“Remember that no matter how cool you think you may be, you are not cool enough to look down on anyone..... ever"
Paul walker
Writter's narrative
Zubby got to his father's mansion in time to help his parent welcome the guests, people started arriving from the highest class in the society, they are known as the movers and shakers of the country, the mansion was decorated to perfection, from the exterior to the interior, perfection is the goal because of the caliber of people invited.
Zubby's POV
I am tired of smiling and pretending I am cool with standing here and doing the job of a butler, even though my mum feels welcoming the guests ourselves speaks well about our family, my legs hurt, I have not really gotten over the hungover form last drinking, all thanks to Michael and Ken, and still I want a drink so bad, but I dare not leave here, because my mum is just standing an arm length away from me and I don't want to get on her nerves by bailing out of this, I was just about to ask for permission to go to the rest room, when I noticed my silly friends swaggering in through the crowd of people chatting away in the garden, Is was so relieved to the extent I nearly lost my balance running towards them, all the while attracting attention from some guests who wants to know every little details about the in coming CEO.
hey, guys thanks for coming to my rescue, am so happy to see you guys.... I stammered,
They just continued to look at me with a shocked expression on their faces, who is this? Michael asked
are you okay? Ken asked worriedly and with is hands holding unto his waist and waiting for me to reply.
of course I am okay, I answered, getting restless with their stupid facial expressions giving me goosebumps.
Our friend Zubby does not have manners so obviously you are not him , they both answered with a chorus.
This time it was my turn to laugh.
I explained to them the situation I was in with my mummy's nonstop demands, and they were more than glad to rescue me from mummy dearest, Michael used his charms to swine mum into allowing me to entertain them, which brought us to the present situation of us sitting on the kitchen counter drinking and making a lot of noise, Michael started talking about his Dad wanting to transfer him to Abuja, in order for him to oversee the family corporation, but we got interrupted by something so shabby, dirty and unpleasant.
We were drinking in the kitchen because obviously we can't do that outside because of mum, when suddenly a very clumsy, shabby, dirty and dark looking girl bashed in on us
OMG... I can't believe this, Zubby in the flesh, you are so cute ..she stammered
I was taken aback by her outburst, even though we have had so many experiences with this type of situation, at I didn't really know why she was screaming, so we all turned towards her with confused looks, but she continued with her speech of admiration and an introduction, sorry my name is Joy Lou your my biggest fan, Zubby please, can I take a selfie with you , that is if you don't mind?
I was still contemplating her request, when all of sudden she ran straight into my arms and began squeezing the sanity out of me, it became an excruciating hug, because I started finding it had to breath.
To say I was embarrassed and speechless was an understatement, because never in my life did I ever imagined I will have such rot as a fan, I am used to seeing clean, extravagant, and sexy models, the first person to laugh was Michael, then Ken joined in, making me feel like a joke, I looked at her from her head which was resting on my expensive Armani suit, where the most ugliest braid I have ever seen rest upon her head, to her feet where a very ugly black slippers cover her legs , I got so angry and pushed her away from me harshly, she fell effortlessly out of the kitchen in a very rough manner, and she fell face down with a horrible sound coming out from her mouth and I am sure she broke her arm because she started crying so loud that people started entering the kitchen to see what happened, she stood up from the floor and held onto her arm, she gave me the most disappointing look I have ever received from anyone in my life, she said only only said words to me in tears, you are so cruel, I hate you so much, and ran off.
I stood there like a fool with all the audience that witness what happened giving me judgemental looks, my friends came to me and said, man that was kinda harsh, you nearly broke her arm.
I looked at them with a puzzled look, like seriously guys,you know how I hate being touched without consent, and you guys were laughing at me, so I had to react,
We only laughed, because the look on your face at the moment was priceless, and she look kinda cute you know and she also look like your ex Juliet , Michael said while shaking his head.
You should go and apologize to her man, Ken said
I stood there like an i***t, feeling really bad for what I did, so I ran after her just to apologize but I couldn't found her anywhere within the premises , so I went back inside for the big announcement which seem like a bad idea right now because I did something bad to a friendly person, my Dad made the announcement putting me in charge of all his asset but I will have to relocate to Abuja in order to manage the company's headquarters there.
My relocation is putting everyone on edge, my mum was not happy about it because to her I am her baby and needs to stay close to her, Michael was so angry because he does not want to be separated from me and Ken was indifferent, but he told me he will be going with me to Abuja, to him we are inseparable, that kinda lighten my mood, but I had to cancel the after party because I was in a foul because of the announcement and most importantly because of the girl, I can't seem to get her out of my mind especially the look she gave me and those three words were like magnet to my soul and I feel haunted by it .