Chapter 16

The door is slowly swayed open by Martha. She is standing on the threshold and leaning on the frame with folded arms.

I look her in the eye, a smug look on my face, and then turn away.

"Dont you look at me like I did something wrong. Sophie? What did I tell you about your outfit for dinner?"

"...Was that the reason you poured that yellow sticky drink on me?...And in front of everyone?" I muttered, covering my face with my palms.

She looked away unremorsefully, "You are darn lucky I was holding that sticky yellow drink. Now get dressed into something proper!" Martha said, literally turning to leave.

"What are they anyway? Queens and princesses? Or rather, kings and queens?"

"Yes! Yes, Sophie!" She backed.

"That's ridiculous!" I said with a small voice.

"You don't get the dress-up part? Or should I call Aaron to speak Spanish for you?" She heads for the door.

A frown formed on my face."Who is Aaron?"

She shoots me a half-closed eyelids look and opens the door.

"Wait!" I looked up.

Martha turns around. A concerned look on her face. "What's wrong?" She shifts her weight on one hip, frowning.

"I really don't have anything to wear..." Again, I cover my face with my palms. Flashes of the incident at the dining room appear behind my eyes, I instantly open them and wince.

"I am so embarrassed...and scared." I squeaked.

"You don't have to be! They barely even saw what happened. The girl was so occupied with herself and the boy...well, he looked away immediately!!"

"Really?" I asked, a stupid smile growing on my lips.

"Yes, Sophie!!" She exclaimed. A little bit of annoyance showed in the tone of her voice.

The excitement disappeared as soon as it came."That girl...that girl is in my school...I can't believe all this...Mackenzie!!"

"Mackenzie?"

"Yes." I sigh.

"...Oo-"

"Martha!?" interrupted the most demanding voice I've ever heard.

Martha stands, "I'll be right back." And just like a feather, she floats out of the room.

Speak of the devil, I muttered to myself.

I stare in the direction of my wardrobe helplessly.

....

Martha comes back some minutes after, holding an item of white clothing. I stare at it, wondering what it would look like until she hands it over to me.

"Here! Quickly."

"Thanks." Collecting it, I hold it out to examine.

"Put it on." Martha urged.

I slide it through my neck, silently praying it would look good on me.

I walked towards the mirror. It was a strappy, straight mini gown, with gathers below the bust line. Simple and nice.

"Thank you."

Martha nods. "Let's go."

........

After gathering enough courage, I walk into the large bright room. I took complete control of my eyes, making sure it didn't look anywhere I didn't permit it to.

I walked to the empty chair that was meant for me.

It was a rectangle table.

Miss Rodriguez sitting at the head, Mackenzie and I were seated by her side. The cute guy sat beside Mackenzie.

I couldn't wish for any other thing than for the awkward silence that lingered to be broken.

"Anything else?" A voice chirped, Martha's voice specifically.

"No, thanks." The guy replied.

I have to say, his voice has depths.

I stare him up and down, stopping at his chest, because of the table. He has such a broad chest...my eyes trail up to his neck. Woah. It was huge, revealing its tight muscles. I could clearly see his adam apple with my eyes half-closed. Why was he wearing earrings...I squint my eyes noticing his ears. Bad boy-

"Sophie?" Came Miss Rodriguez's voice.

I tore my eyes away from the idol I was occupied with. Her voice sounded more like an exclamation than a call. "Yes?" I looked to my side. She was wearing...A suit. For real? But why would she wear a white suit for dinner? Well...

I shot the guy a millisecond glance. Hmm... I shouldn't be so intimidated by his looks...He probably wastes all his time at the gym and on skin products. Yes! Maybe even a model.

Mackenzie was gazing at me, she wasn't smiling. My eyes widen a little, unintentionally. She is still staring, so I give her a small smile...for the first time. Did she see how previously lost I was? Or do I look familiar to her now?

"Well, It would be nice to begin an introduction." Miss Rodriguez was not looking at me but specifically passed smiles across to Mackenzie and ol handsome guy at several intervals. Gesturing to her right, she said to Mackenzie. "You may start, darling."

Not very nice of her, but I am strong enough not to care...I slightly raise my brows, and elongate my lips, trying to look unbothered.

Mackenzie smiled with her eyes closed. I could not help but notice she had very long and healthy lashes, I wonder what mine looked like now.

"Okay. Name is Stewards Mackenzie Rodriguez, my nickname is M queen. I am a model, a daughter, an influencer, a blogger, and an upcoming millionaire. I am so many things actually, soo... Ill just stop there. You know, I can't say it all." She chuckled.

I saw the adornment on her grandmother's face. She was proud of her.

"Well, over to you Sophie."

"Oh." I touched my nose and scratched it...I don't know why. He was looking at me... they all were. And it made me nervous.

"Uhh, my name is Sophie..." Sophie steward. I lowered my gaze, is it safe to say that? Does she know? Did she even notice we are in the same school?

I look up and am met with a barbie doll smile of miss Rodriguez. I could read her mind, she was probably like; must you always be such a dork.

I know.

I clear my throat, "Sorry, as I was saying; I am 17..." I swallowed, almost choking on my breath...Stupid. I just hated being the center of attention.

Without wasting time and as expected, miss Rodriguez turns to the guy," Okay...Aaron?..."

Aaron...Sounds familiar.

"Im Aaron, 17, Asian American, was born in Brazil, schooled in London, and nowhere." He claps his hands and gives a formal little smile.

Wow. What a twist. I wished we could ask questions, where does he stay, was he in Apple Golden High? Who is he to MacKenzie, are they related?

"You speak Spanish?" I blurted out before I even knew it.

He gave me a quick but simple look. "Yeh." ...Why did I have to categorize the look?

If I could slap myself, I would. Unfortunately, I was in public. I severely wanted to read the faces of the other females, but I dread if I turn to look at them, they might picture me weirder.

Now, how on earth would he understand that Martha mentioned it upstairs, and nothing else. We hadn't even started the main dish. When is all this going to end?

I turn slightly to my side so I could look at Aaron. He did not look questioned or anything like that. He looked totally calm.

"Sophie? Are you here?"

"She is busy swooning all over Aaron, Probably crushing." Mackenzie chuckled as she sipped from her glass.

I turned to look at her, unluckily, my face was heating up. I was tempted to fan myself. My mouth betrayed me, I was completely numb.

She lowered her glass, "Yeah we know he is gorgeous, you will just have to restrain yourself." She added, with the most irritating smirk.

She clicked her tongue.

It was funny to her.

I wouldn't want everyone to see how red my face was. The thought of it made me feel hotter.

Aaron shifted on his chair, "That wasn't necessary."

I had to excuse myself. I stood. "Uhm...I have to make use of the privy."

"Hey! Stop acting irrationally...I was just teasing...danm," She was still laughing.

Why is she laughing? None of this is funny in any way. and that teasing of hers is too much at my expense.

"Danm means domination, dont use that word around me!" Her grandma revolted.

Oh, now she has her tongue back? I was already halfway out of the room, trying my best not to run.

"What the fuck Aaron? where are you going? Come back!" Mackenzie chuckled.

Miss Rodriguez banged on the table, complaining about something. I don't know, because I opened the door and as soon as it was shut, I ran upstairs.

A/n: Hello! I am immensely sorry about not creating another chapter for a while now. I have been a bit occupied with real-life shit, and do not even own a phone anymore:) Terrific!

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