Green-Eyed Himbo

Chapter 1

Sunday!What a bad day!

I groaned in bed.So hard to get up.

This was one more day off my boring life,or so I thought. I had just graduated from college with a first class in Fashion Designing.That was last month,and it was probably the last time I ever felt happy.

The days that followed just left me thinking it was all not even worth it.After getting the degree I endlessly pursued,here I was at home, hopeless and still fully dependent on my parents.

It had been my dream since middle school to be a fashion designer.i went to the College of Fashion Designing and Arts,so I kinda had already fulfilled that dream,but it just left me wanting more

"You ready for church,Alice?"Mom asked through the door
"I'll pass,you go ahead"was my involuntary reply.

She knew better than to insist.i stopped going to church when I got tired of listening to people preaching what they clearly never practiced.And Mom's pastor was one of those many other 'Men of God' that siphoned the church's money for themselves.I won't sit and listen to his sermons whatsoever!

I went back to sleep and woke up hours later after Mom had gone to church. It was pretty quiet,besides the countless maids scurrying around the mansion almost noiselessly.All you could hear was their pacing feet ,and some small talks.Dad would have been watching an action movie in the living room by now,but he's been on a business trip since last week, and Charlotte(everyone calls her Cay),my elder sister,went on a tour to China.
I'm never allowed to do such things,and the house staff usually called me 'Mama's boy' behind my back.

I was like an egg,and that was because Mom had a lot of issues when she had me had me and when I was finally born,the doctors said I needed extra care,more than any normal kid.That pretty much did it!Atleast I had someone to blame for ruining my life.

Since then,I've never been let out of their reach.Mom even wanted to move to Florida with me,but I threatened to drop out at my first year if she did.

The doctors were wrong though. I turned out to be physically healthy,and really handsome. I didn't make up the other part in my head.You can ask the schoolgirls who walk by our house everyday from school.
You'd probably hear"The tall guy?With pitch black long hair and green eyes? He's unreal! Like a kpop idol!".Well,that's what I hear them telling one of the housemaids a few weeks ago,and I still don't know what brought up that conversation.
Even some old men in my neighbourhood usually called me a fallen angel.

The long hair is all thanks to my Mom.Ever since I wa little, she was just too scared to touch a hair in my head because of what the doctors said.It actually used to be really long compared to now.One time when I was fourteen,Dad took us to the beach.Of course,they wouldn't let me go near the cold saltwater,but Cay was free to do anything.While I was sulking on the samd making dumb sandcastles close to Mom,I spotted a group of surfers walking past.They were all men,and they had REALLY LONG blond hair.i tapped Mom and pointed to them .

"They're hippies.Guys with really long hair,who do drugs and love listening to annoying rock music.Behind all that repulsive lifestyle ,they seem to advocate universal peace.That's all I know"Mom said.

They looked really ugly to me,and at the time, my hair was getting really long.And that's when I had the craziest assumption that it was due to the long hair they had such lifestyles!For the first time,I was horrified over my hair.I suddenly wanted to take it all off and look like most of the boys at school.

When we got back,first thing i told Mom was that i wanted to weave my hair into braids

"That's new"she exclaimed .I lied though.I sure didn't want braids.