"Let's make a deal"
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Aiden Morgan. Heir of a prosperous family, confused between the sides of seesaw where remained sports and family business takeover. Arrogance and temper were his worst enemy. Friends, partie...
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Sasha stood in front of the mirror fixing her straight hair into a partition in the middle. Her insecurities peaked as she looked at herself in the mirror, rotating to different positions to check herself out. She wore an off shoulder but full sleeve black top coupled by a pair of blue ripped jeans. Red lipstick painted her lips with smoky eyes. Anyone looking at her would start drooling but the girl remained oblivious to the thought and kept feel self-conscious.
Sasha's phone rang causing her to turn around and pick her phone up immediately without looking at the caller
S: Hello?
••: Hey. I am outside, are you ready?
Sasha immediately recognised the voice and furrowed her eyebrows in confusion at the sudden information of him being outside
S: Hey Spencer. Why are you here?
A deep chuckle was heard from the other side of the phone as realisation dawned upon Sasha alongside it. She closed her eyes and cursed to herself feeling embarassed at her forgetfulness.
SR: You were supposed to show me around the city before we head to that party. Ring a bell?
S: Oh right! I am so sorry, I forgot.
SR: It's alright. Happens.
S: Okay I am coming down! Wait for me bye!
SR: Alright
With that being said, Sasha hung up on him and grabbed her bag which carried her hairbrush and a few other essentials, and head down the stairs with hurried steps. She reached down the stairs just after few steps and almost neared the door, when her mother called.
"Where are you going Sasha?"
She halted on her spot feeling somewhat anxious at the sudden call from the elder. She feared judgement and restriction. Slowly she turned around to be met by her mother's scrutinizing gaze.
"Yes mom?" She asked feeling nervousness take over her.
"I asked where are you going?" Her mother repeated.
"I have been invited to a friend's party. That is where I am going" Sasha fiddled with her fingers looking down, not being able to meet the gaze of that woman.
"Oh okay. Have fun but not too much!" Her mother replied in a cheerful voice
Sasha looked at her confused by her response, as she tilted her head looking at her mother who gave her a soft smile.
"You're fine with it?" Sasha asked raising an eyebrow out of bewilderment.
"Yeah!" Her mom nodded
"Why?" Sasha asked back feeling puzzled at the sudden change in behaviour
