Chapter 13

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"I can walk from here" Mallory said to Ezekiel when she got off his car. Ezekiel noticed she still had to walk a lot up her driveway but her house was in the middle of all their property and it was gated. They had security in the gate and it was only obvious that they had to have protection with all that wealth they had. Ezekiel looked at the security that was in his booth and he wasn't one of those securities that slacked off and was on his phone during his working hours.

Ezekiel didn't get at a look of her house but if the driveway looked so good he could only imagine what the house looked like. The driveway had concrete that was nice and clean because of the maintenance that was done every day. You couldn't see a single oil spill and it was obvious that they wouldn't have any with all the luxurious cars they had.

Besides the driveway the gardens looked full of vibrant colors besides the green grass that almost looked like synthetic grass. The house had a private lake in the backyard and it had a tennis court on top of their two story car garage. Besides that it had a guest house that was big enough to be a mansion itself, the main house was as big as a palace. It had an outdoor pool, a home theater, a gym that only Bellami and her father used, an arcade and many guest rooms. Her father had considered making a ball room but they all disagreed. Mallory loved the entrance of her home especially the well designed entrance doors that her great grandfather personally designed. It was said that it took more than six months to get it perfectly done but the wait was worth it.

The doors lead into the huge foyer that was used for any parties they had. It had two staircases that left space in the middle making a hall towards the living room and the kitchen. "Thanks" Mallory said to Ezekiel who was still in awe with how nice the entrance was.

"Yeah" he nodded and drove away. The security guard opened the door for Mallory, "would you like me to drive you up to your home Miss Kline?" He asked her. Mallory looked at the golf cart and decided she didn't want to walk so she nodded yes. Besides it was still sprinkling and it would take her about ten minutes to walk.

Once he left her outside of her house she thanked him and walked up the stairs and turned just as her mother had arrived. "What happened to you?" Her mother asked as she walked besides the chauffeur that was holding an umbrella for her.

"You took Marcus that's what happened" Mallory said referring to the chauffeur. "You should have come home with Bellami" Antoinette said as she opened the door to their home.

"I stayed in school to study" Mallory frowned. "It's not like you don't have internet and a place here to study" Antoinette said. She put her Hermes birkin in the glass table that was in the middle of the foyer. It had a big flower arrangement changed every three days.

"Go shower" Antoinette said to Mallory when she saw her ripped stocking and her wet hair. Mallory walked up towards her room and put her backpack besides her desk. She stepped into her bathroom and took a bath. She then showered and changed into a Chanel shift dress. She stepped back into her room and logged onto her instagram and looked up Ezekiel. She found his profile but it was private and decided to look for him on Facebook but just like his Instagram it was private.

She quickly closed her page and wondered why she even looked him up then she wondered if he had already done the same and had searched her up.

"Malibu" Bellami said as she stepped into Mallory's room. "I see Jason got the name stuck on you too" Mallory said as she walked back to her bed.

"Yeah, hey do you think I can borrow the dress you wore to the ball last year?" Bellami said as she sat besides Mallory. "What for?" Mallory asked.

"Mom showed me a few glimpses of the dresses for this years ball and I saw one but I want them to sinch me and your dress last year was so well fitted and I want to show to them how sinched I want it" Bellami said. "You're already skinnier than I am but it's in my closet" Mallory said.

"I just want to look really good this year I'm hoping someone in specific will be there" Bellami smiled. "who? Scott?" Mallory asked. "No, I'll tell you when I get him to ask me out" Bellami laid back.

"Does he go to our school?" Mallory raised her brow. "Yeah" Bellami nodded. "Who is it?" Mallory asked once again.

"I'm going to grab your dress I'll bring it right back, thank you. Love you" Bellami said as she stood up and walked towards Mallory's closet. Bellami opened up the section of Mallory's closet that her gowns and grabbed the one she was looking for. She quickly walked past Mallory to avoid any questions and walked down to her mother's studio.

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"Good morning" Ezekiel said as he took his seat besides Mallory who was drinking from her coffee. When she saw him she remembered searching up his social medias and couldn't help but look at him. He was obviously much kinder than Dimitri was.

"Do you want to take a picture of me?" Ezekiel smiled but Mallory didn't say anything. "Hey" he waved his hand in front of her.

Mallory looked down at her notebook making Ezekiel chuckle. "Were you admiring me?" He smiled.

"What? No." She frowned. "Do you feel attacked? Your body language speaks more than your words" Ezekiel shrugged with a smile.

"You're quoting me?" She raised her brow. "Are you doing anything this weekend?" He asked.

"No I won't go out with you" Mallory looked at him. "I wasn't asking you out but you said I ask very personal questions so that was a simple question, I for example won't be doing anything this weekend, probably some homework and seems about it" Ezekiel leaned back.

"How boring would it be to be you" Mallory said to him. "I like having time to focus on myself" Ezekiel shrugged. "What's your GPA?" She asked.

"It's a solid 4.0" he smiled. "Congratulations" she said to him. It didn't bother her she knew she was number one in her class but she didn't know what place Ezekiel took. "So what are you doing this weekend now that you know I'm not asking you out"

"Family dinner" she said. "Isn't family dinner every night?" He frowned. "Not in my home. We only do family dinner for important occasions"

"And what's the important occasion?"

"My birthday" she smiled at him.

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