The Fiancée

Chapter 5

Brody Calesmay

The strands kept on falling, down to the ground. Only I couldn't see the results just yet, her back was facing us. The hairdresser grabbed her spray and pressed to release the strawberry scented hair conditioner. She did her final touches with her 2 sided comb.

We were at the hair salon getting Blue a fresh new look, I think Amanda had anxiety. She clutched her hands to the hem of her dress. The hairdresser slowly turned the chair revealing a drop dead gorgeous blonde woman. A woman I can't recognize, her straightened long hair structures her face differently than her old worn out waves.

She was breathtakingly beautiful, now she's perfect. With that dress she wore earlier and her new hair,she looks like a woman that's worthy to be in my mother's presence.

She turned to look herself in the mirror, she looked stunned herself. She touched her hair as if she couldn't believe it was hers. It was long,silky and much better than before.

"You look different, I mean a good different. You look so beautiful" Amanda said smiling.

"Thanks" she responded and got up from the chair.

We made our way out, my eyes couldn't leave her. I knew she was beautiful but I didn't think she can be this beautiful. Either way that doesn't mean I like her I assured myself, she's not in my league and definitely not my type. She's too innocent for my liking.

But I realize that I don't know much about her, I need to get to know her which will be helpful when my mother asks questions. I can answer them and that will convince her that we are in love.

My phone vibrated in my pocket, making my thigh get unwanted goosebumps. I pulled it out to read the message. A light smile made it's way on my lips.

"What is it" Jordan popped up my shoulder.

"Blue's K1 visa is approved, everything is going accordingly"
I slipped it back in my pocket as we entered the car. I regret firing my driver, I have been driving all day but he talked a lot. I need to hire a new one.

The drive was silent, a bit awkward but Amanda is really talkative so that helped. Now it amazed how a beautiful girl like Blue is single, but maybe it's because she's a bit of a lowlife. But her personality is strong and feisty which is an amazing trait.

I pulled up to the hotel, and as usual the guards ran to open our doors. I forget that this hotel is security tight so no paparazzi can pop out of nowhere.

I spotted the ring on her finger, it took her long enough to put it on. I locked the car and caught up with them as we made our way inside the elevator. Comfortable silence until the doors opened.

I unlocked the door and Jordan was quick to run to the refrigerator. I have heard a theory about lawyers and their appetite.

I unbuttoned the sleeves of my shirt and slammed the car keys on top of the counter. Four sighs surfaced. Everyone looks tired.

"I'm going to bed and I'm going to try out my new clothes" Amanda ran to their bedroom and Jordan followed him. The same Jordan who bought her these clothes because he didn't want to make her feel "left out".

I oozed myself into the couch and glanced over at Blue who was indulging herself to the couch too.

"We need to know each other better,we must be ready when my mother throws questions at us" I glared at the ceiling while my hands where on my stomach.

"What do you want to know about me?", her tone all innocent

"For starters favourite color, food, you know basic stuff" I felt her shift her weight beside me.

"Well my favorite color is blue I think you figured,I love italian pizza and one day I dream to be an accountant. What about you?" her confidence amazes me and her positive aspect is kind of scary. And how ironic it is that her name is Blue and she likes blue.

"I don't have a favorite color but you could say I prefer white, I live for Louis Vuitton and If something is expensive I like it", I can only imagine her face right now as I'm staring at the ceiling.

"And what are you dreams?" she asked as I felt her look at the ceiling too.

"To be even more rich" I grinned lightly. I took off my shoes by the other foot.

"And don't you dream of getting married or having kids one day"
I don't like the idea of being stuck in some commitment with someone for the rest of my life.

"Marriage? Why do you think I'm doing this? I don't believe in love. This is to get my mother off my back and as for kids no"

"Right" I could feel her rolling her eyes.

"Why are you working as a waitress? You should be focusing on your studies only" I crossed my legs.

"Not all of us are born into wealth, and getting a bursary isn't easy nowadays." her comment set me off

"What do you mean? That I was born into wealth that's why I'm successful" I finally set my eyes on her.

"Isn't it clearly obvious" she frowned and turned to face me.

"It's not my fault that my parents worked hard and that some of you grew up wearing Walmart"
I folded my arms and let out a bored laugh.

"Maybe it's because you rich people feel entitled to everything, meanwhile you know you are nothing but brats who boast that they are rich but it's their parents's money" she stood up and folded her arms.

"We wouldn't feel entitled if you got up and worked for your own money instead of wishing to be us. Because you'll never be us" I also stood up.

"No wonder you have such miserable lives! You are pathetic!" She pushed her hair back and sat back down.

"Pathetic is being poor" I copied her actions by sitting down too.

"Hey hey! What's going on" Jordan asked with Amanda peeking behind him.

"Nothing!!" we both frowned and yelled simultaneously. Amanda and Jordan raised their hands in dramatic fashion and walked away.

What was that? She looked like she was thinking what I was thinking. I have never gotten in such a heated argument before.

This is the second time, this is why we would never work we come from two different worlds. And it's not like I was thinking of even hooking up with her.

"I'm sorry" her hands were clutched together as she gazed at the floor.

"You should be" I placed my hands on my chest as I glared at the ceiling again.

"Anyway let's continue where we left off, so where are you parents? Do they know you're moving to LA" I asked while getting up to get something to eat from the refrigerator.

"I don't have any parents as I said Amanda is the only person I have" her tone was filled so much sorrow, even I could pick it up.

"Where are they?" I turned suddenly interested about this average beautiful blonde who has a terrible attitude.

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I think Brody is officially one the most hated Wattpad charecters 😂.

I just fixed this chapter so if you're new please stop here.. because I just realized the other chapters are so cheesy and messed up. I will fix them on Wednesday.

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