Party (1/2)
Author’s Note: Wheein’s POV
SUNDAY
Hwasa opened the passenger side door of her newly bought red Ferrari for. It was a beast of a car. Something I only see on car magazines. She climbed inside just right after I settled in. She starts the engine and reverse out of her space in the parking lot, she turns on the sound system and I hear Rihanna, her favorite artist, plays at the background. She’s already jamming at the song, humming the melody, I glanced at the screen and it’s playing “Stay by Rihanna”, I keep my silence, looking outside of the window and re-thinking about the moments this past few weeks.
It’s been three weeks when I signed the contract, total of nine meeting and nine days and 8 nights of endless mall shopping and eating on a very luxurious and extravagant restaurants that I never imagined I, myself, will ever enter such. There are days too that we silently eats on her big office with a takeout which probably came from expensive restaurant too. She also loves dressing me up, from branded dresses and shoes, to expensive watches, to high heels and even gold accessories. I remember how many times I tried to stop her but there’s no good because she will only shuts me up with “My money, my decisions” or something between “I am not you sugar mommy for nothing.”
My train of thoughts were interrupted when I felt a hand on my left knee, I looked at her and her eyes is still on the road.
“Baby” she sweetly says while she gently caress my knees, The warmth of her hands sent sensations to my body, we don’t do touching much, the only skin ship we ever did so far is when she puts her hands on my back or when she holds my hands while shopping. Nothing too intimate, Nothing too PDA.
I just hummed at her as a response.
“Baby” She repeated, If there is something I learned, or I rather observed is, there is two reason why Hwasa repeats what she said, It’s either she didn’t like your answer or she gives you another chance to rethink about it.
“Yes, mommy?” I blushed, it’s been 3 weeks but calling her mommy stills send shiver to my spine, It’s very new for me, plus I still feel awkward calling her that so. I looked at her again and she’s smiling, as if she hears something she likes.
“Baby, do you want to accompany me on a party?”
“What party?”
“Hmm. Some Homecoming party my friend organize”
“Uhm. Okay”
“What?”
“Okay, mommy”
After 30 minutes, she dropped me off on the bus stop near my dorm room. I never let her drop me on my dorm room because I don’t really think she fits on that kind of environment. I look at my watch, its only 9:30 PM, We went home really early today, and maybe she has some meeting, perhaps. I started walking on the alley towards my dorm, with a hands full of shopping bags I probably won’t use. I opened the door and saw Dahyun applying some make up on her face, she’s very concentrated on aligning her I liner, I drop my things on the ground, She quickly glanced and took a deep breathe,“Oh, looks Ms. Jung went on a shopping spree huh?”She smiled at me and I playfully rolled my eyes on her,“It’s from my mom”I lied.“Oh, So your mom’s keeps getting a coin huh? If I didn’t know you any better, I will think you have some kind of a sugar daddy.”She chuckled at me, I just giggled as a response, I went straight to my walk in closet and filed my newly bought clothes, Dahyun went back putting her eyeliners- perfecting the angle of her draw,“Do you have any party to attend to?” I asked. Gosh, I really need a new closet for my clothes, “Yes, Some house party” I nodded,I fish my phone out and I have 2 new messages, One is from Hwasa and the other one is from Byul.
I closed my phone and pulls out my books, I glanced at Dahyun who is now straightening her blonde hair. “If I didn’t get any dates tonight I swear” I laughed out loud. “Go get some momma” I jokingly dodged her arms and we fall on the fit of laughter.