Cap. 4: Let the party begin
"O.k. Mrs. Whitefield, altogether that would make…" a skinny pointed-nosed middle-aged woman said while she was calculating the sum all the families had to pay for their daughter's cotillion "…75,000 pounds". Laura Whitefield took out her check, wrote the sum on it and then handed it to the cotillion-planer. She said a polite "Thank you", and "Hope to seeing you soon", than got up and left the restaurant. She was looking forward to seeing her daughter. They were supposed to go find a dress and the other stuff. But while stumbling through a fashion-shop in Paris the previous week, she found a simple white dress, sleeveless, that went down till it hit the floor. That, a pair of white gloves that went above her elbows and a pearl necklace she bought when her daughter was born. She would look …"perfect". She was into that astrological stuff. She believed in what stars foretold, the arrangement of the astrological signs and so on. So since her daughter, Helena, was born under the sign of Pisces she always bought pearls for her, since they were the sign-stones, and she always put sun-flowers in her room to brighten her up. Helena didn't mind, because she knew that these things were making her mother happy, although she thought that pearls were rather old-fashioned. Still she wore them, for her mother's sake.
"Mommy", Helena threw herself at her mother's neck. "You should have woken me up when you left."
"I would have done it dear, but Dorian said that you spend you're night learning and that you didn't went to sleep until three in the morning. So we both decided to let you sleep in for a change. By the way, your father will be meeting us for lunch"
"Really? But I thought he hated shopping," Helena replayed.
"Oh, we're not going shopping", her mother said "I found the perfect dress for you". Helena could only be thrilled at the sound of that. She hated shopping. It exhausted her. And it consider it a waste of time. And also she knew to appreciate her mother's taste. If she said she found the right dress, than it would look amazing. This whole cotillion thing was also a waste of time. She wouldn't care what she would ware. She was only going because it was a tradition and, and the thought of it made her happy, for the father-daughter dance. "That's great", she said, "When can I see it". "It's at home, dear. You will see it when we get home"
"Hey, what are my two sun-flowers doing?", her father stepped up to them. One could see he ran because he was breathing heavily. His company's HQ wasn't far away so he didn't drive till the restaurant. The streets were crowded and it annoyed him when things were moving so slow. "Hello, Dorian! How was your day so far?" "Quite…interesting, sir"
This question Andrew put day after day and it amused him that Dorian would give the same answer. And the funny part about it was that it was true. He knew it very well. Every moment spend with his daughter was interesting, to say the least. "You know Dorian", he continued "I have an open-position at my company and I could really use some trusty and hard-working person like you. Are you interested?", but he already knew the answer to that "I'm sorry, sir. But I'm going to have to refuse. I am mostly satisfied with the job I have now. I appreciate the offer though." He would always say that. Some would find it strange that a person would take like in a young lady. He even had to admit that for a while he also thought that. He would find himself spying him ,seeing if he would do something immoral to Helena, but he never found something wrong. He would then mentally kick himself for thinking it in the first place, and was ashamed. The man saved their lives, how could he doubt him. He would sometimes find himself apologizing to Dorian without stating the reason. But he knew he could only be grateful. He trusted Dorian with his heart and soul. He was convinced that he would give his life for her if needed. And to him he was not just a great friend. Sometimes he even considered him as an angel send from above to protect his family. He knew it sounded ridiculous, but he was convinced of it. "By the way. I've got some news. My father has just opened a new company- wing in Japan, Domino City, so…we'll have to move there for the next year", Akunadin dropped the glass on the floor at hearing this. The moment was coming closer. Soon they would meet. It was time. "Are you alright?", Laura asked. "What? Yes, of course. I was just…surprised. That is all"
"I already enrolled you in the Domino Highschool", "Is that true, dear?", his wife asked "Yes, we'll be leaving next Sunday. I made all the arrangements. Plus, we can come visit whenever we want to. And it's only going to be for an year."
"Good thing we learned Japanese!", Helena remarked. She wasn't sad nor happy she was leaving. She loved Britain. Her family was there. And she was very close to her family. But she also thought she needed a change. Japan would be a new start.
