Chapter 11 {New Besties}

Shakira's POV

- so tell me, how do you know my son? she asked

-only this morning actually, I had a dilemma due to some timing differences

-oh jet lag. She chuckled interrupting me

-yes, jet lag. I chuckled, he gave me a hand then discovered we had a class together, we talked, then he invited me to his party. I explained

-you look like a very classy girl, I couldn't help but notice that everybody has been staring at you since you stepped in here. She complimented

well, thank you very much madam I really appreciate your compliment. I thanked her smiling

she chuckled -Believe me, dear I never give compliments, I only receive them, and please call me Clarissa

I nodded my head as she lead me to what looked like a living room, a sweet lavender smell hit me as soon as I got in, the interior design was so nicely organized to the very small tiny detail, the walls were painted with a very vibrant peach color, a huge rectangular sofa, a massive table that could fit a festive dinner entirely, a huge mirror across the room facing the door, that permits you to see yourself as soon as you enter the place, underneath it was a huge

stand carrying so many traditional items some of them looked like they were from my hometown, and some of different cultures and countries  I recognized many of the official symbols from when I visited them with my parents and all the philanthropy job I've been doing, it looks like he has traveled to many places, his attention to details was very impressive, it all looked like it was taken over by some professional home decor designers, on the center of the stand there was a big picture frame of what looked like a younger Clarissa bunched down hugging a little boy from behind, a man holding Gerard on his shoulders and they were all looking at the camera smiling, they looked very happy

-that's my family dear. said Clarissa suddenly startling me, I didn't even feel her behind me I looked back at her then at the picture

-you sure have a beautiful family. I complimented smiling

-well thank you, dear. she thanked me as she got closer, that's my husband Joan. she said pointing at the man holding Gerard, and the one in my arms is Gerard's little brother Marc

- you must be very proud misses piqué I mean Clarissa.

- I can be, but as you may have noticed, I'm a very particular woman with a very luxurious taste, that's why I always want what's best for my kids, even if it demands a lot of sacrifices on my behalf, I will always be pushing them again and again and again, to bring the best in them

- I totally get it, not that I am a mom but given experience and being raised with several siblings. I gave her a comforting smile, there's nothing as pure and sincere as a mother's love for her children and nothing can surpass that, even standing still you can read that in their eyes, it's certainly not easy but it gets easier with the time

-you speak from the heart my dear, I like that about you

-well, to be brutally honest with you madam, I'm known for speaking my mind even bitter truth, not to be upfront or anything but I thought you should know, so you won't be shocked later on

-believe me, we have that in common my dear

"I can totaly tell" I thought to myself

-please let's sit. she motioned to the couch

I felt like she was inspecting every movement I do, every gesture, I felt like she was analyzing me, I sat down and crossed my legs and wrapped two hands around them

-tell me pumpkin, what do you do for a living? she asked giving me an intriguing look

-well I'm a law student and a songwriter and debutant singer

-oh she exclaimed, anything I heard of?

- I recently released an album "piez Descalzos" I don't know if you've heard of it, it's in Spanish, it didn't reach its glory yet, which I'm hoping it will, it's a mix of pop and rock music but not as savage and loud as them and not the kind that encourages violence and bad behaviors, to me it's like a festival of sounds translated into a soft rhymed music where I include some of my hometown traditions and culture and dance

-I have to confess to you darling, I'm not that fan of music, you might have to introduce me to it since a charming young lady such as yourself, who is as fascinated with it, must be very interesting.

-thank you very much I appreciate your compliment

- I mean it dear, I hardly request favors from my son's friends, but you are a special one and I expect to hear from you again

-No problem m.. Clarissa.

-I think we should get back to the party, I think I stole you away from everybody, you'll see I'm pretty sure Gérard is in a total panic and looking all over for you

I chuckled - what makes you say so? I asked intrigued

-well given the way he was looking at you, the first thing I have noticed when I got here were his glowy eyes, I haven't seen those in a while, he tried to throw me off by saying it's because he was happy to see me, but now I know why. She finished abruptly

I blushed and didn't know what to say

-and I have a reputation of scaring some of his friends away. She giggled standing up

I stood up as well

-why? you would ask, arrogance maybe, pride perhaps but mainly I want what's best for my son, if I don't like them I don't like them and I tend to have a good judge of character most of the time, I don't think he realizes that. She said as she was heading towards the door

-a mother's instinct. I said walking behind her

She stopped looked back at me as her eyes widened - yeah exactly, how old are you again. She joked

I laughed - I'm 18

-you don't sound like an 18 years old

-much appreciated, but as I said I have many siblings, and on top of that I believe that every female has a hunch deep down in her heart that is hardly wrong and once she becomes a mother, it gets even stronger because of how deep she cares about her kids

-wow that's so deep. She said surprised I like you Shakira you have such an independent mind, after you. She added making room for me after opening the door

-Thank you.

As soon as we exited the room, I sighted Gérard from afar out of breath looking around, I laughed amused she was right, it was hilarious, I decided to make up an act like I was upset, I looked back at Clarissa she laughed and it was like she understood immediately and made an unhappy facial expression, he looked devastated and approached us

-there you are I looked everywhere for you. He said trying to hide his concern

- I'm sorry I... I stummered, I need to go home, I'm... Very tired. I slightly pushed him to the side and made my way to leave

-oh no are you okay? Mom what did you do? Please wait. He pleaded then grabbed my wrist stopping me

-I didn't do anything. Replied my mom, I was just forward with her, honestly Gérard, you have always had terrible taste in friends, you should stop being irresponsible, and actually choose decent ones. She said firmly

"damn she's good, maybe way too good I understand his attitude now"

As soon she said that I pulled away of him

-this is humiliating I wish I never agreed to come to this party. I walked through the hallway then down the stairs as fast as I could run in high heels and looked for Zack and Vanessa to find them dancing to a slow song "I don't think they can hide their relationship to the fans anymore after tonight" I chuckled I then went to the bar and sat down, not long after that Gérard approached me repeatedly apologizing about his mom and saying that she didn't mean to hurt me, I glanced back at him, he looked like a beaten puppy, that was adorable

-I don't want you to leave.

I saw Clarissa approaching us smiling then gave me a nod to cut off the act

-I don't want to leave either....