Chapter 7: Getting Out Of The Manor
The hours passed painfully slow as Vivian grew bored of looking over her many magazines. She decided that she needed to get out of the Malfoy manor and get away from Draco for a while.
Vivian showered quickly and dried her hair, styling it to luscious curls. She applied darkened make up to bring out her striking features that she inherited mostly from her mother. She walked to her closet and threw on a gold, sparkly halter top that stopped short at the end of her pierced bellybutton, tight black pants with strappy heals. She added some strawberry perfume and accessorized with a black leather jacket over the top of her skimpy shirt. Vivian grabbed some cash and stuffed it into her pocket and left her room, briskly walking down the steps.
"Vivian!" Draco called out from the top of the staircase.
"What?" she asked not turning to face him.
"Where are you going?" he questioned her with a slight smirk.
"I was just going out for walk." She lied, kicking herself for not creating a better lie.
"Dressed like that." His gray orbs took in her body.
"I felt like getting dressed up." Vivian countered still not facing him.
"Turn around." Draco ordered.
"I don't have to. Now good bye." Vivian said as she ran for the front door.
The high heels weighed Vivian's feet making her slower. She skidded to a stop once she made it to the door and took a hold of the grand doorknob. Vivian opened the door only to have it shut by a strong arm.
"Where are you going?" Draco asked in a more stern voice.
"I don't have to tell you a damn thing. You are not my father and I am seventeen years old. I don't need to be treated as a child." Vivian answered with bubbling anger that was evident in her eyes. She finally looked up at Draco only to have him stare at her with some emotion that Vivian did not recognize.
"I know that." Draco said with a softer tone.
"Then let me out of this hellhole." Vivian stated.
"Not until I find out where you're going." Draco persisted.
Vivian let go of the knob, turned around and started pacing. She didn't want to tell Draco where she was going because he would more than likely want to tag along.
"Fine, I was heading to a dance club." Vivian caved as she crossed her arms.
"That sounds like fun." Draco perked.
"Do you want to come along?" Vivian asked with a smile. She couldn't believe that she was inviting him. What was she thinking?
"I guess." Draco shrugged. Vivian rolled her eyes with the smile still plastered on her lips.
Draco quickly grabbed his coat and returned back to Vivian in a short amount of time.
"You ready?" Vivian asked.
"Yeah." Draco beamed.
They walked out of the house towards his garage. Vivian opened the man door and entered the spacious building.
"What are we doing here?" Draco asked dumbfounded.
"We are taking my motorcycle." Vivian responded as Vivian tore the cover off of the shiny bike.
"We are taking a piece of crap that muggles use. Why cant we just apparate there?" Draco questioned.
"Because we are going to muggle club." Vivian said as she mounted the motorcycle.
"WHAT? How about we go to an exclusive pureblood club?" Draco questioned.
"No, those places are so boring. You have to dress formally and stuff and that just does not do good for my brain. The conversations and even their music is dull. Come on you never have been to a muggle club before, you'll have fun. Trust me." Vivian said. Draco did trust Vivian more than she knew but it was the mudbloods that he didn't trust.
"Fine this better be good or you'll be paying for it for the rest of the summer." Draco warned as he put the helmet on that Vivian handed him and sat on the bike behind Vivian.
"You might want to wrap your arms around me." Vivian said and Draco took the opportunity with glee. He quickly wrapped his arms tightly around her, bringing his body closer to her.
Vivian started the bike, allowing the machinery to warm up and then stomped on the gas. They zipped out of the property to night full of excitement.