Wearing the black little dress that Marga lent me, she also applied some make-up on my face and blowered my long black hair. I am not used to this but I just let her play with me. Well she doesn't have any sibling so maybe this is why she's enjoying the mood.
"Here. Sofia you are so pretty"
"So do you Marga"
"Let's go and kick the night!"
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Loud party music, dancing, drinking, and laughing people everywhere.
"I'll just get a drink Sof and try to enjoy the night"
"Marga! Wait!"
She left me. I look around and suddenly, I saw the ball owner. I bow down and walk away from him but to my surprise he's in front of me. So quick.
"Look who's here", he murmurs
"Get lost"
I turn my back and walk away but he grabs my arm
"What?"
"Your window is fixed, give me back the ball"
"Correction! It wasn't you who fixed it Mister"
"Do I have to break it again? Or you will just give it to me peacefully"
"What's wrong with you?"
"With me?"
"You think you can scare everyone? Well not me! Whoever you are, I don't care."
Pulling my arm, I run to the corner and grab some drink. I have to calm myself. But how? Marga is talking with someone.
My third glass of Mojito helped to calm me down and enjoy the music.
I manage to sit and watch Marga dancing with someone.
"Hi"
A tall white guy with a fine muscular body sits beside me
"Hi"
"Are you enjoying the night?"
"I'm trying", I smile
"I am Michael"
"Sofia." We shakehands
"First time? I mean I haven't seen you before"
"Yup. I am a transferee student. I'll play volleyball for this school next season."
"Cool. So you transferred because of the volleyball offer?"
"Not exactly. I transferred because I want to experience a different environment. You know, some independence from my parents"
"Independence huh? Well have you met some friends?
"I have one-- Marga" I point at her direction
"Margarette Taylor, she's my friend too. Well we're family friends"
"Small world eh? She's my roommate actually"
"You have two now"
"I'm sorry?"
"You have two friends now, count me as one" he winks and smile. I giggle
"Of course. Thank you" I smile back
Another sound from our back caught our attention
"Michael!", the ball-owner is again interrupting
"Brett", he stands up and shakes Brett's hand.
"Oh look. I wasn't informed you know each other" he's referring to Michael and I
"We just met now. Sofia, this is Brett. Brett, Sofia."
"So the name's Sofia" his eyes widen so I narrow mine
"Have you met before?" Michael asks me
"Not really. He just broke the window of our room earlier today" my arms folded while Brett's grinning
"Woah. It was an accident. And accidents are unintentional"
"And unintentional scenario needs an apology, Mister"
Michael is trying to soften the atmosphere between Brett and I
"Take it easy guys. This is supposed to be a fun night. I think you two needs to talk"
I shake my head while Brett's smiling
"Can I talk to you in private Sofia?"
I narrow my eyes. And I am thinking if do I really have to talk to him. I sigh
"Fine!" My hands on air surrendering my anger
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Our Kind Of Relationship
RomanceA simple college student, Sofia Johnson meets the black sheep son of the wealthy Wheeler family, Brett Wheeler. What awaits their fate?