"What are you looking at?" I asked. He averted his eyes quickly, pushing the glasses up his nose. He looked like a high school or uni student and I immediately felt bad but hey, blame poshness for my bad mood.
But my bad mood disappeared as soon as I got up in the air. The view was breathtaking. Poshness had no idea what he was missing out on. I could see the ocean and beach nearby. I have to go there tomorrow. I could see the car park from here.
I spotted our car immediately and frowned; he wasn't there. Probably took this chance to find the nearest posh restaurant. Our car looks so out of place beside the rusty and old cars. It was also funny to see that the closest car parked to us was a good five metres away. Probably thought they would get sued if dust fell on our car.
I sighed as the ride dropped us back to the ground and I got off. That wasn't long enough. I would go for another ride but then again poshness would be back and probably start complaining about how long I took.
I walked over to the duck game and leaned against it, surprised when poshness himself took ages.
"What took you so long?" I questioned, thinking, My turn to be cruel.
"Phone. Let's go," he said. I raised an eyebrow as he barely looked at me when he spoke and turned around heading to the car. I stormed after him. He had some fur on his back but it wasn't like I was going to pluck the colourful blue and green fur. He would probably snap at me.
As we walked back, I looked toward the strength-o-meter game again and watched as another person got a prize and looked up and stopped. Where was the peacock?
"You coming?"
"Yea," I said sadly as I caught up to him. The peacock was gone, great. Time to hunt down whoever won it and steal it from them!
Chapter Nine
6 Months Ago
I placed my ear at the door, listening carefully to my parents talking to someone. Apparently, the groom and his stupid parents were here. Oh, what joy.
But, of course, I refused to go out. I really didn't need to see his bald head and pot belly. I was just going to close my eyes and say the vows. There was no way I was going to look into a wrinkled face; that would be torture.
I could hear suggestions for the menu.
"Seafood is always excellent."
I gagged. Only my mother would suggest that. Wasn't I meant to plan my own wedding? Oh wait, I didn't want to. I still remembered chucking a pillow at my parents when they came in yesterday and asked me if I wanted to share my opinion with the theme and such.
Maybe I shouldn't have acted too hastily.
"No, we'll see other options as well," said my father's voice and I sighed in relief. Thank god.
"I know a marriage planner. We should see them," said another female voice I never recognised. Maybe the groom’s mother?
"Ivory! Why don't you come down and say hi?"
My body froze and I stood up straight. Shit.
Present Time
Another day, more torture, I thought as I walked downstairs.
Darius was already up reading the newspaper and I scoffed. Typically poshness. Was poshness even a word? Oh well...
Wait.
I did a double take. He was wearing casual jeans and a blue buttonup top. Holy mother of hotness. Please don't drool, Ivory
"Good you're up. You sleep worse than my grandmother," he said.
I opened my mouth to defend myself when it hit me. Did he just say a joke?
"I do not," I said lamely.
He raised an eyebrow and folded his paper and stood up.
"All right then, let's go," he said, grabbing the keys.
"To where?" I asked. I haven't even eaten yet! And let’s just say fairy floss and a sausage roll were not what I call dinner. I was starving.
"Um, Marge told me she booked us in for some boat cruise," he said, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand.
"Fine, let's go. I'll just get my bag," I said, rushing back upstairs. Oh boy, a river cruise! Maybe I can go diving!
I packed spare clothes in case I did and grabbed a few essentials and raced back down in record time.
"Took your time," he said, leaning against the door with his hands crossed and I gasped. As if! I took less than a half hour!
I followed him to the car. I was going to say we could just walk there, since it was close but there was no point. I'd rather spend five minutes in silence in the car than a ten-minute walk in awkward silence.
"So..." I said lamely as I tried to start a conversation. I buckled up. "Wassup?"
"Wow this is beautiful!" I exclaimed, walking up to the boat.
"Good. It took me – Marge a while to find it," he said. I barely registered what he said as I picked up a beautiful shell off the sand and rolled it around in my hand, making sure I wasn't stealing some creatures home.
"Welcome Welcome Welcome to River-Side RAiiiiiiinbowss."
I nearly dropped the shell as I looked up to see a typical beach guy jumping off the boat and walking toward us. He was probably another uni student working part time. I nearly laughed as he spun around flicking his blond hair. He wore a white shirt that was unbuttoned over grey shorts, reminding me of a pirate movie.