A/N Okay, I know that I missed Saturday and Sunday for the update but here it is...hey, you can't blame me because I was a little glued to Stephenie Meyer's Twilight Series that I just bought on Friday night last week. I read through the whole weekend without doing anything else.
So, I guess all I'm saying is I'm really sorry. Yeah, that's that then. On with it.
Disclaimer I really serious am not Meg Cabot so I really seriously do not own her characters. Ugh, seriously. I mean, common'. I'm never gonna be that good.
I'm engaged to WHO?!
It ended really badly. The farewell part after we had all the gold medals and compliments and cheering and applause and judges and the loud short program of my solo application and the time-crash between my long program and doubles with Nate. So on, so on, blah blah blah...I got over it all in all.
But the whole point is the airport session last month. My biggest problem yet. I still can't believe that it really happened to me. I mean, come on. How many times does a girl gets her first kiss? If I'm not mistaken, only that once. And so that once I lost!
It's really absurd and it happened really fast that I didn't even see who it was at first. After I saw his eyes, I immediately knew that it was him. Him. Oh my God. It's not like I'm freaking out or anything, but whatever. I'm sitting right here next to Nate on the plane back to Carmel from Brazil and I'm still sulking that I lost my first kiss.
I played around with my fingers as I sat low on the cushioned seat with my lips pursed. Don't get me wrong. It's not that I didn't like the fact that I'd just been kissed by Jesse square on the lips. But it's Jesse that's bothering me since we sat up from the floor, staring at each other, not knowing what to do or what to say.
No one saw us because we collided as I walked out of the restroom in the lonely corner of the corridor beside the restaurant with no much guest there since it was only three o'clock in the morning.
This was how it went after he pushed away.
(Normal POV)
'S-Susannah...' he dragged her name as if he couldn't really pronounce it that well eventhough he's basically been saying it over and over again in his head since the age of seventeen. It's just that he can't believe what was happening right now.
He stared at Suze with the most peculiar expression and she actually felt offended there for a second. What? Am I that unpleasant to kiss? That was what Suze thought the minute their eyes met.
The kiss that Jesse's dreamed a thousand times every night in very different situations, it finally came true. But this was most certainly not how he imagined it to be their first. It sounds really wrong, and he knows it, but it really isn't just how he wanted to kiss her for the first time. What's he going to do right now?
'I...I'm really sorry...' he heard her say in a trembling voice and the next minute she left him there alone, running back to the restaurant. She didn't talk or even look at him for a second after the episode. He felt really bad for what he did. Well, it wasn't his fault to blame, but if he hadn't come in such a rush...well, all Jesse can say right now, if he ever can tell anyone, is that he had indirectly caused it.
Jesse didn't have a chance to say anything to her, even after the meal, since he had to leave for New York the second he stepped out of the restaurant with his assistant that Gabriel insisted on hiring, Joseph Pezelle.
There. That was how I remembered it. I was really pissed at myself for apologizing after that. It's wasn't like it was her fault, was it? So why did she even bother to say sorry?
Just merely thinking about it nearly sent me begging for some way that I could show my anger towards my stupidity that I had bottled inside me for more than three weeks. The plane landed shortly after that. I know my chance of outburst is coming soon.
Once I stepped into the elevator that only Nate, Penny, Scott, Dole, Samantha and Mack were in, I took a deep breath, shut my eyes tightly, and screamed as loud as my throat managed to vibrate.
Which was, let me assure you, very loud. Very. Till everyone had to closed their eyes and look around transmitting their question with eye contact, "Which one of you, so desperately bored, pissed her off again?!"
When I finally stopped after two minutes of doing so, I felt relieve flowing through my veins with a slight sense of satisfaction.
I smiled widely as I took in breath harshly. The door opened automatically as it was announced to be the second floor of the parking lot. I walked straight through towards where the SUV was parked a couple of weeks ago when we've left for Japan.
'WHAT?!' a whole string of Spanish exclamations came flowing out of my mouth in mere three seconds after I heard what Georgia just said. It was as if she's rehearsed this for more than a thousand times before I've returned.
'Jesse, dear.' Georgia said patiently with a smile on her face in her heavy Spanish accent. 'You didn't hear me wrong. I've just contacted her grandmother two days ago and we've agreed that it's time we started the preparations.' she paused again to take a sip of wine from the glass in her hand.
'Don't pretend that you don't want it, Jesse. I've noticed that you've had a huge...fondness of her since forever ago!' Martha, one of Jesse's sisters, teased with a huge grin as she saw her brother's face.
'Martha...' Josephina shot her a warning look and she pulled a long face, shutting up immediately.
'B-But...' Jesse hesitated for a while before he continued. 'I don't even know what she thinks of me after...' what happened in the airport yesterday. He continued the rest of the sentence in his mind. He blinked to erase the image of her pretty face, shocked, a few inches away from his just about twenty-one hours ago.
His incomplete sentence triggered the excitement in Martha again and she started babbling. 'After what?! Jesse, tell us! Did you do something to her? Did you hug her? Kiss her? Or...' she gasped all of a sudden. 'Don't tell me. You guys...'
'Martha.' it was Georgia's turn to shoot a dirty look at her grandchild now.
She shrugged. 'Sorry, just curious. Aren't you, Granny G?' she asked in a casual and informal tone. It's not like she didn't know how Georgia didn't like to be addressed in such a way that Martha just did.
But Georgia knew better than to get distracted right now. She turned back to look warily at Jesse again. 'Jesse, my dear Jesse. You're of age now. And you know that your grandfather's will clearly stated that you're to fulfill the condition on the contract before you inherit the company.'
Jesse frowned as he remembered the line of the will as it stated all three conditions he have to meet before he inherits the family buisness.
1. Mr. de Silva has to be of age 21 before he inherits any rights to all the property under the family name.
2. Mr. de Silva has to graduate with full distinction from the university that he would be studying in.
3. Mr. de Silva has to be engaged to a female candidate agreed by Mrs. Georgia de Silva before any papers could be signed for arrangements made for the family buisness.
How could he ever forget. He was so shocked that he hadn't spoken for a few minutes after he the lawyer read the will publicly in the living hall of the family mansion where Georgia lived with his grandfather.
'Hello? Suze speaking.' I answered the phone as I flipped through the pages of the April sports magazine. I stopped at the article where it reported my victory of first place in my solo application in Japan Heat. There was a huge picture of my holding up the golden shiny cup in the air with a toothy smile.
'Suzie? It's Granny here.' I straightened immediately with joy. It's been a long time since I talked to Granny. I remembered the last time was at the Christmas party she threw every year in her mansion on the banks of Victoria Island, Canada.
'Granny! Oh, I've missed you so much!' the familiar dry laughter of the beautiful old lady warmed my heart and almost brought tears to my eyes.
'Yes, yes. So I've heard.' she was obviously talking about Jake and his big mouth. I always complained to him, through the phone line, that the food all around the world are all shit compared to what Granny feeds us with since we were young.
The four of us used to live with her in Victoria's since we were born. Our mom had to fly around due to her journalist job and dad...ah, well, just say that it's dads, had their own stuff to do.
'Congragulations, my angel, I've heard from Stephanie that you've won your programs in Japan with high scores.' it's weird, hearing Penny being called Stephanie all of a sudden and I winced, suppressing my urge to laugh.
'Thank you Granny! What color is the scarf this time?' I asked with interest. Granny always knitted long, and I mean really long, scarves for me and gives me one every time I win a competition. So far, I've got fifty-three different colored long scarves from Granny and I loved all of them. They are beautiful.
'You'll have to see for yourself this time.' she said in a voice that had a slight sense of hidden sadness. I panicked as I heard her voice trembling as if she was crying.
'Granny, what's wrong? Did something happen?' I asked as I sat up straight, knowing it has to be something serious. If not she wouldn't have called ninety-thousand miles away just to congratulate me on winning.
'It's nothing, Suzie.' I caught a soft suppressed sniff from the other end of the line.
'Granny, when you say I'll see for myself, does that mean you'll be coming soon?' I asked carefully, fingers crossed.
'Yes, my angel. I'm going over to your moms place this weekend.' she paused uneasily for a while as I waited for her to continue. 'Angel, my Susie, I think it's time your grandfather and I tell you something very important, sweetheart.'
'You see, from a very long time ago, your grandfather and I made a promise with this couple, Daniel and Georgia, that we would be willing to marry our first daughter to their first son.
'But, Susie, you know that I've only managed your father at the age of twenty-nine and it stopped there didn't it. They had their first son too. As a matter of fact, they had five sons. None of us had daughters.' she paused again, as if giving me time to catch up with what she said.
I think I'm beginning to see where this is all heading.
'So, we've agreed to leave the promise till next generation. And now, he's of age and ready to get engaged. Georgia contacted me a couple of days ago, and we've both came to the conclusion that it's time we start fulfilling the promise.'
My mind went blank all of a sudden. 'But I'm underage!' I yelled softly into the phone, wrapping it together with both of my arms, afraid that I would miss what Granny says next.
'I know. That's what I said, my angel, and that's why we've decided on an engagement.' my thinking system automatically shut down without a warning. I stared into blank space as the phone slipped through my lose grip and fell onto the bed with a 'thump'.
This is so not happening to me. Right?
I gasped as I suddenly thought of something. I picked up the phone again immediately and asked what I really wanted to know.
'Granny...' I asked as my voice continued trembling. 'W-Who exactly am I...engaged to?' I choked out the word 'engaged' with huge difficulty.
'Oh, Susie. How could I have missed such an important point?' she paused for a while again to catch her shaky breath. I know she's crying. I swallowed hard as I waited for her answer.
'According to Georgia, his name is Hector de Silva. He just turned twenty-one in the beginning of the month.'
'I'm engaged to WHO?!' I yelled so loud that I'm almost certain that I've punctured Granny's eardrums. But I just couldn't believe what I was hearing. Someone, anyone, please tell me I'm dreaming. How could there be such a coincidence? And of all people, why is it happening to me?!
'Sweetheart, my darling angel, you're engaged to Hector de Silva.' Granny's shaky answer and confirmed once more that I was not dreaming.
'The de Silva?' I asked weakly, stunned.
'Yes, Susie. The de Silva.' Granny answered as she muffled a sob on her pillow or something. I couldn't think straight. Are they joking? I was half expecting that Granny would suddenly say, 'Hah! Gotcha!' or something.
But judging by the tears and sobs and all, I didn't think that that was gonna happen anytime soon. In fact, it's not gonna happen at all.
'Oh my God...' I said after a while. It was all I could manage. And yes. I was damn right. Oh my God.
A/N Well, how did you like that? I know this chapter is very much shorter but bear with me, it's all I could manage. Sorry again for the late update. Oh, and there's another thing. I changed my mind about them being different from the normal because it really can't seem to fit in anywhere in the plot.
So for those who was expecting something like they read minds or can pick up a ten-thousand pound weight with a single pinky or something, sorry to disappoint you but this is not the story you're looking for then.
I hope you like it and please do review. I would be more than grateful to accept anything you say. Even criticism.