Contumacious

Parte 3

As soon as I enter, Katherine is already dressed in a very chic black, lace dress with a full make-up face. I sometimes wonder if she wakes up like this. She asks what took me so long, and before getting an answer, commands me to get dressed as fast as possible.

In a matter of 15 minutes, I'm in light blue, ripped skinny jeans, matching it with a white basic, navy blue blazer, and beige Timberlands boots. That should do. My hair slightly messed with, and is in a high bun.

Once I'm done, I head downstairs to my car. My moms heels clicking getting louder the further I go down the stairs and echoing in the big house. I get in my car, turn on the engine, as she makes her way inside hers. And off we go.

I follow her car because I could easily get lost, and almost 30 minutes lost of my life later we were there, and fuck I don't want to do this.

After making a tiny conversation with the bouncer outside the restaurant I give him my keys and get moving inside.

Almost instantly, I notice the table where Stan is standing. He's is adjusting his fitted suit, while looking towards me and mumbles something to the tiny group.

There it goes. Three other people are at the end of the table. Red short dress, another long Royal Blue, and a Black suit. Looks like people my dad would make a deal with.

I take my seat, and get instantly introduced to Ella short for Pamella and Harmon. And a slut. But before all of that I spot an empty seat, turning my head to Kate, I glance over to the empty seat.

Blue dress or 'Ella' notices my sneaky gesture and goes "Oh, Eric is late I'm sure its something important. He'll be here any minute" more British accent. Look, I met the 'hottest man alive' and trust me having a British accent is the cherry on top. She smiles warmly at me, while I shrug and sit more comfortably, Stan gives me a death glare, but all I do is raise my eyebrows, and tilt my head in a questioning manner.

Before the four folks look at each other and fake laugh at what I assume is useless shit, they introduce me to the chick sitting opposite to me. Serena. She's got her moms blonde hair. Her dress is in a very deep V cut. Any sudden movement and her breasts would pop out. She flashes me a wink and a flirtatious smile. I smile falsely and pull out my phone. 

After what feels like forever, I hear footsteps behind me. Finally, the food part, the only reason I'm in this place.

"Hey, I'm sorry I'm late. It was an emergency." he says apologetically behind me. Hold on I heard thi- 

Fuck.

I don't look behind hoping its not him yet showing zero emotions on my face. He walks towards his chair and takes a seat. Yup. I now recognise the Green Lantern, and the same British accent. The place was fancy but very poor lit. They can afford fancy chandeliers but can't put some fucking bulbs in it? Why would you light one of the largest restaurants in Hollywood with some fucking candles? However, his eyes were still shinning.

I slowly shuffled in my seat. waiting to be properly introduced to the person who wouldn't take his eyes off of me earlier today.

Kate looks over to him and goes, "Derek this is Nathan"

"We meet again" I smirk at the dude. call me shit, but I just wanna see that face of his go all tomato-ish.

Wait. Wha- my train of thought crashes when she squeaks again "You guys already met!" in a high pitched voice. Goddamit do all women have this voice, or is it only the ones who are trying to make money?

"Not formally" I reply. Not breaking eye contact, to see how red can it get. Do you think it can break earlier's?

While the others are blabbering about shit. I see a waiter approaching us.

"Good evening Mr. Cavan," he pauses, "ladies and gentlemen," bowing lightly without ruining his tux. "My name is Eugene and I'll be your host this evening. Tonight's special is seafood." He says as he starts handing each and everyone of us a menu. "If need any assistance, I'll be alarmed" I look at the Green lantern from the corner of my eye. While the waiter points in the middle of the table at a button.

"I'm allergic" he whispers, to the woman I, but I'm pretty sure the whole table heard him from how quiet the place is. After a comfortable while of silence I decide that this is my chance. I wouldn't get a better one to escape from this dumpster.

"Common" I stand up slowly to avoid the dragging noise of the chair. Not prestigious. All of them now turned from their menus. But I don't bother looking at them and wave my hands towards the exit. Looking straight at the emerald eyed.

"Whats wrong, Nathan?" In a rather threatening voice than concerned, if looks could kill, I'd have a thousand bullets in my face from Kate and half the table. She gives me one her 'Classy Katherine death glares' but I prefer to ignore it and go on with my life.

"He's allergic, we'll go somewhere else nearby" I wave again. "Common" except he follows this time, but then again, there is always an unexpected surprise.

"Can I come along?" A very similar squeak to Kate's, I look over my shoulder and see the chick in the Red dress, that is not doing its job in covering anything, speaks up. My answer would be 'a no to a hoe' but then I see the whole table looking at the three of us. And that includes Stan and Kate.

I try to pull off my closest to fake a smile and manage to say it "yes, of course!" And I can already tell Kate is extremely satisfied with my answer.

I fast walk to where we entered this mice trap. I knew this was my best chance to leave this hell hole. I also know for a fact that in about 5 minutes this chat is going to get all business-y and I'm not sure I would like to hear any of it. Neither one of us would want to as a matter of fact.

We get out of the front door and the chilly weather slaps our faces. God how cold does it get in here. We walk over to my car as the parking dude, who I met earlier, tosses me the keys. I like people comfortable. Like this dude, I literally had a two minute chat with him and he's already tossing me my keys. The Lantern looks as uncomfortable as it can get, he needs a chill pill. While however the custard cap makes her way too confidently to my passenger seat. When did she get too comfortable?

She gets in the passenger seat as he follows in the back, its quiet small in the back but I'm sure he can manage with a size of his.

I turn on the engine. Thats when his questions begin.

"Where are we going?" The lantern asks.

"You tell me, I'm the one new in town" I shrug

"Wait you just moved in?" The banana head jumps in.

"Not exactly I come here once in a while, but never stay for too long" I answer back. those many questions are just way too unnecessary, stated that I'm stuck with two dorks. 

"Take a left" he instructs, and believe me I wouldn't have listened if I had any other options.

Soon enough, after the goldilocks got comfortable and connected her phone to my car, dancing her ass off, we reached a gas station.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" I mumble under my breath, unaware that it was audible from all the loud music.