A pop song by one of the most famous musicians in the city plays softly in the background.
A man in a black suit comes on stage. He is a popular Emcee in the city. He hosts parties, birthdays, awards ceremonies, and business functions for famous and wealthy people in the city.
"Hello, Good evening everyone and I warmly welcome all of you seated here. I am Naasson Peter. I also want to give a special welcome and thanks to one of the commissioners in this city for having me here to host this birthday party of his beloved son, Mr. Ramon Whitlock the father of the celebrant and the commissioner for tourism, who is here with us today with his beloved wife Mrs. Lelia Whitlock, A round of applause to them"
All the guests clapped their hands.
After all the introductions and speeches it was now time for cutting the cake.
The large four-layered golden-colored cake on a table is carried in by three waiters as they drop the cake in front of the stage and leave.
'ALVAN'?!
Baara was shocked as she saw him among the waiters bringing the cake.
'Did he quit his other job or he was sacked'?
Alvan, the creepy co-worker hunting her dreams is working here as a waiter at this hotel, this city is really small, I never would have guessed I would see him here as a waiter.
'I pray he won't be serving, I don't want him to see me ' Baara thinks deeply.
"Hey, what is it"? Eve asked as she notices Baara's uneasiness.
"Uhh, Nothing," Baara says as she taps the table nervously.
'Okay' Eve said with a doubting look.
Ariel and the new girl are discussing while Beryl is focused on the stage. Freya looks very interested in whatever she is watching on her phone.
"We call on the celebrant to the stage, it's time to cut the cake". The emcee calls on Rowan.
Rowan stands up and walks proudly to the stage.
The guests clap their hands as he stands at the back of the cake.
"Let's stand up as we sing for the celebrant," the emcee says as a birthday tune plays in the background.
The guests begin to sing along as they stand up.
"Happy birthday to you"
"Happy birthday to you"
"Happy Birrrrthday, Happy Birthdayyy, Happy Birthday to youuuu!"
The guests shout "Hip, Hip, Hippp! Hurrayyy"!
And Rowan cuts the cake.
The sounds of clap and cheers ensue.
"Now it's time to present your gifts to our beloved celebrant here". The emcee said.
Rowan's father walks to the stage to present his gift, and his wife follows. Rowan bows his head in appreciation as he smiles at them.
Soon later other guests followed suit.
"Oh my, I didn't bring any gifts," Baara said as Ariel and Beryl stood up to go present their gifts as well.
"No problem, just follow me," Eve said as she stands up.
"You mustn't present a gift, you can just shake his hands and wish him a happy birthday," Freya said not bothered at all.
'Oh ok' Baara replied as she didn't expect Freya to talk to her.
Baara and Eve walk to the stage.
"I bought him a brand new car, the first of its kind, it's not even in stock yet and I am sure he is gonna like it"! The new girl bragged.
"Rowan won't still date you, isn't it obvious? I wouldn't do this much to get his attention if I were you, Rowan isn't into you he likes someone else". Freya said fed up with Daphne's persistence. She still can't see for herself that it's a futile attempt and is just embarrassing herself at this point, She needs someone to point out the 'obvious' for her. Freya thought.
"Whatever Freya, I think maybe you are just jealous at this point or maybe because you have never had feelings for anyone and at the same time getting ignored that's why you can talk and this is why nobody likes talking to you" Daphne replied angrily as she stands up.
Freya's face darkens a little at Daphne's words but quickly she brightens up. Daphne saw it. She wasn't fast enough.
'Hmmm, Freya likes someone, who could that be?' Daphne thought.
"Nobody or you ?" Freya asked straightforwardly as she looks up at her snickering.
"You don't like talking to me because I don't twist my words and lie to you, even Ariel knows that Rowan won't still like you even tho you buy the world for him and she is still giving you false hopes, tsk! very sad" Freya spoke.
Daphne rolls her eyes and left to present her gift.
Ariel and Beryl come back to their seats.
"You didn't bring a gift?" Beryl asked Freya.
"Oh, yeah, Uhhh I don't have anything to give to him,"
"Really?"
"Yeah" Freya replied flatly.
Baara and Eve come back to their seat also.
"Hmmm, you brought a gift ?" Ariel asked Baara.
"Nope, Eve presented hers, I did what Freya told me to".
"And what's that?"
"I just shake his hands and wished him long life," Baara said as she smiles at her 'long life' present.
'Not bad' Ariel said smiling.
"Freya are you not going to present a gift? Baara asked
"Nope I don't have a gift to give, I will just hug him later," Freya said as she spots Daphne getting closer to their table.
"I heard that". Daphne said as she gets to her seat.
"I know I said it for you to hear" Freya teased Daphne.
"Not funny"!.
Freya smirked.
Beryl turns to Eve with a look that says that she wants to ask a question.
"You want to ask something?" Eve asked first.
"Uhh yes but it's a bit personal,"
"Go ahead".
"What happened between you and Nate? Please I am just asking because it's been on my mind and Nate refuses to tell me, No ill intentions." Beryl spoke.
'Yeah, I knew it,' Eve thought to herself.
'I just knew it!'.
"I will answer you after the party," Eve said.
"No problem". Beryl replied.
"Let me call to the stage famous prima ballerina, Priscilla Jones to perform.....the floor is all yours," The emcee said and left the stage.
The light in the center of the stage dims and becomes red. The silhouette of a petite girl appears.