Brielle pov
Man, what a day. School is exhausting especially when you are a natural defined perfection. Students have been nagging me all day, paparazzi's been following me around lately and boys kept giving me googly eyes. It's getting kinda creepy honestly.
To say that I have a headache would be an understatement. I feel over-worked and here's why.
My father Aiden Alinsky is California malibus richest bachelor. He is the CEO of malibus finest restaurants and me being the heir there's a lot to learn about being CEO and the business. But I am proud to say that I am fully prepared to take over when my father drops the towel. On the other hand.
My mother Patience Alinsky is California's hottest female model. Flawless skin, good hair, beautiful face, she has it all. But she can't be a model forever so I am assigned to find a fill for her when she retires. That's where the nagging of students comes in.
I am currently sitting on the big comfy couch in the big fancy sitting room that compliments the big Mansion I live in. Everything in this house is big, Big, BIG! This house is so big that I get lost sometimes.
"..." I sigh. I don't think I've so far seen myself sitting down and doing nothing. The quiet in the house is very soothing. While I was enjoying glorious silence my stomach started giving me the business. Well, now I guess I'm hungry. I haven't eaten all day so that makes sense.
After 2 more minutes of sitting, I finally decide to get up from the couch and drag myself to the kitchen to get some snacks. The kitchen like the rest of the house is spacious. The number of cabinets circling the kitchen is quite the number. But it's nothing a little memorizing can't fix.
There are approximately 5 cabinets that store snacks so I walked myself to the first one that stores chips and grabbed a bag of cocoa puffs. I like them because they are easy to chew and finish. Then I walked to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of Fanta grape soda. After I took my chips and soda back to the comfy couch and turned the television on. Channel news.
"ugh seriously." I stated with a bored expression. "can't there be a minute where I don't see my face on camera, honestly?" I asked myself out loud. I see myself appear on tv so much these days I'm starting to get irritated. Attention is not my strong suit. I prefer solitude. Do you?
I quickly changed the channel from the news to the cartoon network. I love cartoons so much. As a child, I was never allowed to watch cartoons. I always had to use my mind and energy on so-called 'important things' like boxing.
When I was 6 years old my father suggested I take private boxing lessons for self-defense just in case he can't defend me himself. 'independence is confidence'. That's something my father often told me. Taking lessons toned my body. I went from small and thin to slim and fit.
While I was watching the amazing world of gumball, gumball and darwin were doing their little dance when the front door suddenly burst open. My head immediately shot in the direction of the door to see my mother walking in wearing the most gorgeous one piece I've ever seen.
Black and white one-shoulder slim one piece that shows off her fairly toned buttocks and breasts. Her well-kept orange hair compliments her emerald green eyes and doesn't get me started on those heels. Colorless strap on heels. How does my mother do it?
I stood from the couch and walked in the direction of the door with my arms expanded. "mom!" I cheered giving her a bear hug. "Brielle my baby girl! How is everything?" she asked hugging me back. "eh, I can't complain." I replied with a shrug and a smile.
I love my mother. She is a very bubbly and good-natured woman. I can see why my father loves her. But you know for a woman named Patience she has none. "I brought you new clothes from the world of fashion." she gestured to the shopping bags in her hands.
"thank you, mom!" I exclaimed taking half the bags. "your welcome baby girl. Tonight is going to be amazing. I Can't-Wait for you to meet them." she said with an excited smile on her face. I looked are her in confusion. "tonight? What's happening tonight?" I asked with a confused look on my face. She looked at me like I was supposed to know something.
"tonight is the meeting brie," she stated like it's the most obvious thing in the world. Is it just me or did this conversation get a lot more confusing?" meeting for what?" I asked. "brie, we talked about this last night during dinner, were you even listening when your father was explaining everything?" she asked knowing the answer very well herself. I gave her an apologetic smile and she smiled at me.
"of course." she sighed. "well if you must know, we are going to Italiano eats to meet the storms family. This is so much of a meeting as a gathering for the families to get to know each other better and become allies." she explained. "oh, ok ." I said not knowing how else to respond.
"yeah so I suggest you wear something..." she trailed off before motioning towards me and whispered "sexy." she completed. Oh, my glob, mom! I thought. She gave me a smirk when I looked at her. O know that looks pretty well. What are you up to this time mom?
The last time she gave me that look she was setting me up on a blind date with a stranger. And it didn't end well. The poor boy walked out with a punch to the face and a kick in the crotch. You could say that I'm one of those people who are not lucky in the love department.
I don't know what she's planning but I'm going to find out. And if dressing 'sexy' shows me the answer then sexy I will be. "you want sexy mom, then sexy you will get." I stated before flipping my chocolate brown hair then leading myself upstairs.
I enter my room surely I left my mom taken aback. I went into my walking closet and walked myself to the dress section looking for the perfect dress. That's when a knock at my door was heard. The door opened and in walked my mother. "I think your gonna need these." she gestured to the bags I left downstairs.
"thank you, mom. Now be gone with you." I shooed her out of my room while she gave me an 'I'm-proud-of-you' look. I gave them a wink before she left. I opened the bag and it felt like all the air got sucked out from my lungs. A galaxy print one-shoulder dress that stops on my middle thigh. I squealed and jumped up and down.
I took off my current clothes and put on the dress. It fits me like a glove and shows my fairly toned hips, buttocks, and breasts which I get from my mom. I matched that with a pair of black strapped heels. My hair is naturally curled so I left it the way it is.
I put on dark mascara and colorless lip gloss took my matching galaxy purse and left my room. I continued down the hall and stopped at the top of the stairs. When I looked down I saw my parents who themselves looked picture perfect. My mom looked up at me and smiled. "oh brie you look stunning!" she said wiping away a pretend tear. "yeah you managed to look prettier than your mom which is saying something." my dad said with a grin. My mom switched from a smile to a frown.
"Thanks, you two look great too. Especially you mom." I said with a smile. She once again changed her face from a frown to a smile again. "well let's get going, don't want to be late." my father said grabbing his car keys. Once we were in the car we departed to Italiano eats. "mom would you please tell me who I'm meeting." I whined. My mom looked back at me with a smirk. "no it's a surprise. But I'll give you a hint. Roses are red, Violets are blue, don't seek love, love will come to you." she said with a little chuckle after. Okay well, that wasn't much help, was it?
After dad parked the car he lead us to the back of the restaurant. Once we were at the back we were faced with a glass door with the words 'private room' imprinted on it. The bodyguard opened the door and inside was a man and a woman. The man looks like he's in his mid-40s. The woman beside him looked to be in her late 30s. They look so cute together.
"Debra darling how are you?" mom asked. The woman Debra stood from her chair and hugged my mom. "pretty good for an old woman patience." she answered. "prince." my father greeted shaking the man's hand. "Aiden," he replied. "Debra, prince, I'd like you to meet our daughter Brielle." mom introduced. Debra and prince gave me smiles of approval.
"it's nice to meet finally meet you and aren't you a beauty." Debra greeted. "you too and thank you, ma'am." I replied politely. "oh please drop the ma'am makes me feel old, just call Mr. Debra." she said. "OK, Debra." I said. "oh and this is my husband prince." she introduced. "hello prince it's nice to meet you." I said shaking his hand. "likewise." he replied. "you were not joking patience this one is a keeper. The definition of exquisite." Debra commented. "isn't she a beaut." mom said smiling. "she certainly is perfection." Prince said nodding while smiling. Okay? Thanks?
"Unfortunately our son had to get done with some unfinished business. But he should be here any minute." Debra said. A son? Do they have a son? Interesting. We sat down at the table. A waiter came and took our orders and walked out. "oh it's no trouble. Your son is a workaholic, it would've been weirder if he didn't have a last-minute business. If you know what I mean." MY mom said wiggling her eyebrows. The three suddenly erupted in laughter. I don't get it. Did I miss something?
"so how is the queen search going?" mom asked Debra while the two men had their conversation on the other side of the table. "we still haven't found a queen to our sons' liking." Debra said with a huff. "you know Brielle is also being difficult right now trust me. I know how you feel." mom said. I turned my head to my mom giving her an 'are-we-talking-about-this' look. "really?" Debra asked. "yeah, I've set her on 6 blind dates and she still won't budge." mom answered. "mom for the last time I don't want to be dating a virtual stranger to whom I know nothing about. So please stop complaining about this." I said irritated. Debra gave me a smirk. "you're quite feisty aren't you?" she asked. "yeah she is." mom answered.
"so tell me more about these dates." she said. "well they never end well. The poor boys walked out either with a punch to the face or a kick in the crotch. Brielle is very vengeful when forced." Debra gave me a shocked look like she didn't expect that as an answer. Then her expression changed to a grin. "vengeful huh? Harvey is going to love you." she said wiggling her eyebrows.
"who's Harvey?" I asked. "my son." she answered. Just then the door opened. "oh speaking of the son her he is." she said. I turned my head to the door. Woah, incoming hottie. That's her son. He is gorgeous. A masterpiece. The gods took their sweet time creating him.
He walked over with a blank face to the table. He took a seat next to Debra. He lifted his head then stopped his movements when he spots me. "who are you." he asked with a sparkle in his eyes. "oh well this is my ..." my mom started but was interrupted by him. "I didn't ask you," he said which silenced my mom. She looked stunned for a minute there. I would backchat him but I was too busy admiring his face. Gorgeous. "who are you?" he asked again. "m-my name is brielle." I stuttered. He took my hands from the table and into his and kissed them both. "nice to meet you, love. I'm Harvey." he said with a panty-dropping smile. My face turned crimson. Oh boy. This man is going to be the death of me.
Our parents looked at me then at each other like they can't believe what's happening. "he's smiling. Prince our son, Harvey storms is smiling." Debra said shockingly. Prince nodded smirking. "n-nice to m-meet you t-too Harvey." I said studdering. What is wrong with me? Why am I studdering? What is this feeling? Is my fastened heart rate normal? What is he doing to me?
