Victor’s POVDaisy looks good in a dress. The blue sheath dress she was wearing fit too loosely, but it still showcases her gorgeous legs.I should have asked her to wear her contacts. She really does look incredible without her glasses. It’s such an amazing transformation.As I held the Lamborghini's door for her, she asked, “Where are we going?”“We’re going to dinner,” I replied. “I made a reservation at Gray’s restaurant. I want to speak to Amy myself.”I walked around the car and got behind the steering wheel. After starting the engine, I noticed Daisy was fidgeting with the hem of her dress. I knew that meant she was worried.“What are you gonna say to Amy?” Daisy asked.“I’m going to assure her that she is welcome at your ball,” I replied. “So you can stop worrying. I would never hurt your best friend’s feelings on purpose.”That statement was mostly true. Although in the past, I have taken to task a few clumsy Beta waitresses, I wouldn’t deliberately say anything to upset a fr
Amy and Mr. Gray arrived ten minutes early. I was waiting in the foyer with Benson, and we showed them to the drawing room, where Alex and Victor waited.Amy quietly looked around as I led her to the couch to sit with me. I could tell she was uncomfortable, so I squeezed her hand. It didn't help.Benson offered drinks to us and our guests, and then he served them on a silver tray. Amy was quiet the entire time while Mr. Gray spoke with Alex.It was apparent Amy and her father were uncomfortable, but Alex’s kindness began to put Mr. Gray at ease.“I’ve eaten at your restaurant on three occasions,” Alex said. “The food was wonderful. Your prime rib is the best I’ve ever tasted.”The praise made the chef more relaxed and happy. “Thank you, Mr. Wilson. I’m glad to hear you enjoyed my cooking.”“With your talent, you should consider getting into catering, too. There’s a lot of money to be made with less overhead than running a restaurant,” Victor added.“I considered catering at one time,”
“I am sorry I said that to you, “Amy said as she sat cross-legged across from me on my bed. “It was a rotten thing to say to my best friend.”“Why did you say it?” I asked.“I’m… I'm a little bit jealous of everything you have now,” Amy replied. “I hate being jealous of you, but I am.”“What are you jealous of?”“Oh, let's see. Stuff like the grand piano, the huge library, and the servants who do everything you ask them to do.”A tear rolled down Amy’s cheek. “It made me think about how I need to wash dishes all night at Dad’s restaurant so my family can afford to eat, and I got mad and jealous.”“I can understand that,” I told her. I felt guilty last night while eating at their restaurant because I knew she was in the kitchen doing the dishes.But it’s more than just jealousy,” Amy said as more tears welled in her eyes. “I see you changing more and more every day. And then today, when I saw how much you belong in this mansion, I got scared.”“Scared of what?” I didn’t understand what
It wasn’t taking me as long to put my contacts in lately. And I haven’t dropped one in the sink all week.I’ve worn them several times after Victor insisted when he took me out to eat dinner and stuff. He constantly reminds me I will only get used to them by wearing them.But I haven’t worn them to school yet because I didn't think I could wear them all day. I told myself I would try wearing them to school after my ball.Occasionally, the contacts still make my eyes feel dry. And then I start blinking like crazy, and my eyelids feel like sandpaper.But they worked great when Victor took me to the movies to see a new action flick that everybody had been talking about. The movie screen was nice and clear from our seats near the back of the theater.And my contact lenses are comfortable to wear while we have dinner in some of Victor’s favorite restaurants.Victor never explained why he was taking me out several times a week. I think it was to get me to wear my contacts and to help me get
I could tell by the concerned expression on Victor’s face when I returned from the ladies’ room that I wasn’t hiding the hurt the two women had caused with their mean, petty words.But I didn’t want to talk about it. It would be embarrassing if Victor knew what people said about me.“What’s the matter, Daisy,” he asked. “We were having such a good time.”“Nothing,” I replied. “I’m starting to get a headache.”“I have some aspirin in the car if you need it,” Victor offered. “I’d be glad to go out and get it for you.”“No. I’ll be fine,” I insisted. I didn’t need aspirin. I just wanted to leave the restaurant to avoid facing those women again.The waiter brought our chocolate soufflés, but I wasn’t hungry anymore. I could barely taste the incredible confection as I ate a few spoonfuls to please Victor.“Are you sure you’re okay,” Victor asked. “You love chocolate soufflé, but you’re not eating it.”“I forced myself to give him a little smile and said, “I don’t want to gain any weight be
I was excited when Victor picked me up the next day after school. We were going to Gisele’s to choose my ball gown.It was where Mrs. James told me to shop. I stifled a giggle when I envisioned myself telling her that’s where I bought my wetsuit.The ride to Gisele‘s villa in the Lamborghini was a lot of fun. The weather was beautiful, and I enjoyed how the air washed over me.I could feel the slight changes in temperature as we went from full sun to shade, and I could smell many different scents, like flowers, trees, and freshly mown grass.Victor glanced at me, and we exchanged a quick smile.He was such a skilled driver that the Lamborghini hugged the road and around the curves.Before I was ready for the ride to be over, we arrived at our destination. Victor parked in front of the Villa, and we went inside.“Ah, hello, Mr. Klein and Miss Wilson,” Gisele said as we entered the shop. “What can I help you with today?”Instead of answering for me, Victor put a hand on the small of my
I enjoyed the shocked expression on Jenna’s face. With her eyes narrowed, she stepped back and looked me over carefully.But then, the reality of the situation seemed to sink in for her. “Hello, Daisy,” she said stiffly.“Hello, Jenna. It’s nice to meet you.” I knew my words didn’t sound sincere, but I couldn’t help it. The way this woman acted made me angry.Fortunately, Victor led me away from her and helped me into the Lamborghini.Once again, words came from my mouth that I couldn’t stop. “Is … is she your girlfriend?”“No,” Victor replied. “ I’m not dating anyone right now.”But I couldn’t get the image of Jenna flirting with him as they ate at the restaurant.“Was she your girlfriend?” I asked.“I’ve never had a steady girlfriend,” Victor told me. “And ever since I met you, I haven’t had the time to date or go out partying at all.”“I’m sorry if I’m keeping you from your social life,” I said.“The clubs will still be there when I get around to going out again,” Victor said.“I’ve
I touched the answer button on my cell and said, “Hello, William.”“Hey, Daisy,” William said. “I hope you’re not busy.”I softly sighed. “Not at all. Victor was giving me a dance lesson, but we’re on a break now.”“Oh, great,” William said. “Your ball is almost here. I bet you’re excited.”“Yeah, I am. I just bought my gown today. I can’t wait to wear it.” I couldn’t believe I was having this casual conversation with William after the kiss with Victor.“That’s great. I can’t wait to see you wearing it,” William said. “I know you're busy, but I was wondering if you have time to see a movie tomorrow after school?”“A movie,” I repeated.“Yeah, I’ve got three tickets to ‘The Battle of Granger.’ It was about the biggest battle of the Werewolf Civil War, and you love history more than anyone I know.”“It sounds great,” I said, but my mind was still on Victor and the kiss.“Since I have three tickets, you can bring somebody with you,” William offered.“Hold on a minute,” I said and hit the