Story of a girl who wanted EVERYTHING

Chapter 13

- Excuse me, but I couldn't leave you alone. You must be the most beautiful girl I had ever seen – he said his clichés. I smiled. While I was wondering if I ever met a guy who didn't say these boring things but something original or meaningful. I supposed I hadn't had the luck yet.

- Can I ask your name? – he almost seemed pathetic.

- Sorry, have to run now – I said as I noticed that Hakare went back to our table. She looked embarrassed, so I decided to check her out. Sarah and Kianna were still dancing, they seemed to enjoy themselves a lot.

- What's wrong? – I asked Hakare as I stood beside her. She had just sat down onto my place and almost jumped out from her skin because of me appearing beside her.

- Oh, nothing...

- Hakare is just jealous of you – Damien smiled.

- No! – Hakare shook her head violently then covered her face. To hide her blushing... I just laughed a little.

- Well, never feel jealous when some creeps are crawling after me – I said.

- Yet you didn't want my help – Tyler shrugged annoyedly.

- Because I'd be damned before I need help from anyone when guys like that approach me – I grinned at him. This kinda made him feel better, so he nodded.

- Young men and women, care to have some food? – one of the carnival people stepped to us. He was wearing foreign clothes and spoke our language with heavy accent. But he had popped the question of the evening.

- Bring us something to drink! Something strong, preferably – I smiled at him. But, obviously, he looked at me strangely.

- Aren't you a little too young to drink? – he asked suspiciously.

- I may look like a young girl, but I'm pretty over twenty, believe me! I just inherited blessed looks from my mother, looking young forever – I said confidently. Twenty was the official drinking age in the country.

- Yeah, you know... it's really hard to believe... - he answered.

- Don't I look like at least seventeen years old?! – I asked helplessly.

- Pretty hardly – he shook his head. And... I kinda broke there. But Tyler was just laughing, looking at young master Rhenon.

- How old are you again, young master? – he asked with the broadest smile.

- Twenty-one – he sighed, seeing what was coming. My face shone bright. No one from the others were twenty already.

- You see, he has a carriage and he's the best age too. You have to acknowledge me – Tyler whispered to me, but I was busy with slapping poor young master Rhenon's shoulder.

- Then bring drinks to the young master here! – I looked at the carnival man happily. – He's a big-time drinker, so you better hurry and bring a lot! He prefers strong alcohol... and he's the son of the Grandmaster from that big fancy Palace you must have seen while coming to this city. So... hurry!

- Oh... he is... o-of course! I hurry! – the carnival man seemed amazed by the fact that those two guys weren't only from the Heaven Seers Clan, but they were bluebloods too. He disappeared into the crowd of people within a second.

- Hey, hey, Winnie, you're ruining our reputation – young master Rhenon tried to smile to hide his shocked face. His brother was still silent, but he looked at me astonished as well.

- You have to sacrifice yourself for our well-being – I looked at him seriously.

- Is drinking a well-being to you? – young master Rhenon looked even more confused. Alongside his brother. Right now, they looked like twins.