Mistake ♦ Romitri

Chapter 11

I woke up with butterflies in my stomach. I rushed out of bed and towards the wardrobe looking for a suitable outfit. I looked through and found nothing so put on a simple black tank top and jeans. I hoped Lissa would let me borrow something when I was at hers. Sighing, I sat back down on the bed and waited for breakfast.

When they finally called, I ran up the stairs to grab an instant coffee and wait for Lissa outside. It wasn't long before Lissa pulled up in a small red Mini Cooper and I immediately jumped inside. It was amazing; I had found Dimitri's car amazing and his was a beaten up Honda Civic but this, this was like luxury.

Lissa laughed as I looked in awe around the car. 'How old are you, anyway?' I asked, wondering how old she had to be to even buy this nice a car.

'22 but I'm the last of my family so when they- went- I got a lot of money.' She pulled up in front of the house just in time because as soon as she stepped out the car, her whole body was shaking slightly.

'Lissa!' I rushed over to her and enveloped her in a hug, rubbing her back gently. 'Just don't think about it, Ok? I know what it feels like, just don't think about it.' She looked up and I could see tears in her eyes but its was mostly curiousity in her eyes.

'I lost my family too. I'm the last, just, I didn't get any money.' I put on a fake smile in hopes to cheer her up and she seemed to perk up a bit. She walked up to the front door and only now did I notice the giant mansion in front of us.

'What!' I squeaked, lost for words. 'How...how can this be your house?' She laughed from the doorway and just shouted, 'get inside!' I followed obediently and was struck by the grandeur of the interior. It was fit for a queen.

'Do all your friends have giant mansions? Excluding Dimitri, of course.' Lissa sighed.

'Our friends, Rose. And no, some do, some don't. Of course, most of us are older than you but some live normally. Mia's the same age as you so she's still living with her parents.' Lissa waved her hand absent-mindedly not seeming to care that much.

She seemed attentive when we entered her room and I was shocked to see bags of makeup spread across the room and two outfits laying on the bed. 'You didn't have to do this, Lissa?' I was shocked and could barely comprehend the amount of things out, let alone the cost of it all.

Lissa ran over to one of the outfits, picked it up and threw it at me. I barely caught it all but I had always had fast reflexes so caught most of it with ease. 'Are you sure, I'm fine to go in what I'm already wearing.' I tried once more, knowing it was a pointless argument.

She stayed adamant and just folded her arms, letting me know she was going to make me wear the outift: even if she had to push it over my head with my arms and legs tied. I sighed and went to the bathroom, getting ready as quickly as I could.

I left without looking in the mirror and as I entered the room, Lissa just looked at me before squealing so high that I swear it could have made me go deaf. 'You. Look. Amazing!' She screeched, making me cover my ears. 'Now all I have to do is a bit of makeup and your hair and you look like a princess.'

She was right. I stared in the mirror at my new look. My makeup was simple but stood out, my whole face looked different. My hair had been put in a bun with two ringlets shaping my face either side and a beautiful diamond, though I hope they were fake, clip keeping the bun in place.

My outfit was truly to die for. We were only going to the cafe but Lissa told me I had to look my best. In some people's eyes it might have seemed quite normal but I had lived off so little for months now, I had forgotten what luxury felt like. The white dress wasn't formal but wasn't casual either. It had a heart neckline and it ruffled at the bottom yet with the leather jacket that covered it, I brought it off as everyday wear.

My cheeks almost hurt from smiling so much. Lissa stood beside me with a simple green sundress and a blue denim jacket over it. We both wore black heels though mine were a lot taller so we were now the same height. I pulled Lissa into a bone-crushing hug and thanked her over and over until it was time to leave.

The journey there was quick and Lissa took us in her overly price white convertible. When we got out the car we walked the short walk to the cafe from the parking lot and we both got too many stares compared to what I was used to.

We were standing outside the cafe and I couldn't help but stare at it in awe. It was beautiful and more like a patisserie than a cafe. Cake's lined the window along with a whole shelf of chocolate-glazed donuts that made me drool. Lissa laughed at my childness and dragged me inside to were all our friends were sitting.

Before I sat down, I couldn't help but blush at Dimitri's stares. He looked at me as if I was a goddess. Then, I noticed something else weird: it wasn't only him. Most the boys were talking amongst themselves but Adrian was staring at me as if he was worshipping me.

Confusion flooded through me but I passed off his look to being drunk again. And I was right, he was. I sat down at the circular table and the waitress came up to us, asking for our orders. Everyone ordered something but I passed, no matter how much I wanted one of those donuts.

Lissa looked at me, confused. 'Why didn't you get anything, Rose.' I looked at the floor, hesitating to answer. I couldn't bare to say it in front of everyone. It was bad enough that I had left last time but ordering nothing because I had no money to buy it with was plain embarrassing.

'I- I...' I shoved my chair back, ready to leave but Lissa's arm kept me put.

'No, Rose. Just tell me what's wrong.' Everyone was staring now and I felt like I was about to cry so I just said it and said to myself that they would judge me later anyway.

'I... I have no money.' I mumbled so only Lissa could hear. Dimitri, who was on the other side of me, seemed to have heard to. He put his hand on my leg and rubbed sympathetically. I felt like he was leading me on but I knew he was just trying to be kind so I didn't mention anything.

'Oh, Rose. I'm paying for you! No arguments!' She used the voice she had earlier and I knew I had no choice but to follow orders. She dragged me out of my chair and towards the counter. I suddenly felt missing as Dimitri's hand left my leg but I ignored the voice at the back of my head telling me to go back to him. It's what I did everyday.

I ordered the chocolate donut I had seen and when it came to the table I ate it in three bites. Everyone stared at me shocked and I just smirked.

'That's quite some eating skills you got there, little donut.' He slurred.

'Little donut, really?' I raised both my eyebrows at him, unable to only do one, and he just stared at me. I wasn't sure if I was imagining it but I think I could see Dimitri clench his fists under the table. I desperately wanted to comfort him but doing anything would just draw attention. Luckily, no one had seen his hands on my leg as they had been in his lap the whole time we were here but mine were on the table and there was no way I could do anything subtly.

Everyone went on with their conversations and Dimiti leaning into me and whispered. 'After this, can you come over to mine. We need to go through some things.' I nodded and he reverted back to his normal position.

I suddenly remembered something, I kept on forgetting to ask. I got the phone Lissa had bought me out of the bag and tapped her shoulder. She turned around immediately, cutting off her conversation with Christian who immediately started talking to Eddie.

'Um...It's just that I don't know how to work it...' I was really embarrassed at not knowing how to use it but I had only had a really cheap brick phone when my parents were alive and that didn't work anymore. Now, I had no phone.

She showed me how to use it and I was glad. I got everyone's numbers from round the table, excluding Adrian who was apparently too cool for phones.

The whole meet up went well in the end and I felt surprisingly drawn to Eddie, he was really nice. We left one by one and me and Dimitri were last to go. He held out his hand to help me up, as the gentlemen he is, and I took it without hesitation loving the sensation of his hand in mine. We walked out the shop and to his car as I prepared myself for the speech to come.

That was how I ended up with the best group of friends a girl could wish for.

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