Chapter 3

Sophie Pov

The remaining hours of the day I spent it painting and sketching. I don’t really go out much and I am trying to look for a way to give designers my designs. I checked some websites but I have not really seen what I am looking for; I am looking for someone who is going to use my designs and give me credits, but all I am seeing is designer asking us to sell our designs with no credit and I do not want that, I want to have my own fashion Empire one day.

Mum and Anna have gone for shopping since and they haven’t come back. I went downstairs to have a drink. Dad must have gone to work, or he is still in his office. I got to the kitchen and took orange juice from the fridge and pour myself some. Suddenly I heard the sound of cars approaching; I dropped my cup and went to the living room. I look through the window and I saw Anna and mom coming down from one of the cars. Anna was saying something to the guards, but I can’t hear from here.

The guards came down from the cars and went to the booth. They started carrying shopping bags and so many shopping bags were being carried by the guards. They really went shopping. I don’t understand why there are so many bags. Is it that she will change every hour that the man is here? I do not understand those two women. Anna and mom entered the house with the guards behind them. They all matched to the room without noticing me. Jeez, these are the people making dad company be on the verge of bankruptcy with their excessive spending. I really pity dad because these two women are impossible. I plan on wearing a really simple body hug red gown. It has just one hand. And I will pair it with my brown sanders. I am really nervous about tomorrow. I just pray the man doesn’t like me.

The next day, just the day I have been dreading, finally came. I woke up grumpily that morning. I took my bath and wore a high waist jean short with a white crop top. I know mom will complain, but it’s not like I ever listen to her. I went downstairs to have our breakfast. Everyone was there except me. Mom looked at me with a scorn, she hates someone being tardy.

“Why do you always come late?, it is very irritating Sophie. Always keep to the time, and that cloth you are wearing is too exposing,” she said, looking me over, disgust written all over her face. I rolled my eyes. Anna is literally wearing a dress that is showing all her cleavage but she has no problems with it? Unbelievable.

“I’m sorry mom, I slept late” I said, sitting in my seat. I totally ignored her comment about my choice of clothing.

“Good morning dad” I said. He looked up from his magazine.

“Morning,” he said. The chefs came and started serving us. I don’t know why we have chefs, why won’t our company be going bankrupt when money is being spent on silly things. The chefs finished serving and left. We all started eating. The only sound that could be heard is the sound of the utensils. Dad and I don’t really talk in the dinning. But Anna and mom chat all the time. I wonder why they are quiet this time around. They must be planning something.

“Sophie” Anna called, breaking the silence.

“Hmm,” I answered, raising my head up.

“Did you go shopping yesterday?” She asked. I roll my eyes inwardly. I know where this is going.

“No, I didn’t” I said.

“Of course you didn’t, because Everett is mine and his grandfather must choose me to be his bride. What am I even saying? Of course he will choose me. I am the better sister and also the classier sister,” she said, flipping her brown hair that I am just noticing is darker. She must have dyed it.

“Well good for you Anna, because I am not interested,” I said. I don’t even know what Everett looks like, I just want to be a big fashion designer and leave this house and make friends.

“Good. So make sure you don’t try to impress the grandfather,” she said. I nod. I continued with my food. While mother and Anna chatted away. Anna is so happy that she is going to be marrying Everett. She is literally discussing what she will wear on their wedding day. Dad and I are alike, we don’t talk too much. Dad and I used to be very close, but he started being distant all due to mom’s influence. So he is not close to me, nor is he close with Anna, but he gives her anything she asks of him. Anytime I ask for something, mom discourages him not to give me.

I don’t know why he always listens to her and I don’t know why dad doesn’t like me or talks to me like he used to. But anyways, I am already used to being the outcast of the family. The media and paparazzi don’t even know anything about me. It is all about Anna. Anna is a model, a popular one at that, so she is well known. We all finished eating, and we retired to our rooms to dress up, as the man will be here soon. I took my bath again and dressed up; I put on little make up just to look presentable. Then I went downstairs. As I got downstairs, there was laughter coming from the living room. I slam my forehead. I am always tardy. I nervously smoothed my gown and went to the living room. All attention turned on me. I looked at the people around, my dad, mom, Anna and an old man that I knew all too well.

“Papa Pat?”