Deceptive Plays

G&T, Wednesday, February 12, 10am

Thank God for the end of maths. Well, not permanently, just temporarily. I just have to wait 24 hours before I can hear the voice of Mr G babbling about slopes and stuffs.

Michael's doing Crackhead, Lilly is.. puckering lips with Boris in the closet. Am not being tutored today because Michael's giving me a break. How can I not love him more?

The eyes, the hard chest [I know, he pulled me when I leaned out to see the eggplant lying through the air, remember?], the.... ahem.

There's a new kid in school anyway, he's the same age as I am. Haven't seen him yet. Oh look, Principal Gupta is here, with an unknown kid that I assume is the new kid.

Hmm. Black hair, clear bright green eyes, lean athletic frame, no obvious signs of pimples and acne. He's cute. Hehehehehehe. Could've been Harry Potter if he's wearing specs.

Principal Gupta: Class, this is Cortes Dauphine. He-- what is that noise in the closet?!

Apparently, Lilly made some.. moaning noise.

And anyway, Principal Gupta strode towards the closet and yanked it open. And there, visible to everyone's sight, a growling/moaning Lilly is being necked by Boris.

G&T, later.

Lilly and Boris are at Gupta's office; both of them will probably be suspended.

And anyway, after Gupta apologizing to Cortes for seeing such a sight on his first day and all and dragging Lilly and Boris to her office, Cortes looked around the room. Then for some sort of unknown reason, he went towards me and sat on the chair beside me.

Cortes: Hi, you're Amelia Mignonette Grimaldi Thermopolis Renaldo right?

Me: [stares] how could you possibly remember?! Even I sometimes forget my full name!!!

Cortes: [laughing] ... [smiling] ... You're pretty, [winks and leaves]

Me: [stares at the departing figure of Cortes (he's going to the Men)]

And anyway, the WHOLE class heard what he said!!! Even Michael!!!!

Michael was staring at the monitor, his hands resting on the keyboard.

The class then evolved to laughing hyenas, with the exception of me and Michael, who havent moved. Yet.

One pimply boy then nudged me and winked and said in this supposedly Cortes-like voice,

"Oh Princess.... You are soooooooo pretty...."

Then he went swooning ever-so slowly from his standing position to sit, I kicked his chair on the last minute, that guy fell down hard on his butt, and apparently, there was a sharp pencil underneath him, it poked his butt HARD.

He is now at the nurse's office.

I am smiling ever so evilly at the used-to-be-laughing hyenas cum humans. They're all quiet now. Apparently, they're convinced that I put that pencil down before that pimply guy fell. All of them are scared of punctured butts.

Michael is now typing quietly. He's not banging the keyboard like he usually does. Did that comment affect him?

Hey, that's good!

Bedroom, later today...

Back From the Moscovitzes... Lilly just told me that Principal Gupta suspended her and Boris for three days. I told her everything about what happened at G&T, with the exception of me observing Michael. I only told her that Michael was quiet.

She gave me a strange look and demanded to know if I like Cortes or not.

Said no, but told her that I thought he was cute. Cute but weird.

Then Michael came, bustling in, without a t-shirt [look at that chest!] saying that my dad's on the phone. Dad?!

Me: Dad?

Dad: [sounds stressed] You must come down here [he means the Plaza] at once, Mia. Grandmere's done something that you wont.. er.. like...

Me: Something that I won't like? But I don't like almost all the things that she has done for me! [I do sound like an ingrate.]

Dad: But... this is more serious. The limo'll probably be at the Loft in a few minutes.

Me: Serious? Da-- *click* [dial tone]

Serious huh?

Dad sure sounds uneasy.

Whoops, that's the limo honking.

Chez Paolo, laaateerrr.

Here I am at Chez Paolo AGAIN.

Apparently, Grandmere wants me to meet someone, so she's giving me a makeover. Not the drastic ones, just the one where you're going to be covered in gunk and perfumed and manicured and all.

Am getting a haircut. Grandma wants it to be rebonded. Ugh.

The barber is hacking my hair as I write.

WHAT?! She's peering through my shoulder and reading what I'm writing!!!

Hey, stop that!

Barber: I shall certainly not! Ugh! How cruel of you! I am certainly not a barber!!!

Me: Meaning of Barber: One who cuts hair.

Barber: But this is not cutting!

Me: Hacking then... [I KNOW I'm being rude but I can't help it! I do NOT like Chez Paul!]

Barber: I certainly do not hack people's hair!!! And it's Chez Paolo!

Me: ... [True name, Paul. Stop dreaming, Paul, you're not Paolo.]

Barber: I... I style people's hair!!! I am a hair styler!

Me: ....

Barber: You have dandruff.

Me: WHAT?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN I HAVE DAN--- er...

Barber: Kidding, revenge is sweet! [Proceeds to laugh 'evilly']

Later, Plaza.

The conversation between Grandmere and I on the way back to here:

Grandmere: I shall be signing you up for an enrichment aerobics class, Amelia.

Me: What?! Enrichment aerobics class?!?!

Grandmere: Oh yes, its a class where people with no chest get together and do exercises to develop them.

Me: [turning red] Grandmere!!!!!

Grandmere: I am doing this for your own good, Amelia. One day, you WILL thank me with all of these things that I've done for you!

Me: ... For all you know, that class may be a fraud.

Grandmere: I do not sign people up to classes that are a fraud! Even if they're people like you, I will certainly not do so!

Me: [People like me?! People like ME?!!!!] Show me proof then.

Grandmere: [thrusts a newspaper page towards me] Look at that woman! See her chest!

Me: Grandmere, that's Pamela Anderson...

Grandmere: And your point is...?

Me: EVERYONE KNOWS she has BREAST IMPLANTS!!!

Grandmere: Look at here quote.

Quote: "Before I had my breast implants and this fantastic class, my size was only 32A!! After a month of this class, my chest turned to a 34B!!!! Fantastic!"

Me: ................

Grandmere: See? It's true.

Was thinking of Michael's reaction if he sees me with visible breasts?

[End conversation]

Am at Grandmere's bedroom, she's already prepared me another Dress made by Sebastiano.

She said that I'd be meeting this 'fine young gentleman'. A blind date? Probably.

Ugh. Hopefully, it's not one of those Match make dates.

Later, Bedroom @ The Loft.

I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS!!!!

HE DOESN'T LOOK AT ALL LIKE ME!!!

ARGH!!! HOW?!!!

Ahem.

Calm down, Mia, breathe in, and breathe out.

ARGH! DARN THESE BREATHE IN BREATH OUT!!

[Strokes Fat Louie]

5 minutes later

I guess what the psychologists said is true. Having a pet is a good destressing way.

No, not by harming it. You just feel calm while stroking it or somewhat.

Ahem.

Anyway, I walked out of Grandmere's room and then to the Plaza's restaurant. Grandmere booked all of it tonight.

And anyway, I arrived, was seated, and blah blah blah blah.

Then suddenly, Grandmere whispered excitedly,

"He's here, Amelia! Be on your best behaviour!"

I peered outside the window, but it was too dark to see anything.

And out of nervousness, I clutched the table's linen and start twisting it around and around.

Grandmere's voice boomed suddenly,

"Cortes!!! How nice to see you again!!!"

Cortes?! I quickly looked up and saw Cortes, Cortes Dauphine, THE Cortes Dauphine who said that I was pretty earlier today. He was striding towards Grandmere, who was beaming at him. It's obvious that she likes him more than Sebastiano.

They chatted for a few minutes, and all the while, I've been staring at him in shock.

CORTES?! COORTEESS?!!! What is HE doing HERE?!

Then, Grandmere said,

"Amelia, this is my sister's daughter's son, Cortes Dauphine. From what he told me, you and him have met at school, correct?"

I nodded mutely, still staring at the smirking Cortes.

Cortes then leaned towards me and held out his hand.

Mutely, I shook it.

Whilst shaking, he said "Pleased to meet you again, Mia." then he winked at me.

WINKED! W-I-N-K-E-D!!! How flirtaous is that?!

Apparently, Grandmere did not see it. Because if she does, she's whack him, doesn't matter if he's her favourite grandnephew or somewhat.

And all through the dinner, I ate silently, and spoke when i'm spoken to. Which is rare.

Dad wasn't there, he's somewhere in France, dealing with some sort of problem.

I saw him today though, he was getting in the limo when I got out, he waved and the limo rolled away.

Oh yes, and all through dinner, Cortes stared at me; he'll only look at Grandmere if she talks to him directly. Which is also rare, because Grandmere kept babbling about her childhood and stuffs while eating with her eyes closed. I don't know why she does that, but it'll be terribly easy for somebody to kill her if she keeps on doing that. Not that I'm going to.

And also... Grandmere is all set to marry me off with Cortes!!!! She bought Cortes here for 3-6 months, so we can fall in love. I heard that while I was passing through this lounge Grandmere was in. It was after dinner. Am horrified. I DON'T want to marry Cortes!!

God, I HAVE to tell Lilly, I HAVE to get this off my chest [flat]. She'll comment negatively on Cortes. A fine way of destressing.

Hmm? Oh, the phone.

2 minutes later

Oh my god...

I just got off the phone.

Me: Hello

Somebody: *soft breathing*

Me: Er, hello?

Somebody: I'm always watching you, Mia.

Me: [freaks out] Uh... uh.. Hello God...

Somebody: [laughing this raspy laugh] I shall continue watching you Mia.

Me: ....

Somebody: Only today, have I confronted you.

Me: ....

Somebody: I love you Mia. And you me. *click*

I was shaking. I know it doesn't really sound scary, but it's 10 minutes to MIDNIGHT. And.. and.. Everybody's asleep, even Fat Louie!!!

I'm still shaking now. I'm going to sleep.

A/N So... er, is it good??? I don't own anything except for the barber, the 'somebody' and Cortes Dauphine.

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Are the characters OOC? I think they are. Argghh.