I'm Short You're Tall, So What.

Chapter 15

Novosibirsk, RUSSIA.

'Unedited.'

(Chase)

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"Sir, would you like anything else?"

A formally dressed butler asked me, he had a neatly folded cloth over his arm. All my family members were sitting around a long rectangular table, well most of them. They were so damn formal and their etiquette was on point.

My father left in his private jet a day before the get together for some big conference. He was my father but - the man pisses me off, he takes care of us and always make sure we were alright but I wish he'd be more of a father figure to his family. It's always business.

"My name is Chase for the one hundredth time."

I said looking at my plate, ugh. This food looks vegan.

"Is anything the matter Sir?" 
He asked.

"Why is there only vegetable on my plate?"

The butler cleared his throat as the others undisturbed continued to eat.

"I'm afraid I cannot answer that question Sir."

I got up from the chair and he started to fix my clothes.

"I can do that myself."  I said in annoyance leaving the table.

"Chase, you cannot leave the dinner table in that manner and you're not even properly dressed."

Mother spoke. What's wrong with my clothes.

I stopped walking and I shoved my hands into my pockets.

"Philistine."

I heard my cousin Vladimir spoke with a cocky accent and I turned to look at him.

"What did you just call me?"

He cleared his throat wiping his mouth with a napkin.

"Philistine, I called you a Philistine."  He simply spoke getting up from his chair and I clenched my teeth glaring at him.

"Calm down Chase."

London said and I turned to leave the room, I hated spoiled rich brats. I didn't want to come here in the first place, why did father invited me to the family get together if he knew he wouldn't even be here!

I walked pass some big pillars hearing the echo of my footsteps, this place was huge - very huge. I must admit, it is beautiful and elegant in every way, I don't even want to think about the money part.

I saw a maid scurrying across the fine glassy looking tiles and I called out to her, she quickly came over to me.

"How might I help you Sir?"

"Please call me Chase, can you prepare this for me?"  I gave her a piece of paper and she looked at it.

"Most certainly, rest assured."

She said with a smile leaving with haste. I have given her a list of my favorite food because I can't just eat vegetables. I'm not a goat.

I changed into my basketball jersey and went to the court area, two guys dressed in full black pulled open some big wooden doors, this court was two times bigger than the one at school. Father knew I liked basketball so he got one built. It was very classy but I didn't like the design.

I walked inside looking around, who the hell made this basketball hoop? It looked like it was made for elementary school children!

I could easily touch the top of it, Ahhh! I scratched my head in frustration. Father knew nothing about basketball, why couldn't he get information on the court structure before building it!