The Clumsy Awards

TCA- Ch1

Chapter 1:

'Daddy please can i go to the new club downtown, I am 16 years old, responsible and nearly and adult, I will also not be by myself and you know that '

I beg pulling on the best puppy dog face i can towards my dad. He was 'fit' as some of my friends say, insert shudder please. He has dirty blond hair which was always messy, soft brown eyes, quite muscled for his age at 47 years old and stands at a proud 6ft.

He looks at me then sighs,

'As long as you are back home before midnight' he says sternly. I knew he would say yes. I am his only child and therefore his favourite. I smile widely showing off my pearly whites.  Jumping up and down then running over to give my dad to give him a hug, but  unfortunately for me my clumsiness kicks in and i trip nearly knocking us both to the floor.

'Careful Canika' he said once we had both regained our balance. I narrowed my eyes at him knowing my dad fully understood  what caused that action. It is because I strongly believe that my parents had cursed me by calling me Canika, now I can never never be graceful. I turn around and stormed out of my dads office, nearly walking into the door because I was so focused on the dramatic exit, that i had not realised that I had closed the door earlier when I had entered.

I make my way to my floor in the house. The third floor, yes we are rich. That is where my second name comes in 'Adrianna' meaning wealthy, that is one thing they did not get wrong. I arrived at my bedroom to find Mary my nanny slash maid making my bed. She has been the one who has looked after me after my mum had died when I was one. She is small with grey eyes, and short natural white hair with some grey strands because of age but I love her anyway. She is always there for me. I walk over to her to her and help her make my bed.

'I am guessing your dad let you go to the club then' she said in her sweet soft voice that i loved. I was shocked how did she know. I must of looked really confused or said it out loud because she answered my question,

'You have been talking non stop about it. Seeing as you are all happy I am guessing the answer was in fact yes' she smiled at me with amusement. I couldn't help but smile back and nodded, we continued talking about everything and nothing, i could tell her anything.

When she left after we were finished luckily with no incidents, I made my way towards my wardrobe. It was basically another room. Seriously who needs that much space for their clothes, so I turned it into a common room where my friends and i will go to relax, chat and eat. Yes I had a mini fridge in there. You can be jealous now mwhahaha ermm anyway, after untangling myself from my clothes, which had clearly attacked me, I got out and went to my en-suite bathroom. I went in and brushed my teeth, then went to wash my hair before showering.

 I got out the shower wrapping my towel around me tightly  then-

'THUMP'. 'Oww' I whispered in pain, while getting up and rubbing my now sensitive butt. As you may have now guessed by now, I had slipped. Do not laugh.

I decided to put some lotion on to make me look smooth and shiny. I put on my favourite coconut body lotion then got dressed into a simple black dress that went down to mid-thigh and showed enough cleavage. I then put on my red converse. Converse you wonder why not heels since I am going to a club. Well there is a reasonable explanation. One they are awesome and two, have you not seen how clumsy I am. I can barely walk on flats let alone heels. I have tried it ONCE was not pleasant, never again will I wear heels and that is a promise.

I loved the dress I brought from primark it fits me perfectly, suprisingly. I left my naturally straight blonde hair down. Ruffiling it up a bit to make it look less straight apart from my fringe. My fringe stopped right above my eyes. One of my favourite thing about myself. My eyes were  a  very light green, could even be classed as clear colour.

I decided that I was ready and called my friend Belle meaning beautiful which is true. She has pale skin but her curly black hair and red full lips compliment her skin, she is curvy like  me apparently. According to her, a little busty but it suits her. She is quite tall 5ft 6 compared to me at 4ft 5.

'Hello, you have now reached the Ukrainian dating hot-line how can i help you ?' she said in a very strong French accent. She always does this when she answers the phone it is pretty funny what she can come up with one the spot.

'Belly it is me you can stop that, are you ready?' I say smiling at the nick-name she hates but I guess old habits never die.

'Yes. I have been outside for ten minutes now. Have you not heard me beeping the horn, well not me but your limo driver' she said a bit annoyed. I do not know if it was because of the nickname or needing to wait.

'Oh err.. no actually I am coming down now' I say cutting the phone off dropping it into my red handbag and grabbing my red leather jacket then running out my room. Fortunately I only stumbled down at one point, at all three flights of stairs and tripped on nothing on the levels but falling was not included.

'Bye daddy and Marry, Belly's here' I shout and slamming the front door, hearing a faint bye from Mary and a scolding from my dad about the door. I smile to myself and then make my way to the car or limo carefully not wanting to fall at any point soon.

'Hey Harry, how are you today?' I ask. I am really close to most of the people who work for daddy. He was pretty young compared to the rest, just turned 30 years old exactly a month ago. I threw a big party for him and his family. He had brown short hair, chocolate brown eyes nothing special but he was pretty cute for his age.

'Hello Canika, I am fine thank you, where to today?' I frown when he uses my first name Adrianna, because I have ranted about how it must be a curse plenty of times and I am pretty sure that everyone who i talk to knows how much I do not like it.

'To the new club downtown' I say changing my expression to excited. He did not say anything and just chuckled like he knew what I was going to say. I am positive I have not talked about it that much. I turn to Belle and we both squeal, well I don't , because I can not stand that sound most of the time, but I do not mind Belle's squeal.. that much.

We arrived and I told Harry to pick up up at quarter to twelve and we got out. Now the problem was that we were under aged, I guess I might of forgotten to tell daddy that little piece of information, but you can not blame me he would of said no, I mentally pout. We walk up to the bouncers skipping the line, the people in the line are shouting at us to wait our turn, but ignore them dragging Belle with me. Once we reached the bouncers I called one over with my finger then tiptoed while he bent down till I could whisper in his ear.

 After whispering in his ear I smile as seductively at them as possible. I let out a silent sigh of relief when he let us in. I heard him say have fun before we turned the corner.

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