Dimitr and I were in the limo, on our way to the airport.
"Who was that guy at breakfast?" he asked me.
"Jesse Torricelli, one of the biggest jerks I have ever met."
"Because he called you a cock raiser?" Dimitri said.
"Yes," I laughed, "because he called me a cock raiser."
"He sounds rich, spoiled, and dumb."
"How do you know that?"
"My little brother Christian is rich, spoiled, and not that smart."
"What does he do?"
"Nothing. You know that makeup brand Love Trap?"
"That's the only brand I use." I replied.
"Well my mom owns it."
"Shut up, I said, shocked, "you're fucking with me!"
"I'm not fucking with you, my mom owns Love Trap." Dimitri responded, laughing.
"Two major things just happened. I just learned that my guardian's mother is the owner of my favourite makeup brand, and my guardian just said fucking."
"I'm twenty-five I have a life!"
"Good, I'm glad that you aren't a boring square."
"Is that why you chose me as your guardian?"
"It wasn't the only reason."
"Then why me?"
"You were the only guy who told me the truth on every question."
"Really?"
"Yeah, when I asked the other twenty if they had a tattoo, almost half of them lied. Some of the others had a certain weirdness about them. A lot of the men who had weird hobbies. There was this one man who had a scar on his cheek. I asked him where he got it and he said that he had gotten it from a knife. That only left you."
"My hobbies aren't weird?"
"No. I like to sing and swim, and I'm a writer." I told Dimitri.
"What do you write about?"
"I write about high school, college, or after college life."
"That's great."
"So what did you do after high school?"
"Well," Dimitri said, "I went to college for six years."
"For what?"
"Business administration."
"You want to run your own business?"
"I'm going to run my mother's when she retires."
"That's cool."
The car stopped and my door opened. I stepped out of the limo and got on the jet.
"I want to know more about you." Dimitri said, sitting down next to me.
"What do you want to know?"
"Do you have any tattoos?"
"Yes, I have one on my lower back and one on my upper thigh, but they're the same. Want me to draw them for you?"
"Sure."
I reached into my laptop bag and got a notebook and pen. I drew my tattoo on the paper.
*go on my profile to see Rose's tattoo!*
"I'll show them to you when I get in my bikini."
"I will love you forever if you tell me you have a pool."
I laughed. "I have a pool."
"I will love you forever!"
Regina, the flight attendant, came over to us.
"Can I get you guys anything? A soda or a condom for example?"
Dimitri's face turned bright red, as did mine.
"No, but can I have an iced coffee latté and a green Monster?" I said to her.
"Can I have a latté too? Thanks." Dimitri replied.
Regina walked back into the kitchen.
"So tell me more about yourself." Dimitri said.
"What else do you want to know?"
"Where were you born?"
"Rome, Italy."
"Are you married?"
"No, I'm single for now."
Dimitri smiled. "What do you like to do?"
"I like to write, swim in my pool, spend time in my music room, and go clubbing until, like two in the morning."
"You go clubbing?"
"Yeah, I don't spend a lot of nights at my house. Sometimes I stay home and watch movies in my movie theatre."
"You have a movie theatre in your house?"
"Yeah."
Regina returned with our drinks.
"Is there anything else I can get you, anything?"
I noticed that Regina wasn't looking at me, but she seemed to be staring straight at Dimitri. He didn't know this because he was looking at me.
"Aren't you going to answer her?"
"She's not talking to me," I giggled, "she's talking to you!"
Dimitri looked at Regina. "No, I'm fine."
Regina smiled at him before going back into the kitchen. When she had disappeared, I began to laugh my ass off.
"What's so funny?"
"Do you realize what she just asked you?"
"She asked me if I needed anything."
"As in anything, including things like sex, hand jobs, or blowjobs. She meant it in a sexual way dude." I told Dimitri, opening my Monster.
"Why?"
"Are you that clueless?"
"About what?"
I reached into my purse and took out my compact. After I opened it I put it in front of Dimitri.
"What do you see?"
"My face."
"Describe your face to me, I can't see it clearly."
"Chocolaty brown eyes, thin lips, a medium-sized nose, tanned enough skin, and shoulder length dark brown hair."
"Ok."
"I still don't get it."
"Let me say this slowly," I said, "Girls… think… that you… are… hot."
"Ohh, and what do you think."
"I'd have to say that you are pretty sexy."
Dimitri stared at me. I could feel myself blushing, so I decided to change the subject.
"Anything else you want to know about me?"
"Yeah," Dimitri said, "where do you go when you want to be alone?"
"There's this beach in Los Angeles that no one goes to anymore. I like going there when I need to think. If you can't ever find me and I'm not answering my phone, I'm probably there. It's called Manor Beach."
"Good to know."
"Hmm. Well I'm tired so I'm going to go to sleep. You can do whatever."
"Ok."
I looked out the window and closed my eyes. A few minutes later I was asleep.
