My Bestfriend's Other Bestfriend

Chapter 4

(Kayla Rushton)

Today is an important day. It was finally Stephanie's birthday. I was busy organizing the party at the hotel. I want everything to be perfect red.

"Busy as always, dragon," he said. I turned around and see his smirk.

"What the heck are you doing here?"

"Chill. I am here to check if the place is already set," he said while looking around. But then his brown eyes suddenly stared at me. "And also checking out my date."

I rolled my eyes as he says his last word.

He blackmailed me. I really hate this guy.

"Why are you still here? You are supposed to be doing your girl stuff and preparing for the party," his tone is more like commanding me to get out of here and style myself for freakin' hours. I don't do girl stuff like that. Thirty minutes is enough to prepare.

"I told you. You could have just bought another date since you have a lot of connections in a showbiz world. And a lot of pretty girls out there," I emphasizes there since I saw his fans drooling at him in the ground floor of the hotel. Good thing, the security was good enough to shoo them away.

I don't want anyone to ruin Steph's birthday. Speaking of her, I bet she still doing her beauty stuff that I don't want to know.

"And how many times I told you that I can't have another celebrity date. The media would make a big issue about it," he stated. Yeah, some media are allowed to witness the birthday celebration since they wanted it badly. Reporters and stalkers are so eager these days. "If I date other girls, they would think that I had a non-showbiz relationship."

Yeah, I already heard that line. He rather go with me because he could reason out something. Like we were the two bestfriends, no issue on that.

I even told him why not go alone. He replied that many girls would definitely bug or should I say flirt him all night. I run out of options so I decided to do it.

I don't like that idea anyway.

After all the arrangements, I swiftly change my outfit. Nah, it is just a simple green dress that I am wearing. White high heels and straight hair. I didn't bother to do make up because my face is becoming itchy when I used that. John is wearing a tux.

"You ready?" he asked. I nodded. Like I had a choice to say no.

So we made an entrance and walked in the red carpet. Soon, the place is filled with guest and reporters. The catering is a high class cuisine. Of course, I warned them to make everything perfectly fine or else I will fire them in my own hotel.

Yes, I own this hotel. Not everybody knows this confidential stuff.

The party will not be complete without the celebrant. The host called her.

"Stephanie Miller!"

Everybody claps welcoming the birthday girl walking downstairs. Steph was wearing an elegant red fluffy dress. Soon her escort, Mark, came to her. Mark is an old friend.

Steph probably don't want John to be her escort because I would be left behind. Good thing, she did that or else I would be cursing her by now.

So the party was going great until I saw my creepy ex boyfriend coming towards me. He was with his date, Tricia, a celebrity brat leech girl.

Well, that hurts a lot especially when he replace me with a leech.

"Hi, Kayla. Didn't got a chance to talk to you the other day," Carl said while Tricia's hand are currently at his arms.