Don't let them see that they get to you.
-Nick.P.Wilde, Zootopia.
The mansion was so beautiful and huge that if he wasn't here with me I'm sure I'd get lost.
Andrew walked and I followed,occasionally looking back to see if I was still with him.
Thank God he didn't try to talk to me I thought gratefully.
I slowed my pace to check my phone for the time. I still had an hour and 30 minutes. I looked back up to find the imbecile was no where to be found. I walked a few more steps trying to find him but couldn't.
He walks too fast I thought, starting to get even more irritated by him. I found a bench and sat there figuring he'd come back when he realized I wasn't with him, and so he did a couple minutes later. I hadn't realized his arrival because I had my headphones on until he began to speak.
"What are you doing sitting" he asked through gritted teeth.
I raised my head from my phone and said
"I need to get back to my aunt, please lead the way" I requested sounding bored.
"Good." He said "I've got better things to do anyway" he muttered grumpily.
He began to walk and I followed again.
"Y'know you owe me an apology." He said as he walked in front of me.
"No I don't" I said realizing he was referring to our not so friendly encounter a month ago.
"Yes you do"
"I'm even surprised you remember" I said sounding bored.
"I'm never quick to forget those who wrong me"
"In that case why do you remember me?"
"You know why,because of you something very important broke that day"
"You bumped into me" i said defiantly. He tightened his hands into a fist and said no more. We continued this way to the house.
He pushed the door open,not waiting for me to get in before shutting it on my face. Anger and irritation started to well up inside me.
Exactly who does he think he is. I pushed the door rather forcefully and stalked into the living room ready to give him a piece of my mind when I was greeted by my aunt, Mr Dalton's wrinkly old face beaming at me. I totally forgot they were here. I pulled the skirt of my dress down and swept off imaginary dust off it in an attempt to look cool,and not a raging monster ready to unleash her fury on his son.
His son. Where is that shitty excuse for a human anyway? I asked myself as I tried to walk calmly towards the aforementioned people. I later noticed shit head sitting at the far end of the room and gave him a glare that could melt a rock. Luckily for him his eyes were glued to his phone. I sat near my aunt and told her we needed to get going reminding her about my lectures.
"Oh well Andrew could drop you off then" she suggested looking at Mr Dalton as if to say 'back me up'.
"Yes! how convenient for us they go to the same school" he added "Your aunt and I have a lot to discuss for tomorrow. Which reminds me,you are going to the ball correct?" He asked hopefully
"Yes I am" I answered.
"Andrew!" He called out and the imbecile came to our side of the room.
"Remember when I asked you if you had a date to the ball?" Mr Dalton asked him. Hearing that I already didn't like where this was going. Mr shit head nodded in answer.
"Well why don't you take Ramona with you?" He suggested. On hearing that I started to cough as I choked on the orange juice I was sipping that Mr Dalton had his house keeper bring for us a while after breakfast.
