The day of the gala came by fast. Now I'm in front of my closet searching for a new wardrobe to wear. I need something eye-catching, something that everyone won't even think of wearing. I need everyone's attention solely on me, that's exactly why I chose a sensual Jade colored backless couture with a ribbon tied on my neck to hold the raiment. And a mermaid skirt that perfectly hugged my curves, and the ribbon elongated my neck and emphasize my porcelain skin.
Fabulous! As always.
I decided to pair it with a gold purse to match my outfit and wore pearl earrings and gold arm cuff, and to finish it off—I applied a red lipstick. I barely put any makeup cause the lipstick will do a fine job catching everyone's attention.
My hair is put up neatly. I opted for more elegance and classic style today. I made my way downstairs and outside is the chauffeur waiting. He opened the door for me.
Everyone has left already just as planned. I need a grand entrance and this works in my favor. I need everyone to look at me, this is the face of the person who would drag you on the deepest pit of hell.
Maybe I can give them an exemption if I find them amusing. And if I find everyone annoying, maybe I should just lit the place on fire then.
"We've arrived madam." he goes to open my door and assist me by the entrance door. Their laid a matte red carpet. I slowly walked inside, head held up high and my back straight. I watched them stare with eyes full of awe and curiousity.
Remember this face, this face will unfortunately be the cause of your demise. Honestly the original host did not mention on killing the whole aerie, but she also didn't say I can't. So it's all up to everyone's luck if they manage to survive.
I'll give them two possibility of course, if they pissed me off or get on my nerves it's gonna be a one hell of a ride for them, but if they manage to get on my good side, then I will give them an option.
"Here she goes again with her usual agenda, typical attention seeker." Darling I can hear you, I'll write your name in my burnbook.
An so what? The attention loves me. Some days people hate me, and some days they love me, both days I still live a much better life than everyone.
"Guess she never misses with her wardrobe, with face like that, I don't mind being a conniving wench." that's right. Now who was that? I like her.
I got myself a glass of champagne from the waiter who just passed by. Everyone started approaching and sorrounding me asking me different questions.
"You look fabulous tonight darling! I live your dresses, even my youngest loves your dresses. Maybe you should open up a boutique? I'd love to wear your design!" Good idea but too much work, I will think about it. I was a fashion designer, everyone loves my creation and only the finest could wear my design.
"Marie you're here!" it's Antonia you wench.
"I'm always here." I subltly roll my eyes and ignored her. The hell am I gonna talk about with her?
"My friends wants to meet you, do you mind introducing yourself? It'll be quick." your friends. Why the hell should I?
"I do. Piss off." I sat on the closest seat I could find. My feet is killing me God. I love the macarons they serve, it taste just right.
"It'll be really quick, they wanna meet you." that's not my problem isn't it? Sila ang lumapit, can't they see that everyone is approaching me for quick introduction not the other way around.
"I told you to piss off right? And it's Antonia." I'm starting to get pissed, I wanna pull a clump of her hair right now.
"But—"
"Piss off Leana while I'm still putting up with all your bullshit." I can't believe, I'm thinking murder when I should've been eating and enjoying the night.
"Maybe later then? I'll br—"
This feels like a free trial in hell. Why can't people just mind their own business? It's really not that hard to just get off my porch.
"Leana, are you being serious right now? I told you over and over again that I'm not interested, why can't you understand the simple word 'no' I don't want to so piss off." She lowered her head in humiliation as if I'm gonna fall for that. Coincidentally the original host an I have the same temper and I'm gonna fucking lost it if someone approaches me again.
"Do you mind if I sit he—"
"I do. Piss off." I answered coldly. Don't talk to me if you're not gonna praise and compliment me. I don't wanna make friends, I simply came here solely cause I love the attention.
"Damn why are you kinda pissed?"
"What do you mean kinda? I am bloody pissed." And this guy in front of me is way too chatty for a stranger.
"My name is Logan Warner—lady Antonia." I don't remember asking for his name, why is he introducing himself?
"How do you know my name?"
"You're quiet famous my lady. You've made some quite remarkable scandal so who wouldn't be?" I've read it in the front of the newspaper two days ago. I slapped the president's son hard that my handprint stayed on his face for quite some time. He deserves it.
"You wanna be the next one to headline the newspaper?" I asked and he just chuckled. Patience Antonia, patience, you can't make a scene here.
"Do you mind? Can you get out of my face, please?" I'm one second away from throwing hands when he shook his head.
"I can sit wherever I want my lady." he's right...I can't believe I have to freaking adjust just so I won't lose my temper.
"Where are you going my lady?" What the hell is his deal?
"Why are you following me?"
"I want to get to know you my lady." But I don't. Why can't everybody seem to get it? Do not approach me if you're not gonna compliment me and feed my ego, that's all I came for. I don't intend to socialize much worse is make friends.
"I cannot believe this...God why do you test me?" he laughed loudly taht catches the attention of the crowd, and he almost choke out the wine that he's drinking.
"I'm starting to find you amusing my lady."
"Shut it. I don't wanna hear another word from you mister."He keeps on asking questions here and there even tho I kept on ignoring him. And I'm not even trying to hide the fact that I'm getting really annoyed with his presence.
"Going home already?" obviously? I'm not even planning to go home this early if only you had leave me alone. I turned to look at him—hands resting in his pocket and cigar on his other hand. He looks decent enough with his white long sleeve buttoned down shirt. I can see his perfectly toned chest from here. I wonder what his tits looked like.
"Isn't it obvious?" he just gave me that nasty grinned and looked at me from head to toe.
"You're beautiful tonight Antonia." I know right, but you should have told me earlier, I would have given you a chance to talk to me.
"I'm always beautiful mister Warner. Now if you don't mind, I'll be on my way." I strode out of the venue and was greeted by the chaffeur that opened the door for me.
Just as I was abiut to hop inside, someone got a hold of my arm—Logan Warner and his annoying pretty face.
"I forgot something." he leaned in just across the side of my head and whispered in my ear.
"Goodnight Antonia." he light blew my ear causing me to flinch in surprise.
"What was that for? Are you out of your mind right now?" I exclaimed in surprise and annoyance, you don't just blew an lady's ear like that especially when you're a stranger.
"I miss you." what?