Learn The Game

ALFRED

Chapter 4

All night Clay had to help me somewhat pack for Italy.  I don't see why I have at least one more day until I leave. But his reason is so we are prepared for the long trip. I honestly can't wait for Italy the place sure looks nice. But if the place is a dream, than the lady's must be too. And I bet the parties are the best, I just don't get how clay can't see that. 

Probably because Mr. Hik's hypnotized him, to become just like him. It's pretty obvious, because just the way Clay acts it's as if he's Mr. Hik's son. Maybe I just need to show Clay the adventure, as in he should see what I see.

"Clay what the hell are you doing?" He's been rumbling around all morning, and I have no idea why.

"I'm getting ready for a meeting." He was in front of a mirror, making sure that he looked good.

"Dude what is with you thinking that you have to look good for those stupid meetings, it's not like your meeting some hot chick." I pointed out.

He took in a breath in than huffed out the air. "I am getting a girl, and she's not some hot chick."

I rumbled up off my bed surprised at what clay had said. "You have a date!" I walked over towards Clay, which he stood in the same spot in front of the mirror fixing his already perfect black hair.

"Yes Alfred I have a date." He seem agitated about me picking on him about him having a date.

"Wait are you going into a serious relationship with this girl?" How could Clay be in a serious relationship and didn't even tell me. I could have given him helpful advice, more specific in bed.

"Yea why are you so surprised, why do you think I won't hang out with you to get some hot chick." He turned to face me, looking at me with a straight face.

"I could of given you great advice, by that I mean I could give you a few tips about being in bed with who ever this is." I gave him a devilish look and winked. But he only huffed at me.

"Alfred not everything is about getting laid! It's not about picking the most hottest lady's in the world than get them in bed! It's about getting to now each other, and learning to ingrate yourself into your true loves heart."  

Well he sure has a lot of emotion, almost to much emotion to even be called a man. "But don't you think your a bit young for true love?"

"Love comes in unexpected and unexplained  way's, don't forget that Alfred." He walked out of the door frustrated. 

Love seems to much to take care of. You have to tell each other these three words that mean nothing they just float around in the air. Your stuck in a cage from the person you desperately care for so much. That's why it's better to be free and just have fun, you know mess around. 

I sat there thinking why people like Clay have to be like that. They want to grow old together and love each and make a fam-. And be with each other as long as there life line takes them. I don't think I'll ever settle down anytime soon.

I looked at my five different bags, I'm a heavy packer. You can't blame me, now can you? That's what I thought.  Clay tried to get me to pack one or two bags, but I don't know what in the world he was thinking. I have one whole bag full of shoes, another for shorts and pants, one for shirts and jackets, one for watches, rings, and ties., and the last one full of my bathing items. You shouldn't judge me I like to stay organized.

And I don't go on public planes, it's simple I have my own private jet. Theres champaign, and red wine. With verities of food such as from fruit, to meats.  There's expensive silverware in there to, as well as lovely rugs and furniture.