and talk to her."
Heather raised an eyebrow, "And why is that?"
"That's why…", he answered, pointing to a figure talking with Esmerelda. Tall, tan, and handsome (if you could even see any of that anyway) he was almost exactly like Alejandro, except for the slightly taller stature, hair up, and dark green eyes. Heather had no doubt in her mind that this guy must be Alejandro's older brother, José. She definitely remembered Alejandro's huge dislike of even the mention of his name that she said (though it wasn't intentional).
There was something in his eyes, that stupid gleam in his smile, that irritated Heather to no end, and she hadn't even spoken a word to him yet (that, unfortunately, didn't mean he was any less attractive, but she knew that he was different, and she wouldn't go anywhere near him, unlike Alejandro).
Heather could see why Alejandro hated his brother so much.
She could see that he tried to act superior to Alejandro, they were practically alike when it came to charming girls. But she knew that Alejandro was not only the better brother, but probably a slightly better person. He was perfect, he could do anything he wanted, get what he wanted. How could he ever think that José was better than him? Any idiot could see that Alejandro was better. Heather then shook her head, why did she think like that? Was what she said even true? Or did she just want to believe it because she felt that way for Alejandro?
Shut up, you don't feel that way for Alejandro, she tried to reassure her whirring mind. Or maybe, just maybe, she just said that because she knew she wasn't supposed to feel like this. Feel like she was in love.
Author's Note: Cute way to end it off huh? Daw, it's okay Heather, we all knew you loved him (and I just made you admit that ha ha).