Beginning

I was busy collecting myself from a deep slumber when the door open. It was my good friend, Margaret. Who looks very adorable in a pink ruffle gown.

"Let me guess.." My eyes cringe at her. "Did you use your charm again so your parents can give you back the cards they actually confiscated last week?"

Margaret let a funny face at me. "It wasn't confiscated at all. They just wanted me to suffer for a while so i could learn some.. things."

I rolled my eyes at her as i straddle the comforter of the bed. "Yeah, Things like stop spending money beyond limitations. Didn't you forget the last shopping you had? It was last week and the bill over turned the counter, Missy."

A smug was in her face as she walk inside my room. I won't deny. The dress really suits her curvy-licious body. "Aleka, It won't take months to get my cards back. Besides, Mommy can't refuse her gorgeous daughter to be poor for a week. It would be torture for her!"

My head shake at the thought. Mrs. Choi should stop doing that and let this Missy learn through things. Ugh. She spend over a hundred thousand last week the reason her father confiscated the cards she have on hand. The bank even head to their house personally to have a private chat with them because of the situation Margaret made.

"That's why you get to buy that signature dress you've seeking all through out the holiday in Park Square Mall." Her smug went to a wide smile and nod like a very pleased human being.

"I have consulted this dress with Mom with the fashion designer who made it and guess what? He was so happy i bought one of his special piece." Now she sounds like a wealthy loaded lady.

I don't have any words to reply. Besides Margaret is a daughter of a successful Construction Company. Their business is known for the great accomplishments of structures in the whole country. The Choi Family even have a private interrelation with the Government itself. They were the people involve with the Governments Establishments.

"Anyway are you going to the ball tomorrow night?" She was checking herself infront of the mirror. Twirling as the dress sways with her movement.

"I don't think i can. I mean.. i have projects to finish for the final semester this year." My eyes went to the small study table i have. It was completely messy with the papers and books scattered around.

I don't even know how to get this clean anymore? Or maybe when?

"C'mon, Aleka! Sometimes you need to have fun to shake that geek nerdy world that you have."

"I'm not a nerd, Margaret." I was frowning and it made her laugh.

"Yeah, Right. Your just too responsible to finish your study because you wanted to give your parents a better future ahead." Margaret swift at my direction. "But you know i could help you. I just need to talk to dad then poof! You'll have your own money for your father's medication."

I can't help but groan. How many times does she have to mention that one and how many times did we argue about that topic already? Maybe a hundred.

"Margaret, We talked about that before. I could do anything alone. I know myself that i could survive this one as long as i finish my study. You have to trust me, Okay?"

Her arms cross over her chest giving me

a piercing glance. "Ugh, Fine. But if you ever need my help for Uncle Joe's medications, Tell me immediately."

Why did god send her a very nice looking and kind hearted friend at the same time? "I will but don't worry too much because he is completely doing fine this days."

Margaret went to seat at the edge of my bed. I was surprise when she hold my hand tight. "Aleka, I know you are such an amazing woman. There is too much intelligence in you but I totally lack of that." I laugh at her statement. "I know your love for your parent's and for your study. Well who goes all through out the day doing project for finals? I don't!"

She took a deep sigh. "I just want to finish everything earlier than the due time. You know i would always be comfortable of that."

"Yes, I know. But please.." Margaret purse her lips before saying.. "Could you come with me to the ball tomorrow night first?"

I frown and took my hands away from her touch. "Margaret, You know my answer for that." She whine as soon i took my blanket to cover myself.

"C'mon Zef! It's just one night!" She tried pulling the comforter but my grip tighten even more. "I don't have anyone else to come with me, to accompany me, or to talk with me tomorrow night! Don't you feel bad for me if that happen?"

I suppose she's using her puppy eyes again with the pouty lips she always does when she needed something.

"Aleka please? This would be the last request from me for a year." My eyes widen at what i heard. I rose up from my bed and gave her a look. "Are you serious with that? Tell me your not kidding."

Margaret groan at my reaction. What? That's an absolute advantage for me to get her focus with her studies this time!

"Yes, I am serious and No, I'm not kidding. I will never ever ask any request from you in a span of three hundred sixty five days of your existence." Her voice sound very confident.

"Really? No making me do your projects for a whole year? No giving you answer for the final exams?" Margaret gulp at that. She look hesitant but no, She stick with the words she said the first time.

"Yeap. No everything at all and you'll just have to be with me tomorrow night. It's a nice deal." Her shoulder shrug. She lay her back on the edge pole of the bed giving me a very convincing look. Very nice deal indeed.

"Okay, Fine."

"Yey!" I quickly shush her mouth with my index finger. "No broken promises, No false deals and No shits play. Got it?"

Margaret stood up giving me handshake that i gladly accept. "Got it!"

  THE next day, Margaret got me in trouble. She was honest that the party would be held in a very opulent bar. It was private and even specifically close for the whole batch.

Never knew that the university could host this kind of celebrations for the incoming graduates.

  "Enjoying yourself already?" I gave a dull face at Margaret who seems to be having a lot of fun. She kinda get different greetings to every person we bump into. Yeah, She's that popular in the campus.

  "How can i enjoy if this place is too crowded and too noisy?" Some bunch of drunk guys went to our way but gladly we survive to avoid that one. I can't help but glare. Eww.

  "Oh Darling, You are too innocent." Margaret let a small laugh as she pull me to another couch with tables. "This is a club. It's normal to have this kind of blast. Alcohols, Smoke, DJ's and Party goers. This is life, Aleka Zefarine!"

    Until we arrive at the corner. The table was empty so we decided to occupy the space. "I will never consider this a life. It's too much for me."

"Maybe you'll consider this a life after a few decades!" She was mocking. "C'mon, Aleka. Chill out. Besides you are going to have a good deal with me after this." Then i remember our conversation last night and i want to refrain from it already.

  This kind of environment is really not my place. I'd rather be at home doing study shits on my table. This wouldn't give me a life. Unless sitting here doing nothing would earn me money, Then i will.

  "Anyway, I'm going to get us some drink. Do you have any request?" I watch her standing from the couch eyeing at the bar counter. "Or maybe you don't have any."

   I took a deep breath. "I hope they could serve some fruit shakes or juice, That will do." Margaret bod her head.

  "Okay! Don't ever leave this place unless i get back. Understood?"

  "Margaret, You can call me geek nerdy but i'm not a kid you have to tell things."

  She didn't say a word. She just left glaring at my direction. Now being alone is a not really good intention. I could see people from here starting to have conversations with Margaret.

  This is her life. I always wonder how she get too tipsy every night from somewhere and here are the answers to my clueless thoughts. A Club. Where you meet random people who have the same intent as yours and that is to have some real fun for a night.

  Unbelievable. Club won't even do good to people. They only give temporary fun for human beings and make them loose money to some kind of drink shts they call. I can never call this my life someday.

  "Excuse me?" I was back in the oblivion when a man wearing a three piece black suit stood infront of the table.. More like infront of me.

  "A-Are you talking to me?" I pointed at myself. The stranger bob his head.

"Yes, Your highness." Weird. Why is he addressing me that way? Is this also a normal series in a club?

   "The name is Aleka. You can just call me by that. Not- Your highness." The man look tall and lean. He have this skillful body. A tough one who could beat any ass in this club.

  "I'm sorry but The King wouldn't like to address you that way." Now i'm confuse. What the hell is this man talking about? And who's king is he referring too? Some kind of old royalty sht?

  "I'm really sorry. But i think you talk with the wrong person. Besides, I'm only new here and that-" I pointed at Margaret who looks busy talking with some random people at the bar counter. "Maybe that person is the one you are looking for."

  Besides Margaret suits with this kind of drama. So maybe she is the one.

  But the man look stiff in his place. He didn't even mind what i was telling him. What a rude guy!

"The King wants you out of this place, Your highness."

   I buffle at his words. Didn't i told him my name? "I told you to call me- Hey!" I was too surprise with his fast reflexes. He bent over mine holding my arms behind my back. I'm completely imprison!

Darn it! What's his problem? And where the hell is Margaret?!

  "Hey! This is not appropriate!"

  "Sorry, Your Highness. I was only following The King's command." I was about to say a word but it's too late.

He put a towel over my nose and as soon as i sniff some weird smelly thing from the scarf, My eyes drift close.

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