Chapter 21 - Harmonal Nervousness

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Samara's P.O.V.

"Samara! Breathe!" Rosalie and Sawyer shouted in unison. It had been hours that they had been trying to calm me down from my hyperventilating trauma after Kevin told me that I'm invited to his house today evening. Now, it's not like I hadn't been to his house before. I had been there, even met his mother. But it was not more than a simple greeting before we could rush into his room. Moreover, I'd never met his father as he had always been too busy with his work.

"How can I breathe peacefully? He invited me for diner, and not a normal diner! It's a diner in front of his parents, his parents who are rich as heck! I don't even know how should I behave in front of a whole Richie Rich family!" I snapped.

"Hey! Even my family is wealthy. You just have to behave like you normally do." Rosalie replied casually.

"Normally, she's a freaking psycho Rose." Sawyer stated with a dramatic eye roll.

"Shut up you... you.. you.." I wonder why I can't ever find the correct insulting words when I need them. That's really weird and annoying.

"Yeah Samara, you can do it! Wanker, knobhead or even better, smellfungus?" This is one of the moments where I desperately want to make another part of the movie Saw, so that I could crush his whole body in between two closing walls. I picked up the nearest object, which due to my bad luck, was an empty can of soda and threw it straight away at Sawyer who dodged it with a pillow, making the ball hit the door with a bang!

"Well done. It's an homerun." I announced grinning as all three of us started laughing like animals.

"See? You can behave like a maniac in my house and nobody's going so say anything." Rosalie said with a proud smile which suddenly vanished when her mother came barging in her room with a pissed look.

"Could you guys control your voice a bit please?" Mrs. Hale asked with a smile on her face. I could make out her anger from the sinister smile she was carrying.

"Mom we're just having some fun." Rosalie replied in a duh-uh tone.

"Well, Mr. Warren Buffette is here Rosy. So you need to lower your voices a bit so that he can talk peacefully with your father." She said sternly before leaving.

"So, you were telling us to behave normal. Right?" I questioned raising my eyebrow.

"Warren Buffette?" Sawyer asked gaping.

"Okay, maybe sometimes it's different." Rosalie replied.

"Warren Buffette?" Sawyer asked again with the same shocked expression.

"Yeah, my father is his partial lawyer as he handles most of his cases." She replied coolly before continuing, "Anyways, let's get back to where we were."

"Yes, so what I'm trying to say is that it feels like tasting a cheesecake for the first time, you know how cheese and cake taste like, but mixing the two can taste horrendous. Likewise, she's met Kevin alot of times and technically his parents should be cool too as stated by him but you're afraid that if you meet them, you may end up hating everyone."

After Sawyer's little speech ended, me and Rosalie were just staring at him with a blank expression. Sawyer can be very technical at times but a being food scientist is off limits.

I wonder what's going to happen in the evening with me. I sighed as I thought to myself.

After a few hours of nervousness and a few more of dressing up and alot more of makeup, I felt a bit relieved.

"You look beautiful." Rosalie said with a bright smile which exposed her pretty dimples.

"Do I?" I asked a bit nervously as I checked myself in the mirror.

I was wearing a black floral skirt which perfectly flowed over my curves with a white tank top and a cream lace blazer. The red velvet heels complemented my porcelain like legs, which were literally killing me, and the pearly necklace sat beautifully over my neck. My brown wavy hair which I generally hated were the highlight of my look today as they were making me seem like a fine, graceful lady.

If you are wondering that where did Sawyer go, you can easily guess that he left of boredom as hours of girl talk can make any guy undergo depression.

A knock on the door suddenly disrupted my thoughts.

"Come in!" Rosalie said as Austin came in through the door.

"Hey sis there's a guy waiting outside. Did you have a dat--", suddenly he stopped as his eyes caught me. He gulped whilst he looked at me from head to toe, his gaze made my cheeks burn. After a few seconds, he continued, "Dazzling." It seemed as his eyes were boring into my body making me conscious.

"Umm.. I mean the dress." He cleared up looking down whilst smoothing his hair.

"Hey! You have seven missed calls on your phone and all of them are from Kevin!" Rosalie stated making me forget about everything else and grab the phone from her to check the time on the screen.

"Holy cow! It's ten past seven! Kevin was supposed to pick me up at seven and I'm already running ten minutes late! What will his parents think about me?" I shrieked in panic.

"Calm down Sam." Rosalie replied in a soft tone which was followed by a sharp horn. Impatient guys!

"I should go! Wait, is my mascara on? The lipstick hasn't chipped, right? Do I look okay?" I asked nervously.

"Woah, do you have panic attacks all the time?" Austin asked smiling. He had a charming smile which could take away the breath of any girl.

Why am I drooling over his smile?

Maybe, it's just nervousness.

"Could you take her down Aus? I'm afraid that she's so nervous that she can fall off the stairs or slip over the porch."

"Sure sis. Come Samara." He said as he lead me towards the stairs. I'd never worn heels before and they were really a pain in my ankles. I lost my balance several times in the way but thanks to Austin that he held me to prevent me from breaking my jaw. This seemed like the royal walk you're supposed to do with your father just before your marriage ceremony.

The way to the porch seemed like hours but maybe that was because of our silence. I mean what is there to talk about to your best friend's brother?

"Pulchritudinous." Kevin exclaimed as we reached his car.

"Pulpy what?" I asked in astonishment.

"It's a synonym for beautiful." Austin responded with a smile.

"Right." Kevin said clenching his jaw a bit.

"I may get going now as you're there to handle this beauty now." Austin replied coolly.

"I have always been there with her, Austin." Kevin winked as he held my hand as kissed it making me blush. Now, two guys appreciating me made flattered me alot, but somehow I felt that there was a guy war going on for me.

"Hey, we're getting late. It's already fifteen past seven Kev." Wait, only five minutes have passed since I checked my watch the last time? This day is definitely in slow motion.

We said goodbye to Austin and Kevin drove us to his house as fast as he could.

After we reached, we rang the bell and waited for the door to open whilst my heart was racing with anxiety and distress.

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