The sun has completely drowned by the night and more people are packing inside the mall. The twins were finally found by me and the ice-cream guy (I haven’t quite figure out what his name is). They were having really good time with those PS2 battle and people watched them and scream to support them.
However, at the end of the battle, both of them won. And they got quite a big sum of money and we all used it to eat ice cream at Ben and Jerry’s. Today turns up into a nice day after all.
And we’re sitting under the dark blue sky with a little moon dangling far in the sky. Breezy wind brushes my hair and cheeks, leaving a relaxing effect.
“Another cup?” the ice-cream guy asks.
“No way! I’m stuffed!” I laugh.
“I don’t mind another cup.” Says one of the twin but I don’t care who talks, I’m busy looking at the open pretty sky and I practically close my eyes to feel the relaxing sensation. Here I am, Sugar Dale, 16 years old, feeling more relax than ever. Wish Ian were here cos it’ll be so much fun, not mentioning the….
Suddenly, a “you got a friend” ring tone tingles inside my pocket. I quickly take it and see the caller, no way!
No way!
Vi?!
Should I take it?
Oh yes of course! Stupid!
“Eh…hello?” I greet formally.
“May I speak to Sugar, Please?” her croaky voice is heard from far away. And all of a sudden, a little flip is going inside my body. Dang! How I miss her voice. It’s been a week without her around.
“Yes, it’s me.” I reply, quite in a squeak.
“Oh, it’s you.” She let out a nervous laugh. “Well, I just call to ask whether you gonna come to the perfume launching of Hayley next week?”
What the hell is goin on? She talks like I’m her mum’s important business friend that she has to keep her manner and everything.
Oh, yea right.. She still thinks we’re not fine. Stupid me! She doesn’t call to make it up to me, or to apologize or else to explain. How could I even think of any of that?
“I think so. Maybe. Why?”
“Nothing. Just asking.” She says coldly but I can catch it in her voice, she misses talking to me, too.
“Ok.” I say.
“Ok.” She says.
There’s a pause before finally the phone clicks off.
And unexpectedly, I feel empty.
I feel like I’m close to tears, but no. I’m not going to cry in front of a stranger and my brothers.
“Ready?” Ian asks.
“Totally.” I reply, smiling at him with the best smile I can possibly give. I reach for my purse and dab my pomegranate lip gloss, then I tie up my Manolo.
“What do you think of my tie?” he grins.
“Perfect.” I reply.
“Ok, then. To the Ritz Carlton, please.” Says Ian and we’re purring away from my house.
In a limo!
Ok, to tell you the truth, this is limo is from the Limo Service, just for tonight. But I’m totally blown by Ian, cos he arranged everything, he called the Limo Service while I was busy thinking of my dress, and he paid for the Limo Service while I was busy begging mum to borrow her sexy Manolo shoes. He’s just so…..dependable!
And now as we move to Ritz Carlton, I realize why I love Ian, especially tonight with his suit and night blue tie. He’s so adorable, he’s handsome, tall, nice smile, dependable….
“What?” He’s now looking at me, meeting my eyes.
“Nothing.” I shrug, pretend to focus on the crowded street.
He snorts and says “Come here.” I shift towards him and I lay my head on his shoulder and he strokes my hair gently. I really want to put a pause at this moment, I want to keep it like this, forever. I don’t want this limo to stop and I don’t want to come out, I just want to be here, with Ian all night, driving along
But somehow, we arrive at the Ritz Carlton, with its posh building and grand entrance waiting for us. A doorman opens our limo and Ian comes out first, then he offers me a hand so that I can come out of the limo gracefully, like all the movie stars do all the time!
And suddenly, I’m blinded by all the camera flashes.
Oh cool! Paparazzi!
Stupid me! Of course there will be paparazzi, how could I didn’t prepare for these?
And right behind us, a couple of stunning-looking people have just come down to earth. The woman wears a dark purple gown by Vera Wang and the man is wearing a preppy suit by Louis Vuiton. Guess who? BRANGELINA!
Oh my god!
And is that
God, kill me for my sin that I finally see celebrities, go to a full-of-celebrities event, and….
No way!
As we enter the big hall, my eyes drift to a table, a big round table full of all the top class perfume-maker celebs. There is Nina Ricci, and there is Usher, and J-Lo, and this is too much!
“Hi! Glad both of you finally make it!” a sweet voice behind us says. I turn my back and there is Hayley, wrapped in Valentino’s red dress and black high-heels.
“Yes. We’re glad too.” Ian says.
“Yes. We’ve been waiting to come here. And this is….superb!” I say, smiling widely. “and by the way. Where is your happy sister?”
“Oh, she’s just there.” she points to a crowd of people. “well, in the middle of that crowd, somewhere there.” she says doubtfully.
“Well, we have to thank her for inviting us here,” Ian says.
“Sure. Come on.” Hayley says. Then she leads the way across the great hall.
Does she have any idea what we’ve done to their mother?
When we get closer to the group, I can see a pretty young woman in a knee-length pink dress in the middle. She looks really happy and bright. She laughs and drinks from her glass then she laughs even more.
“That’s quite a successful step! You’re going to be rich!” says a man in the crowd who wears a shocking yellow tie and gray coat. Heidi laughs lightly, “Hopefully!” she says, rising her eyebrow.
“Excuse me.” Hayley says, breaks in the crowd. “Sis, I want you to meet my best friend, this is Ian Somers..” Ian smiles.
“Of course!” Heidi beams and they both shakes hand.
“And this is Sugar Dale..”
“Nice to meet you. and thanks for inviting us here.” I say, shake Heidi’s soft hand.
“So…where’s the lucky man?” a man suddenly asks, grinning at Heidi.
“Oh, yes. Where is he?” Heidi gets out of the crowd and spreading her view. “Oh there he is!” he points to a man in a black suit, with his back on us. he’s talking in his cell phone.
“So…that’s the man that other famous owner of this joint-company too? How did you make the deal? I thought he already made a perfumery kingdom himself!” a woman in white dress asks.
“Well, just a little talk.” Heidi smiles modestly. Then the man we talk about turns his back and as he sees us looking at him, he waves.
Are my eyes normal?
But..
That’s impossible!
“Mr. Freyson?” I say, half-choked.
“What?” Ian asks, then he looks at him and his jaw drops. “No way!”
Mr. Freyson is now strolling towards us with a big beam on his face. “Hi all!” he casually greets. And suddenly, his eyes fall upon us, “Oh, hi Sugar! Vi’s there, why don’t you be with her?” he says, pointing at a pretty girl in a glittery black dress, sitting alone by the stage.
And I am too shocked to talk.
Suddenly I recall the situation back then when we were in the night club back in
“my sister called me and she said she has signed a contract to a joint company with a perfumery! And she sounds happy. The company’s name will be Hey Son!”
I should have known! Hey Son! Heidy and Freyson! and my brain plays another episode of flashback, where Vi cries on her pillow after seeing her parents arguing
“…..They’re arguing about the company, Sugar! Dad’s sold half of the Freyson Perfumery and made it a joint company with some unknown woman!.....”
Damn!
It’s Heidy, the unknown woman!
And….wait….
Something’s not right….
Hayley must have known, she must have known about all this since long! When her sister called her all time in
Damn!
And now, as I look at Hayley, laughing with her goddess face, I don’t feel even a pinch of happiness for her. And as I look at the lonely girl sitting beside the stage, I feel a sudden rush of temper as I come to all the realization.
It’s Hayley all over this time! She didn’t tell us about this! She knew exactly what Vi’s parents were arguing at the living room about! She knows Vi is sad. Why didn’t she tell us that it’s her sister and Vi’s dad who own the joint-company? Why should she put all those happy face when we were sad about Vi's parents?
Damn!
Bitch!
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