Author's Note : I'm just lazy to update!!!!!!! arghh!!!!!!! kill me pls!!! life if soo boring>>>>> However! i'm gonna try to update more often! btw : I started watching vampire diaries season 1 and it's actually very interesting ^^ enjoy people~
2 days later (as in after the party)
"Hey dad!" I screamed as I passed my dad's home office.
"Hey Nicole! Dinner out tonight!" He replied gesturing his hands making 8 with his fingers (8pm).
"Okay dad" I said going down the stairs.
"Wear something fancy!" He screamed on top pf his lungs.
"Why?" I said making my way up back upstairs.
"Coz its gonna be me , you , and the Harringtons." He said.
"Plus I want to show them my beautiful daughter." He continued.
"Okay" I said then saluted him.
Later that night (8pm)
"French huh?" I said to my dad when we arrived at a fancy french restaurant somewhere in Calabasses. "Yup! Dean's wife owns this place" dad replied.
"Nice." I muttered.
I got down from the limo taking my dad's hand.
"You look very beautiful Nicole , just like your mom." dad said then kissed my forehead.
"Thanks dad." I said. I was wearing a one shoulder light orange mini dress and a pair of golden strap heels. My hair was tied to a bohemian updo.
We walked in and saw a man waving at us. He was tall and brown haired.
"Hello partner." dad said before hugging him.
"You looking old tonight." he said. "Well we all do." dad replied with a laugh.
"Hello there... you must be Nicole." He said kissing my cheek. "Yes I am." I replied.
"You're very pretty Nicole and I like you." Dean said.
"aummm...thanks." I replied with a grin.
"This is my daughter Layla." he said.
"Hello Layla I'm Nicole nice to meet you." I said.
"Hello." she replied simply with a slight smile. "Okay bummer." I thought.
We seated in a big round table by the huge glass window and it started to rain outside.
I was seating next to my dad (his right) Dean was on his left and Layla seated one seat apart from Deans.
My dad was talking business with Dean while Layla was listening to her ipod and still no sign of Mrs Harrington and their son.
"Bounsoir" A woman said then kissed Dean on the lips and my dad's cheeks. She was red headed and she wore a knee length strapless black dress. Her lips was very red (lipstick).
"Hello.. you look lovely." my dad said.
"And you're late." Dean interrupted.
"I was checking the kitchen honey."
She said then seated in between Dean and Layla.
The seat next to me was empty and it was the last seat at our table.
"Stop with your music.'' she said sternly to Layla then yanked her earphones.
"Okay okay." Layla said in a low voice.
"Oh and you must be Nicole." She said. "Yes" I replied with a smile.
"My name's Belda meaning..."
"Fair maiden" I cut her off. "Yes how did you know?" She asked with a puzzled face.
"Nicole's mother .. was french." Dad replied placing his right arm on my shoulder. "Ouh yes yes Julie was. You look so much like her Nicole." she said with a smile.
"Thank you Mrs Harrington." I replied.
"Please call me Belda or even better mom." she said excitedly.
"Okay m.o.m" I said then smiled.
"And don't be shy to call me dad." Dean said.
"Wait.. why are you guys taking my daughter away from me?" dad said cheekily.
"auhh grow up David." Dean said then punched my dad's shoulder.
"Sorry I'm late." someone said then seated next to me.
"Where have you been?" Dean asked.
"Traffic was insane." he replied.
"And you're all wet." Belda said.
"Well I ran all the way here from the parking lot and its pouring outside" he said looking at his mom.
"come on!!! turn and face me will you?" I thought.
"This is Nicole." Dean said to him and he turned to face me. OMG!!!!!!! it's!
"Yeah I know." he said then smiled at me. "They've met thru Nick." My dad said. "Ouh that's nice." Belda said.
"Luke!?" I said. "Hey Nicole." he said."You're a Harrington?" I asked.
"Yeah." he replied simply.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked.
"You didn't ask." he said with a smirk then high-fived Layla.
"Well know you know.. Luke she's really clueless." Layla said then chuckled.
"Manners young lady!" Belda scolded to Layla.
"Sorry." Layla said facing me.
"It's fine." I said then smiled to Belda.
"Enough talking now lets order." Dean said. "Good I'm starving." Dad said then opened the menu.
Belda instructed her workers.
"So Nicole since Julie's french and you looked very french.. Do you speak any french?" she said.
"A little." I replied. "A little? Its her second language." dad said.
"ouh really?" Luke said then raised an eyebrow.
"Well lets give it a try then." Belda said. "I'll start" she continued.
"Comment allez-vous?(how are you)" she said. "Tres bien, merci.(fine thank you) I replied. She asked a few other questions and I replied them in fluent french.
"Well done Nicole." Luke said. "Thanks." I replied then smirked.
The food arrived and the rest of the night went really well. Luke and I talked a lot but Layla seemed to hate me.
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