Fakeness
"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know you had the authority to judge me. Who are you? God? I am not some slut," I say crossing my arms over my chest.
"Oh I'm sorry you don't like my honesty, but to be fair, I don't like your lies," he says leaning on the kitchen counter as I walk up to him.
"You will regret what you say to me," I say pointing my finger up at him he was extremely tall, taller than everyone here.
"Sure I will," he fakes a yawn. "So are you going to take out the trash or am I," he completely ignores me and looks over and Spencer.
"What that's all it was getting amusing but what I'm about to say next might make my day when I see your face," Spencer clears his throat. "Guys I would like you to meet Ebony Knight, fashion designer and owner of Knight Wear she can also be regonized as your boss," Spencer finishes his rant and I'm left confused but the tall guy looks straight back at me scared but with a fake smile to cover it.
"Hello I think we got off on the wrong foot, so I would like to sincerely apologise for my absolutely rude disrespectful words," he holds out his hand but I ignore it and look to Spencer again.
"What just happened?" I raise and eyebrow.
"Oh I helped him realize that he works as a model for your company and need your pay checks after he decided to not follow in his parents footsteps who cut him off and now is begging for your forgiveness, which looks and sounded pathetic, I think he should be on his knees maybe a few tears maybe even kissing your feet." Spencer looked absolutely serious.
"Way to just spill my life like that," the guy in front of me looks annoyed.
"Well let me introduce myself, I'm Sebastian Wellington, one of your best models I assure you," and there's that fake smile again and I give him the same fakeness in return.
"Then lastly here is the Vincent King the son of King Kompany, he says and the crowd goes wild," he cups his mouth and makes the sound of fans cheering.
I turn and notice the guy who I hadn't payed much mind to siting on a bar stool looking through his phone, he was even cuter than the other two guys. I think I could even see a tattoo or two and his freckles danced perfectly on his face.
He stands and walks over to me. "I think I can introduce myself to the woman who made me the best tux I've ever worn to an event myself," he chuckles and holds out his hand. "Hello I'm Vincent King, it's amazing to finally meet you in person," he gives a genuine smile.
"It's nice to meet you too me and my Dad use a lot of the things your family makes," I say and shake his hand.
"So why are you here," I here the guy named Han asked as he pulled some grapes out the fridge.
"Well we just moved here and I need to go to school so I come here now," I give the shirt explanation.
"No like why are in our house like sorry to say but, we don't usually let girls live here and if we did then my girlfriend would live here with me," he raise he hands in defense.
"Spencer.. didn't tell you guys..?" I look at all three of them but Vincent seemed to be the only one who wasn't surprised by my questioning.
"What didn't he tell us?" Sebastian folds his arms across his chest.
"That I'll be staying here," I say and the guys all turn to look at Spencer with anger glares except Vincent.
"Okay I know what your thinking but she needed a space until her place was finished being renovated and she'll be here for no more than a week and considering who she is I thought you guys wouldn't mind, you don't mind do you? Good, I'll show you to your room now Eb," he says rushed then pulls me towards a archways that leads to the living room and to the stairs that lead to the second level.
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