Sunday afternoon 23/01/2011
I was to my lawyer's home to show her the papers I had about my parents, still trying to figure out if they are my real parents or not. After 15 mins my phone rang, I just shaked my head and picked up the phone.
"Just give me 1 min Erica, I think it's my dad on the phone" as she smiled at me "It's fine sweetie, we have the whole afternoon to check the papers, don't worry."
"Hey Ariel, daddy here. Are you busy at the moment?", his voice very sweet in a surprising way, "Umm... yes dad, why?", I knew that a "bomb" favor is coming.
"Enrico has 2 tickets for a soccer game this afternoon, please go with him. His father will start complaining again that you don't pay attention to his son. You know how things are, don't you?"
"Daaaaaaad....!!! You know I don't like him at all, how can you ask me such a favor? My god, can I have a normal life please?", I winced while tapping my foot on the floor.
"It's just one time Ariel, next time I will see if I can find any excuse. Please?", his voice sweetest than ever.
"Fine", I said and I hanged up really bothered and a couple mins later Enrico texted me that he will come to pick me up in 2 hours.
"Erica dear, something came up and I have to go. I know that you will be busy the whole week, I will call you later.", I hugged her fast and she just nodded "It's fine dear, don't worry. Have fun."
I rushed back at home so as to get ready for this stupid date. My father and Enrico's father are partners and very close friends. Enrico is just an immature kid, 25 years old and I don't remember how many times I turned him down. If you are asking me to describe him with one word.... I would say "jerk".
He's just a spoiled kid, using his daddy's credit cards to go out with hot chicks.
(around 3 hours later in the stadium)
"You look so astonishing today Ariel, day by day you become more and more beautiful", he grinned at me.
"Thank you", I replied bluntly and at the same time feeling so bored with the game.
He scratched his head for a moment and then he turned his head bringing his lips closer to mine, "Do you know who is the player with the No 5?"
"Do you know the Chanel No 5?", I replied with an ironic smile.
"Uh?", he blinked as backed his head off a bit.
"Exactly", I laughed as my voice had a victorious tone.
He stayed silent for the rest of the game. While he drove me back home, he was still silent in the car. He only said goodnight and kissed my cheek.
Conclusion: Chanel can save you from the worst date of your life.