Stop!!!!!
Don't you dare touch that clothe, it's mine I saw it first.
But I touched it first so it's mine I teased. I don't have the intention of buying it so I said let me play with her. She looks like a younger version of myself but a brat.
Still touching the cloth, smothering it with my hands and admiring it.
I said don't touch it. The girl screamed again dramatically.
I rolled my eyes at her She should be 21 or 22 but she's definitely spoilt but Beautiful.
Grabbing the dress I turned fully to face her, this (pointing at the dress) sweetheart is mine, go find another one.
But I like this one and I'm getting it she looked back and called out to someone. I think she said Cas or something but I still don't care, I just want to play with her a little bit. The person she called out to was on the phone and backing us so he wasn't really concentrating. He looks likes he wasn't pleased to be there at the moment judging from his expression.
Cas! She called again and got his attention. He ended the call and moved close to us.
Wow.... I stopped breathing. He's a definition of a fine god. I stare at him shamelessly and he hasn't looked my way. He's tall, handsome is understatement. God I'm so addicted and obsessed with cute guys but this guy standing in front of me exceed cuteness. He is strikingly a handsome man with a magnetic charm that effortlessly draws people in. He has a tall, athletic build, exuding confidence and grace in his movements. His chiseled jawline, lightly dusted with a hint of stubble, adds a rugged edge to his otherwise boyish good looks.
His deep blue eyes sparkle with warmth and mischief, framed by thick, dark lashes that give his gaze an intense yet approachable quality.
Get a grip Ivy, jezz! you don't even know him.
But he's cute! My devil mind argued.
Cas I want that dress but she's not giving it up for me, the girl whined again.
I was brought back to the moment and smiled at the girl.
Girl, I got the cloth first and so I'm taking it. Go find another one, there are tons of clothes you can choose from. I made a move to leave but the Greek god spoke.
Give the cloth to her will you? I will buy you another one to replace that one. She likes it so give it to her.
Scratch the Greek god. He is rude and arrogant. I smiled and said, you could have pleaded, I might have willingly give it up but both of you didn't do that. You both demanded and I don't give in to people's demand just like that. I made to move again but he opened his stupid mouth again.
You don't get to talk back at me. I want something, you give it. I don't beg for something. I get it and that dress in your hand is what I want and I will get it. He snapped his hand and the sales lady earlier appeared from where I don't know. Has she been standing there all this while? He asked the lady to package the dress in my hand that he will pay 10× the price of that cloth.
I opened my mouth like that of a whale but nothing came out, what was I supposed to say. I checked the price and almost shouted. I can't even pay for the initial price not to talk of paying times ten of it. Who the hell is he or what is he? Even if he is an American president's son, should he be throwing money like that?
But then I am Ivy and I'm not backing down without a fight.
Listen to me bingo or whatever you are. I don't care if you're paying times hundred the normal price. I got this dress before you both. God who the fucking hell are you? I deadpanned.
He looked surprised but covered it immediately.
He spoke again. You mean you don't know who I am?
Am I supposed to know you?
Are you a Santa or Prince Richard?
Even if you are, I don't fucking care.
I was already getting pissed by the whole thing and it's not like I want the fucking cloth. My voice might have attracted the attention of my friends because they came in view at the scene and the looks on their faces was something else. They were practically drooling on the guy which made me wonder just who this guy is.
Trust Ella the fan girl, she's practically screaming OMG continuously. I rolled my eyes at that and turn to the bingo in frontbof me.
The sales lady made a move to collect the dress from me but I glared at her.
It didn't stop her though, she apologized to me and request I hand over the dress or I pay 20 times the price.
Excuse me! Is this a fucking auction sale or what. I shouted. Having no other choice, I handed the dress over to the girl that wanted the dress with an advice to her on asking for things politely without glancing at the cocky bastard.
I left them while grumbling about the unfairness of things when it came to rich people. I turned only to find my friends still in shock. I smacked Ella because she's the nearest person to me and that brought her back.
What just happened? She asked.
I started narrating what happened but it seems like they are not listening. I was about to ask them what's going on when Grace cut in.
Do you know who that guy is?
A cocky arrogant bastard, I replied.
No I mean do you know who he is to the world? Grace asked again.
Why should I? It's not like he's putting food on my table.
Jesus Christ, Girl what planet are you living in?
What are you using you phone to do? And your TV at home, is it for decoration sake? Scar asked.
My phone is for answering calls, chatting, playing games and researching about my work.
And my TV is for movies what else do you do with a TV I replied.
I didn't ask that to get a reply from you. Have heard of News... World news and things happening around us? Things like gossips, celebrities and their lifestyles. Scar interjected.
Well, I know about the wars, the lives being killed, the hunger going on in Africa and all. I answered.
By now we are now at the counter and of course I didn't buy anything but miraculously my friends got few stuffs for me which I didn't know what was inside the bag. Ella paid and we left. I remembered I needed to buy a few things such as flour and other stuffs to bake. I asked Ella to drive to another Mart and not the rich people's mart.
I was about to enter the car when the girl from earlier shouted "Stop"!!!
I rolled my eyes and asked her if she says anything apart from stop. She smiled. She actually fucking smiled after the stunt she pulled in there, well whomever that person is to her pulled.
I came to apologize for being rude and for my brother as well, I shouldn't have done that. It's just that I really like the dress. She said looking down.
I smiled at her. It's ok, I never really wanted the dress and it will look more good on you than me. So it's fine.
She raised her head with a big smile on her face.
Really? She asked.
Yes I replied.
Thank you so much. I like you. She hugged me. Wow. How did we get here? From dragging a dress to hugging each other.
God, do I always give the lesbian vibe?
Ella laughed at that while the the girl in front of me cut in...
No! I mean I like you as a big sister. I don't have one. Can I be your friend please?
Wow, looking at her face. She's cute and beautiful too. I nodded and smiled at her.
My name is Emma Ar...
A car horn distracted what she was saying..
Well, give me your phone, she said.
I brought my phone and handed it over to her. She added her phone number and dialled it to get my number.
I smiled at her and said. Name is Ivy.
She hugged me again and whispered that her brother is an impatient man and she needs to go now.
And just like that she ran off.
So the cocky bastard is her brother and I was right. She's a spoilt brat but she's definitely better than her brother in terms of manner. He's hot though.
Wait! What? Ivy get your brain together.
Soooo, Ella interrupted my thoughts.
So what? I asked confused.
What do you mean "so what"? Are you for real?
You seriously don't know who those people are Vy? She asked.
For the last time, I don't fucking know who they are and I don't fucking care who they are.
Let's see if you will say the same thing when we get home. Ella shrugs.
By now she's parking her car in front of the nearest mart so I can get the things I needed.
We got out and joined Scar and Grace by the door. And should I say I'm starving now.
We went in and went straight to baking stands and picked what I need...
Grace and Ella were dragging about something I didn't care to know. They are always like that. While Scar is helping me with the stuffs I'm picking.
I'm hungry Scar commented.
Yea me too, I replied. We may have to order something because I don't have the strength to Cook when we get home.
She nodded to that. I paid and we parked up to the car. We decide to head to my place since it's past 2pm already and I have work in the next few hours.
I got in with Ella while Scar rode with Grace.
I ordered in the car and 20 minutes later we're in my apartment.
I brought everything to the kitchen while the girls helped me unpack.
Five minutes later someone knock and that must be the pizza I ordered.
Scar opened the door while Grace made some juice for us. I Carried the bags they got me to the room wondering what was inside.
These girls can be extra sometimes but I couldn't be more happier without them. They make my life colorful and I'm glad I met them.
For Scar
Scar, short for Scarlett, is bold and captivating with an air of confidence that makes her unforgettable. She has a thick hair that cascades in waves down her back, reflecting her vibrant personality. Her emerald-green eyes are sharp and expressive, often sparkling with humor or mischief. Scar's features are striking, with high cheekbones, a petite nose, and full lips that seem made for her quick, dazzling smiles.
She is as tall I am and athletic, always carrying herself with poise and grace, but there's an unmistakable energy about her that hints at her adventurous spirit. Her style is edgy and modern, often combining leather jackets, statement accessories, and bold colors to match her fearless attitude. Scar is the life of the party, fiercely loyal, and a constant source of encouragement for her friends.
Ella on the other hand is the epitome of soft elegance, with a serene beauty that draws people in. She has warm, caramel-toned skin that glows naturally, complemented by her silky, dark brown hair, usually styled in a sleek ponytail or loose waves. Her almond-shaped hazel eyes radiate kindness and wisdom, and her soft, melodic voice is soothing to everyone around her.
Ella has a delicate but curvaceous figure and a natural sense of style that leans toward flowing fabrics, pastel colors, and timeless designs. She exudes warmth and grace, making everyone feel at ease in her presence. Known for her nurturing nature, Ella is the one friend I can turn to for raw truth or advice, support, or simply a comforting hug.
Grace is effortlessly chic with a radiant beauty that is both understated and captivating. Her hair is cut in a sleek bob, always perfectly styled, and her bright eyes are filled with intelligence and curiosity. Her smile is subtle yet genuine, often accompanied by a light laugh that instantly brightens the mood.
Grace has a short, slender build with a natural elegance in the way she moves and speaks. She favors classic, minimalist fashion—think tailored blazers, crisp white shirts, and delicate jewelry—that reflects her polished and sophisticated demeanor. Beneath her composed exterior, Grace has a wicked sense of humor and a down-to-earth personality that keeps her friends grounded. She's known for her keen wit and an ability to tackle challenges with poise and determination. She's the devil amongst us.
Still deciding what to do next, I heard Grace devil's voice screaming my name.
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