~Alia's POV~
It was Friday, the day I had been waiting for all week. I was sitting in my desk waiting for the bell to ring so I could get to Nate. He has not said a word about this weekend not matter how many times I would ask. I bit my lip as I looked at the clock. Finally the big hand moved to the six and the bell rang. I was up and out of my seat in seconds then out the door. I started heading for my locker when I spotted Nate. I smiled and he made his way over to me slipping his arm around my waist.
"Happy Friday ma petite fleur." He whispered in my ear. I giggled one of these days I am going to find out what that means.
"Happy Friday to you as well. When are we leaving...if I may ask?" Nate let out a low laugh.
"Is someone excited?"
"Anxious would be my word and nervous, nervous would defiantly be in there."
"Well we are not leaving."I turned to him confused.
"What do you mean I thought-"
"Yes we will be going but I'm sure you need time to get ready so I will send a car to pick you up at 6:30 understand?"
"We're not going together?"
"I will be waiting for you baby girl, Patrick will take good care of you and if he doesn't I'll have his head. He will answer almost any questions you may have."
"Okay." I said a little dissapointed.
"Okay go home and get ready, I'll be waiting."
"Okay see you soon."
"See you soon." He let go of me slowly giving me a kiss on the cheek. I let out a breath and got to my locker. I walked over to Manny and Katie who were in yet another argument.
"Hey Manny I hate to interrupt but I really need to go, Nate is taking me to what he calls the big house this weekend I need to get my homework done and get ready, can we go?"
"He's taking you to his mansion?" Katie said looking at me. I pressed my lips and nodded.
"Have you been what should I expect?" I said with a morsel of hope that she would tell me. She looked down and shook her head.
"I can't say...He never let me go." I let out an annoyed sigh.
"Come on Manny please please please."
"Okay." Manny said. He looked at Katie. "This isn't over."
"When is it ever?" I muttered. I grabbed Manny's hand and began pulling him out of the school. We made our way home I sat down and got my homework finished. I sat on my bed and looked out the window my bag packed and at my feet. An hour passed then two and I was getting hungry I went to the kitchen doing anything to pass the agonizing time. finally a knock at the door came. I dropped my sand which and raced to answer it. A man dressed in all black was at the door he was relatively young but and slightly good looking.
"Good evening is there a miss Alia Mayfair here?" He asked politely.
"That would be me." He smiled.
"Oh good, do you have any bags I may carry for you?"
"Oh um hold on a moment." I ran to my room and tossed the bag over my shoulder.
"Ali! Can have the last of your sandwich?" I head Manny shout. I cringed remembering my mess in the kitchen.
"Clean up my mess and it's yours." I walked back to the door. "Sorry about that."
"No problem Miss Mayfair, are you all ready to go." I swallowed a lump in my throat and nodded. "Please come with me." I followed the man out to a black limo that I am pretty sure I had seen in Nate's garage. "May I take your bag for you?"
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His Lovely Little Flower
General FictionNathaniel Fisher: Strong handsome popular and has the world at his fingertips. He looks like he's a nice guys, smart charming the usual player, but the truth he hides a dark secret Nate's father is one of most famous and well respected people in the...