The large front doors of the mansion opened and an elegant lady walked into the parlor. All the maids and the butler bowed low and she handed her purse off to one of the maids. Behind her, came Mr. Williams, the very same person who had come to Sandra's home to offer the scholarship.
"Where is Castiel?" Mrs. Anlina Martinez asked.
"In his room, madam" The butler replied.
"Make sure he doesn't run away from the auction. He is the centerpiece after all" Anlina said.
The butler nodded and Anlina left for her bedroom. He looked up and then sighed. How was the Young Master going to get himself out of this mess?
Meanwhile upstairs, the F4 had already assembled dressed in elegant three piece suits for the auction. Sandra stared at the floor, not even glancing up at any of them. Lysander sat by a chessboard with crystal pieces playing a game by himself. Dake stood next to the large globe in the corner while Nathaniel simply smirked to himself, enjoying the situation.
"There is a strange girl in my son's room. And it's a commoner called Sandra Ryancrest. How is she going to react?" Nathaniel spoke up.
"Tomorrow morning, Castiel is on a direct flight to Alaska. $1000" Dake suggested.
"He'll be dispatched to Iraq army base. $3000" Nathaniel said.
"But first, she'll employ a killer" Lysander said.
"Is she really that scary?" Sandra asked looking up at all of them.
"When we went to summer camp in sixth grade, we ran away from the bus and teachers. Don't you guys remember?" Dake said.
"We almost died that day. How could we forget?" Nathaniel said.
Sandra glanced over at Castiel who seemed to have gone pale. There was a knock on the door and Lysander hurried to open it. A woman stood there, holding garment bags and a makeup bag as well. Sandra was dragged into the bathroom and dressed up.
Anlina stood up from her dressing table. She was already dressed and decided to go and pay her son a little visit. She made her way upstairs and pulled open the doors. Castiel and the rest straightened up as she entered.
"Good morning" Lysander, Dake and Nathaniel said.
Sandra, who had been dressed in an elegant beige knee length dress and heels smiled nervously at Anlina.
"Who is she?" Anlina asked.
"Good morning, ma'am" Sandra said.
"She's my guest so it's none of your business" Castiel replied. Lysander stood up from the chair and made his way around the room.
"She is my home so that makes her my guest as well. Isn't that right, miss?" Anlina said.
Lysander sat down on the arm of the couch and placed an arm around Sandra. "She's our friend" he said.
"Friend?"
"Yes, she's our school junior. We thought it would be nice to invite her" Nathaniel replied.
"Which family's daughter are you?" Anlina asked.
"I'm…." Sandra's voice trailed off.
"What does your father do?" Anlina asked.
"My father…" "Is a businessman" Lysander replied.
"Oh, what kind?"
"Clothes. He's a designer for clothes" Dake replied.
"Then are you interested in today's auction?" Anlina asked.
"Yes, she is. She's going to be auctioning off Bella Song's newest design" Nathaniel replied.
Just then, Mr. Williams walked in. "Madam, it is time to welcome the guests". He glanced around the room and his eyes zeroed on Sandra. Sandra glanced away from him. He would definitely recognize her and out her to Castiel's mother.
"This auction is for a good cause so all of you please do help out" Anlina said. She left the room accompanied by Mr. Williams.
The doors shut and all of them breathed a sigh of relief.
"Why did guys lie? How are we going to do damage control? We should have told the truth" Sandra said.
"Then you would tell her that your father works as a dry cleaner and your mother works in a massage parlor? Not only you but your whole family will encounter things no one can guarantee" Nathaniel replied.
"You'll lose your life once she singles you out. That's not a joke" Dake warned.
Sandra glanced over at Castiel, her eyes narrowed. "That attitude….is it hereditary?" she asked. Castiel glared at her.
The auction began and Sandra stuck by the F4. Lysander, Dake and Nathaniel stared interestedly at the items being brought out and then sold. Sandra gasped every time a large number came out of one of the guest's mouths. Anlina was nowhere in sight which was something they were all thankful for.
"The next item being brought out is a very special one. The item is, the current no. 1 men singles tennis player, Novak Djokovic's autographed racket!"
Sandra looked up. "Djokovic's racket?" she asked with wide eyes. Castiel glanced down at her and them smirked.
"This racket was used during the Australian Open 2012. We shall start at $500000!"
Dake held up his hand "1 million". Sandra looked around at him in surprise.
A woman held up her hand. "2 million".
"I'm winning this one for you, Sandra. 7 million!" Dake said.
"8 million" The woman said and Dake grimaced.
A phone rang and was picked up. "10 million has come through the phone".
"Anyone who wants to give a better offer? If not, going once, twice and sold for ten million!"
Sandra sighed as the racket was taken away and packed for whoever was coming to pick it up. Next came Nathaniel's pottery pieces which sold for quite a hefty price. Then Castiel's turn came.
"This is a designer Dolce and Gabbana suit currently worn by Castiel Martinez, which is rather unique in its color and texture".
Finally Sandra's turn arrived. At first she didn't want to go out and nearly tripped over her heels. She felt exceedingly uncomfortable since Castiel's mother had just arrived and was staring at her.
"Williams, do you know this girl?" Anlina asked.
Williams decided not to say anything but then spoke up. "As far as I know, she is a transfer student at Amoris High".
"Find out her details as soon as possible" Anlina said.
Later that afternoon after the auction was over, Castiel called a taxi up for Sandra. While they were waiting Sandra spoke up.
"Thank you" she said quietly.
"What?"
"Thank you"
"What?"
"THANK YOU!" Sandra screamed out.
"No need to yell. I'm glad you can put aside your pride to say thank you" Castiel said.
"You were pretending not to hear me. I guess people really can't change. I'm leaving" Sandra turned around to walk out the door.
"Hey, commoner" "What?"
Castiel opened a door which led to the coats cupboard and pulled out a tennis bag. He handed it to Sandra who furrowed her eyebrows.
"What's this?" she asked.
She unzipped the bag and then pulled out the same racket from the auction.
"It's Novak's racket and Murray's tennis bag. Have fun" Castiel turned and left her alone. Then he turned back.
"Also, don't ever drink without me"