“What’s up with this sudden interest in eating out?.” Aria asked grumpily as she looked around the busy restaurant where Many other customers were seated and having their afternoon lunch.Lola resisted the urge to roll her eyeballs at her friend. “I’m doing you a favor alright? You should take a rest from cooking all the time.” She declared then waved at a waiter in a corner to come over to their table, then she pointed out what dishes they would like to have from the menu.“Well, I’m not complaining,” Aria mumbled. “I like cooking because I enjoy eating with just you.” She added with a pout.Lola laughed. “Alright, alright. We are here already and we can’t go back .. so let’s just enjoy the food and try not to ruin the mood. Thank you.” They watched as their lunch was served and started to eat immediately after. “So what’s the plan now?.” Aria asked as she straightened her back while looking at Lola meaningfully.“Plan?.” Lola repeated with a raised eyebrow. “Yes.. we have no job an
“What?!. Why would you do that?.” Lola’s face was flushed with both mortification and anger as she looked up at Noah with accusing eyes. Her little wooden box was so precious to her that she let no other person do as much as peek into it, not even Aria was allowed to open it. So how dare he?!.Noah raised an eyebrow, secretly enjoying her distress. “That’s no way to thank me for bringing your little box all the way here.” He said trying not to chuckle at the various manifestations on her face which he found funny. “But still..” Lola muttered with a frown, she felt wronged. He had indeed done her a favor by bringing it over but it was no excuse to invade her privacy.“What?.” Noah questioned and leaned forward, a proud grin on his face. “Want to say something?.”Lola swallowed as her breath hitched. He was way taller and his bent posture made his ruffled hair fall to his handsome face. Noah’s eyebrows were full and bristly and His dark eyes held a glint of mischief in them.Suddenly a
“Aria Davis,” Noah repeated. His brows furrowed as he maintained steady eye contact with Tyler while thinking deeply. He had never really liked Aria, but then... “What motive could Aria have possibly had to sabotage a love letter? It doesn’t make sense.” Noah declared and leaned back on his office seat.Tyler shrugged and reached out to pick up a snack from the servings on the table delivered by the secretary on his arrival. “Maybe she has a crush on you or something.”“Not a chance. She loathes me.”“Well never say never. You never know with these women. Complicated creatures they are, every single one of them.” Tyler insisted with a frown. “Aria might have been like “I can’t have him... so you can’t have him too..” He sang while flipping an imaginary long hair back. Noah scoffed at the joke and let out a long sigh. Aria Davis having a crush on him was impossible. Thinking back, her territorial attitude towards Lola had not only been against him but he could swear that he had notice
Christmas...For many, it was probably the most wonderful time of the year, the jolly season that brings the feeling of joy, warmth, and nostalgia. But for Bianca Sanders and the occupants of the Sanders family estate, it was merely another month, another ordinary day with no festive excitement in the air. A long scream echoed through the hallways past the busy maids and household servants as Bianca Sanders yelled down fire and brimstone, threatening to break the room’s door down or simply put an end to her rather miserable life.The Sander family’s housekeeper, held on to the fabric of her gown tightly as she ran past the rooms, stopping and panting right in front of the door. Then she knocked hastily on the bedroom door. “Madam?. Madam??.” The door locked clicked from behind and Charlotte Sander’s sleepy figure emerged in a silky night dress to see the nervous-looking housekeeper.“What’s this disturbance so early in the morning Martha? Keep the servants under control. Will you..”
“Grandfather’s organizing a party on Boxing Day and insists that I bring you along with me. Do you mind?.”“Uh?.” Lola dropped the cell phone from her ear. She looked at the contact on the screen carefully with squinted eyes, after confirming that it was grumpy Noah Sanchez who had uttered the words she’d just heard, she mumbled an inaudible ‘wow’ and lifted the cellphone back to her ear. “When did you learn to be so polite?.” She asked. Noah’s eyes narrowed. What did she mean by learning to be polite? “I’ve always been polite.” He argued confidently.Lola scoffed and cleared her throat. She had not meant to say that out loud but it was really surprising. The Noah Sanchez she knew was a cold grumpy man who would always do things his way and never ask for her permission to tag along and he would instead give her orders to be present at the party. Hearing him ask properly for a change felt.. good.Lola smiled. “Well since you asked nicely, I will think about it and get back to you.” Sh
Clink!. Clink!.The maids standing some distance away from the dining area flinched as both the mother and daughter dropped their cutleries at once. Only the butler maintained his pois…unbothered, uninterested.Charlotte flew up from her seat abruptly. Her lightly made-up face expresses a mixture of fear and shock on it. “What do you mean by Bianca’s getting married? Who is our daughter getting married to?.” She asked in a firm yet scared voice, caught off guard by her husband’s sudden ridiculous announcement. Micheal ignored his wife’s reaction and instead spoke to his daughter whose face was also pale from shock. “Your left hand my dear.” he urged, signaling for her to offer her hand to him. “Don’t keep daddy waiting.”Hearing his words, Bianca who had been temporarily struck by shock instantly recovered and held her hands down by the sides, away from her father’s reach. “I don’t know what you are talking about father. You are simply mistaken. I am not getting married.” She announce
“It’s just one night Aria. One night.”Lola reminded her best friend with widened eyes, her hands clutching firmly on the strap of her backpack which held only a change of outfit for the next day, a novel, her special gift for Maria and Laura, and light necessities needed for their sleepover at Dew Square for Christmas Eve. Aria, on the other hand, was freshly out of the bathroom after a hot bath. Her wet hair was wrapped up with a pink towel likewise her curvy body. On her bed laid three different sets of outfits which all looked the same to Lola except for their different colors. “I know right.” Aria agreed. “But I can’t seem to make up my mind.” She complained with her lips protruding in a silly pout meant to tug at the strings of Lola’s heart. Her puppy eyes looked up at Lola for help.“Unbelievable...” Lola huffed. “..and here I was thinking you were the one with the fashion trends. How wrong I was.” She said disappointed. Lola shook her head and made her way to the bed at the
Lola Coker doesn’t pray very often. Yet she made a sloppy sign of the cross, touching her forehead, chest, and shoulders before springing up from her chair and walking past the door, tiptoeing to the entrance of the storeroom which was close to the kitchen. The store room’s door was left slightly ajar, letting Maria’s sweet voice and laughter filter out of the room. Lola gulped and paused to listen in, careful not to lean on the door and make a noise.“Yeah that, I remember...” Maria said and laughed into the phone. “You wanted turkey on the menu. I wanted us to try the chicken stripes. How could I forget?.”At first, the one-sided conversation from Maria on Lola’s end made no sense. But slowly, Lola could vaguely guess what they were on about. “A dinner? lunch? Hmmm…have they known each other that long?.” Lola thought.“The girls?.” Maria asked suddenly.“Girls?.” Lola concentrated once again. She and Aria? Is he perhaps..someone they know?“They are having breakfast..” Maria cont