Suit up Mr. Riley

Six

Clarissa laughed as Andrew made a complete idiot out of himself.

"That's not funny!" Andrew yelled.

As Clarissa continued her fit of laughter.

"Yes it is." Clarissa said as she wiped a tear and shook her head.

"My childhood is funny too you." He stated more so than asked, as he raised his eyebrow.

She stopped laughing, and just smiled at him. He was so cute, the way his dimples showed when he smiled, to the way his eyes lit up like fireworks had gone off.

He wasn't all that bad once you got past his asshole exterior.

"What?" Andrew asked smirking.

"Nothing, just you."

"Me?"

She smiled. "Yes you."

He bit his lower lip and scratched the back of his head.

Andrew looked nervous and was nervous. They had spent almost every other afternoon together since he said he wanted to talk to her, about her.

That was a 2 & a half weeks ago, and Clarissa really enjoyed Andrews out of work company.

"Um Clarissa?"

"Yea." She said looking into his eyes.

He just looked into her eyes. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Right at that moment the specks of green in her eyes were ever present.

"Would you like to go to dinner with me?"

Her cheeks lightly tinted red and she put her head down, letting her red hair cascade over her face.

He loved her red hair, and how it was a long curly ocean of beauty.

Andrew smiled, then put out hand and lifted her chin.

He looked into her eyes, and she just blinked at him. Her cheeks got even more red.

"I'll take that as a yes."

Though it seems impossible, her cheeks got even more red. She bit her lip and nodded yes.

"So can I pick you up at 8?"

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Andrew drove up to the gigantic semi-rusted iron fence.

'Was he at the right house' he thought.

He had taken the directions Clarissa gave him, and followed them exactly.

He pressed the intercom button.

"How may I help you?" A deep french accented person asked over the intercom.

"I'm here to pick up Clarissa." Andrew answered.

"Name please."

"Andrew Riley."

The gate opened at the mention of Andrews name.

Andrew drove down the long expanse of trees and very old amazingly crafted statues.

He finally made it to the main house, and his jaw dropped. He had never been, let alone seen such a enormous mansion in his life.

Clarissa's mansion was over
3 stories tall, it had to be a good mile+ long, if not a 2 or 3 miles. That didn't even include the separate living quarters(guest houses)

Andrew straighted himself up, and walked to the front door. He grabbed the giant knocker, and knocked on the door.

The door opened to reveal a tall pale man with dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes.