Vanessa is an under the influence teen with a strict father. However, that doesn't stop her from doing what she wants when she wants, but when she meets Justin, the mature one out of her group of friends, she begins to see that her world doesn't rev...
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Saturday
Justin had scooped Vanessa up the next day. Feeling his warmth was the first thing she thought about when her feet greeted the hardwood flooring and creeped onto the fur carpet.
Looking over at her alarm clock she smiled slightly. She had plenty of time to get ready, he wasn't going to pick her up for another hour or so. Slipping on his hoodie that lay beside her on her bed, she sighed in content and bundled the hem into the balls of his fist. She now smelt like him. Swinging her legs out of the bed she slipped on her slippers and headed out of her room and down the hall before over looking the foyer.
"Father." She called.
"Yes, dear?"
"I'm going to view some art and then I'll be back to have a study session."
"View some art huh?" He questioned from downstairs.
Closing my eyes I bit my lip, "um..yeah. There's a few new pieces being displayed. I need to gain new inspo for a piece I'm stuck on."
"Hmm..alright, Vanessa." He sighed. With that Vanessa internally squealed and went back into her room to sort out what she was going to wear today.
She never expected what happened when he picked her up, instead of going directly to his place, he took her to one of his favorite locations in the city. An upscale piano boutique located a little east of the heart of the city owned by one of his mother's good friends. Throughout the car ride, they blasted lowkey songs, realizing they had similar taste when it came to sound cloud artist. Justin drummed his fingers throughout instrumentals that came through when his hand didn't make contact with the stick-shift. Vanessa couldn't help, but wrap her hand around a few of his fingers when he did so.
Grasping the gold framework of the door, he pulled it opened and nodded for Van to go in. Justin entered behind her and collected her hand. A glossy liquid washed over her eyes as she took in her surroundings. Marble flooring lay beneath her feet, chandeliers hung above her, complimenting the pure white walls that didn't hold a window. The building was so elegant and even though she was well dressed, she felt under dressed, as if what she was wearing didn't meet the standards of the facility at all.
"Ah, Justin." Oliver "Olly", the owner called as he approached Justin and Vanessa. He wore a nice satin suit in a off navy color with a white collared shirt, a black tie lay neatly on top and under the suit itself. He brought Justin into an embracing stance, causing Justin to drop Van's hand before patting his back and pulling away. Vanessa held her hands in front of her.
"Who is this lovely lady?" He asked, taking in her appearance.
"Oliver, this is Vanessa. Vanessa this is Oliver, also known as Olly. He's a family friend and the owner of this facility, if you will." Justin stated, using his hands to introduce the two. Olly continued to smile at the girl before walking grabbing one of hands and planting a light peck onto the back of it. A small blush painted itself along her cheeks although she was rather concerned about his greeting.
