Yes, Sir - ONGOING

Chapter Four - The Gala

Asa Benoist

Our beloved Asa got up the next morning and smiled to herself. I have a good feeling about today, she thought as she got ready. She went through her morning routine, shower, brushing, doing her hair, getting dressed, and she made her way into the living room. Shawn sat on the couch to her surprise, and looked up at her when she entered the room.

"Asa I love you." He blurted out and stood, coming and giving her a hug. She felt like he didn't mean it, she knew it deep down but didn't want to question him, since she wanted to leave. "Why are you being nice to me?" She questioned and he began to silently cry on her shoulder.

"Shawn... what's going on?" She asked softly and patted his back twice.

"I just love you so much." He cried and the awkward tension was killing her. She knew something was up, but she couldn't place her finger on it. If only she knew... "Okay... we'll I'm gonna go see Camille and I'm getting ready at her house. I'll see you at 5, at your gala." She spoke out and picked up her car keys.

Shawn stood there in all his glory, sobbing uncontrollably, and she nervously chuckled, leaving the apartment. "Hey Ms. Parks." She called out as she passed her, and she got inside her car. It reeked of alcohol and sweat, and there was trash everywhere. She scrunched her nose in disgust and drove out the drive way, heading to her friends house.

"Finally girl! I was starting to think you had a side man or something!" Camille happily exclaimed and hugged her friend, jumping up and down.

"I'd never." She joked, and the two went inside.

"But I don't know babes, he's acting totally different. It's weird. I don't like it, per se. Also, he finishes so fast. I didn't even get to my own orgasm last night." Asa sighed as she hit the couch, laying down. "Well you said he was acting nice, so how could that be bad?" Camille said as she went to the back room, changing her attire. Asa heard the words come out of her mouth and remember the other night, when he had slapped her and she thought about bringing it up.

"Does this skirt make my ass look big?" She finally came out of the room and said. "Yes?" Asa replied and her friend grinned, turning on her heel back into the room.

"I say, fuck it, fuck him, I never liked him anyways, and after the party lets go drink!" Camille said and Asa thought about it for a moment. "Yes. That is what I need. It's a date." Asa grinned and she got up, digging through her friends fridge. "I'm jobless Camille! Jobless! What am I going to do?" Asa yelled to her friend as she scanned the fridge for snacks that required zero percent cooking.

"Guess what my opinion is about that babes.."

"What?"

"Fuck it!"

Camille giggled to herself, knowing that even if Asa didn't think she was funny, she did. The two girl spent the day together, and when 3 o clock came around, they began getting ready. "Let. Me. Do. Your. Makeup!" Camille screeched for the billionth time.

"You're gonna make me look like a drag queen!" Asa yelled back, running away from her into the back room. "Lies! Lies!" Camille called out, chasing after her.

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Once she was finished getting dressed, the two got in the car and headed toward the gala. "Why are you coming again?" Asa asked as she turned the corner.

"My dad works for that shit company so I'm going to support him." "Oh, I thought you were doing something nice to me for once." Asa joked, feigning that she was hurt and soon they arrived at the gala. The place was huge and the parking lot was even bigger, with a sea of cars spread out as far as there eyes could see.