The Certified Playboy

*The Child*

"Oh my Gosh Stacy, you are not finish yet?" I yell, I am waiting for her to finish almost 20 minutes already.

"Just a sec promise."

I watch her putting a mascara while sitting at my bed. "Looks like you really made a great effort just for this party, huh"

"Why don't you mind your own business Lex? and in case you forget this party is a birthday party! a birthday party of Marcos, for God's sake!"

I stand up and walk to her, hiding my smile. She looks very irritated "You know what? If you like Marcos you can tell me. I can make magic for you two."

"How many times do i have to tell you that I.DON'T.LIKE.HIM!?" She said emphasizing each words. "I just want to make sure that i look presentable tonight because he have many guest. I don't want to embarrass myself."

"Yeah, say that to your self. Like I am going to believe you." a big grin is visible on my face

"ALEX!!"

"Okey, okey." I held my hand up. Indicating surrender. "You look beautiful. Always beautiful, no need to be insecure. So what if there's gonna be many rich kids there? So what if they are wearing a signature dress? that doesn't matter, right? just be true to your self, and enjoy the night"

I gave her a comforting hug and look at her posture. She is wearing a cream blouse and cute gold shorts matching boots that same color to his top. Its simple but sophisticated. I really like her the way she bring her self. whatever she wear looks wonderful to her even a rag.

"yeah I know." she whisper to me

"So lets go?"

"Lets go" she answer

Before I walk out the door, I took a last glance at the mirror. I am not really a fun of dressing or make up. I just put a red lipstick, eye liner and a face powder. I don't give a very high effort for my looks, I love it simple. And I know my look don't matter tonight because after 30 minutes I'm going to go to bed already. That's my party routine and note that the party I attended is only thrown by Marcos. I can't say no to him, he's so persuasive.

I tear my gaze on the mirror when i heard Stacy said "Do you have any idea who this guy Marcos want you to meet?"

I remember the conversation Marcos and I have when he called me. "He just said that this guy also like motorbike." I said shrugging my shoulder. I don't really pay attention to what my cousin say but when Stacy knows this, she started asking question.

"Do you think this guy is handsome?"

"We are going to find out if you get into your car and drive to Marcos Walker's residence. And please, will you stop asking me question about this guy? because I don't give a damn to him"

By that we get to the car and Stacy started the engine and maneuver.