Dinero-Pedri Gonzalez

Mistake

Can you imagine a better start to the day, sitting in my private pool surrounded by maids, looking at the most expensive villa in Barcelona that belongs to me. Technically it belongs to my dad but same thing. Life is wonderful, the only thing I'm thinking about is where I'm going to fly with my private jet.

At that moment, my cell phone rang. It was my best friend Barb, I know her from last year's fashion week in Paris. Her mother is very rich, of course not richer than my father, but still sickly rich. We clicked right away. She's a model, and has a real eye for fashion, and she's only one year older than me.

"Hi Barba, what's up?" I answered her call.
"Hi honey, I'm in town so I was wondering if you wanted to meet up?" Barb said.
"Do I want to, of course, what kind of question is that?",
"Wonderful, see you around 2."

I was very excited, I hadn't seen her since last month. I immediately jumped out of the pool and hurried to my room.I have a lot of clothes, so it always takes me ages to get dressed.I chose a dress that I thought looked nice on me at that moment. I called the chauffeur and waited in front of the villa. Normally I don't like to wait, but I wanted a special car, so I waited.

It wasn't long until I drove to the place where we were supposed to meet. When I saw Barb, I realized that we both had a Gucci bag. I guess that proves that we are soulmates.Barb had a short blue dress that I liked. I think I have a similar one at home, but I'm not sure. I can't remember all my dresses, logically.

Sofia's dress

Barb's dress

I love hanging out with Barb, everything is easier with her. We always talk about fashion and things that interest us both. Sometimes we gossip a little, but who doesn't? I hope we can be friends forever. It is very difficult to find a true friend at this time.

While we were talking, my cell phone rang. It was my dad. "Yes, dad," I answered. "Sofia where are you?" "With a friend in town." "Ok, but you mustn't forget that you have to appear at the charity dinner, after my donation to FC Barcelona." "Yes, don't worry dad, I'll be there." I hung up.

"What's wrong?" Barb asked. "It's nothing, just my dad, he's obsessed with football. He also constantly donates some money to one of the clubs." "What does that have to do with you?" Barb asked again. "I should also appear there, to look like I care," I explained, rolling my eyes. "It's not like the world is going to end if you don't attend." "I know, I just didn't attend the last time and dad was disappointed." "I see," Barb finished.

Barb and I had a great time. We drank a little too much and forgot about the time. When I checked the time, I realized that I was late for the charity dinner. I quickly said goodbye to Barb and rushed to the car and drove to the place where the charity dinner was being held. When I arrived, almost everyone had already left. I asked one of the security guards if my dad had left and he said that he had left about an hour ago.

I was driving home very upset. I was thinking about my dad. I wasn't afraid that he would be angry, but that he would be disappointed.

I arrived home and started climbing the stairs, I hoped that dad was sleeping. At that moment, I heard his voice, he called my name from the living room. I knew that voice very well. He was not angry, even worse, disappointed.

I walked slowly to the living room. He was sitting in his armchair. I stood in front of him, like an embarrassed child. The air was cold, it cut my whole body. Dad was looking at me under the eye. It was killing me. "Dad...", I started. "Sofia, go to the room, we'll talk in the morning," he replied coldly. I wasn't allowed to say anything, I just turned and left the living room. My house is quite big, but this time the walk to my room was like walking through the desert.