My alarm woke me from my dream at 6am, Sunday. After finishing my daily morning routine, I went to the lobby to meet Blake. Blake was already there talking with our lead actor, Liam Hans. Liam had blond hair, blue eyes and pretty face. In two words, he is a pretty boy. Blake sensed my presence from few meters away and greeted me.
“Morning, this is Liam Hans.”
“Hello, I am Michelle. We have already met before.’”
“Bonjour, it’s my pleasure work with you.”
“Me too, hope it’s going to be another masterpiece.”
“Sorry for intruding, my brother William is going to show us around. He lived in Paris around five years.”
“I can’t wait to meet your brother. I saw his recent photo shoot in Dior. Did you get Elle Becker’s number?”
“Yes, I did. She is designing the costumes as soon as you inform her. Shall we move on?”
We went outside the hotel and I looked around to see our automobile. Blake went to the counter and asked something. Few minutes later, the hotel worker brought us three bicycles.
“Here. Have a great time in Paris.”
We gaped at the pretty bicycles in front of us. I felt like I was in a movie. I put all my bag, map, EOS inside the bicycle’s basket.
“I have an idea! I think we should go separate ways and find out some beautiful spots! Let’s meet up here after 3 hours.”
Liam and Blake were surprised at my suggestion but agreed. We rode out in different ways. I went toward the Eiffel tower. During my ride, I realized every part of Paris was many different pieces of art. I stopped by a small beautiful outdoor café to have my morning coffee. I took some beautiful pictures of the cafe. I sat down on the chair and took out my planner. The waiter came up to me and I ordered black coffee. I was too busy until I realized I was pouring grams of the sugar into the coffee. I accidently spilled the coffee all over the table. The waiter rushed in and helped me to clean it up. At that moment a young handsome man came in and sat down next to my table. I immediately recognized one of the men was Blake’s brother William, the supermodel. I gazed at him. Wow. He is definitely the sculpted human model. He turned his head toward me and saw me. He stood up and came to my table.
“You must be Michelle Klein. My brother told me you guys were around this place.”
“Wow. I mean hello. Nice to meet you. I saw your recent photos and it is marvelous. You and Blake do look alike.”
“Yes we do. Blake and Liam are going to join us in ten minutes. He is near the Seine River and Liam is near Eiffel Tower.”
“Fantastic! Can you show me the beautiful sites in Paris?”
After ten minutes later, Liam and Blake joined us and we started our Paris tour.
“Flight 1215XH is ready to aboard in 10 minutes.” a voice announced.
I was in the lounge and Blake came back with two Starbucks coffee. Blake has been my assistant since last year. He is a sweet handsome young boy who graduated from NYU. He helps me greatly and takes care of my things well. He brought my Canon EOS and I asked Blake to pose for a mini photo shoot at the airport.
We boarded the plane and found out our seats were separated from each other. I placed my luggage on shelf and made myself at home in the capsule seat. Blake’s seat was two seats behind my seat. At the last minute, a tall, young man in shades came in and sat next to the seat across me. Two young girls came up to him and got his autograph. I was curious who he was but I acted like I didn’t care.
I fell asleep for hours and when I woke up. He looked familiar like someone I knew long time ago but I just couldn’t remember. Maybe I saw him from my dream. I am searching through my memory, trying to remember who he is but I can’t. My memory cannot recognize him. Suddenly a familiar voice interrupted my memory.
“Excuse me, hello. I am sorry I’m bothering you. Can I borrow your pen? My pen’s ink ran out.” He was talking to me and I think know his voice.
“Oh! Hi. Yeah. No problem.’ I stared at him and he caught me watching him.
“Is there any problem?”
“No. I do not. I was just wondering. I think I know you.”
“Why is that?”
“I am not sure. Maybe I saw you in my dreams or somewhere. Silly me.”
“Or maybe because I am…”
He was interrupted by the pilot that the plane is ready to land. He smiled and I closed my eyes as the plane landed. I opened my eyes as I heard people talking. Blake came up to me with my luggage and I looked around to find the stranger. He was nowhere in sight. I shall call him, Mr. Mystery. We left the airport and rode a taxi to the Hotel Plaza Athenee, five star hotel.
At the hotel we checked in and I dismissed Blake. After taking my time in the lobby, I got into the elevator and was heading back to my room. The moment the elevator was about to close, two hands blocked it. A tall man came in and pressed the same VIP floor that I’ve pressed. He took off his shades. He was the guy I had the car crash yesterday.
“Hi Michelle, I told you I would see you again.”
“Wow…that’s a coincidence. How did you know that?”
“My best friend is your Mr. Gorgeous.”
“Really? Wait…what? My Mr. Gorgeous? Hahaha. No way he is mine.”
“He wanted me to take of his business in Paris because he is busy.”
“Oh. What kind?”
“I have to follow you around.”
“Pardon?”
“Just joking. By the way, I’m Max Stone, hotel owner.”
“Hi, I’m Michelle Klein.” The elevator opened. We went through the hall and ended up being neighbors.
“I got to go. Good night. Nice meeting you. Max.”
“Me too. Goodnight.”
I went inside my room and found my luggage on my bed. I went through my luggage and checked my phone. I played the messages.
“Beep. Hey, this is Mr. Gorgeous. How’s Paris? My best buddy is there with you. I think… Have fun!”
“Beep. Hey sister. It’s Ashton. Did you have a safe arrival? I hope I was there with you. Have a good night rest! Bye.”
“Beep. FYI. Don’t forget my presents! Love ya! Love, your favorite bro.”
Of course, my little brother was reminding me for his presents. Ashton is in his freshmen year at Yale. I adore my brother so much.
I unpacked my bags and took my EOS to the balcony. I took some beautiful shots of the Eiffel Tower. I went back to my room and fell asleep on the bed.
“Blake, make a reservation in first class on April 2nd, Saturday morning to Paris for Michelle and yourself,” my boss, Mr. Gorgeous, told my assistant while we were having our Friday conference about our upcoming film.
We came back from our three week holiday after our best picture win in the Oscars 2018. I named my boss Mr. Gorgeous, but his real name is Daniel Johns. He is young, tall, well built man who looks like Prince Charming. I stared at my boss with a questioning look. He leaned down on the table where I was playing with his big beautiful grey Siberian Husky, Leo.
“Michelle, you are the director for ‘Once upon a Paris.’ Therefore you should have a week tour in Paris and find our shooting locations. I don’t want to lose our Oscar to that old Peter Jackson wanna be.”
“Why are you not coming with me?” I never went around the shooting locations without Mr. Gorgeous.
“Because… I have business to take care of”
“I thought we already finished casting our actors.”
“Yes! I forgot to mention that Liam Hans, our lead actor, will join your tour in Paris, the day after your arrival.”
“Alright then, I should go and start packing. Good bye.” I walked out and went inside the elevator where Blake joined me.
“Your ticket is with me so just pack your new passport and meet me in the airport lobby. You have a dinner with your brother Ashton at your favorite Italian restaurant at 7pm. The time is 6.57”
“Thank you and please don’t forget to bring my Canon EOS tomorrow. Oh dear. I am going to be late!” Then the elevator opened and I ran to my car. I started the engine and turned on the lights. I drove around the corner of the parking lot while I was texting my brother. When I looked up, I crashed into a new, expensive, black BMW. My heart was beating irregularly since this was my first car crash. The victim came out of his crashed car. I couldn’t see his face because he was wearing his shades. I practiced my breathing exercise and came out.
“Shoot…I bought this today.” He sighed and took off his shades. He has the strangest beautiful dark brown eyes that are encircled with golden rings. He was about 6 ‘1 and well built. His sculpted face perfectly matched his fine expensive suit. In one word, he was a masterpiece. I was spacing out until he was looking at me.
“I am so sorry. It was my fault. Can I have your number? I will fix this as soon as possible."
“Really? This is going to take a long time. Anyway, I don’t need your money. Apology is enough and accepted.”
“No really, I am really sorry. I want to recompense you for the damage.”
“Hm…I don’t want money since I have more than enough. But I want something else. I have to go. Can you give me your business card?” I took my card out from my purse and gave it to him. He looked at it and smiled. “See you later.” He put his shades back and left me standing on an empty parking lot.
