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Hi, my name is Francesca
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 | Forbidden Love *2* |
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| Created: 2007-01-08 12:27:23 |
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“Sarah, why am I going to Dad’s stupid party? It’s gonna be so boring and I won’t know a single person there!” Sarah glanced at me warningly over her rectangular glasses at me, but still smiling at my stubbornness.
“Well, let’s see,” she said in mock concentration. “Errrrrrmmm….” She pulled a face. “Because you’re his daughter!” I glared at her, before turning sulkily away from her and slumping frumpily down in my seat at the back of the limo. Sarah chuckled, looking out the blacked out windows.
“Still, it won’t be that bad,” she said, thoughtfully. “There’ll be the Brown’s, and they’re bringing little baby Johnny, so you can talk to them….. there’ll be the Pierson’s, Andrew Gilford’s coming, and he’s quite taken with you, come to think of it, so is Claude Le Dineau-”
“Sorry?! THE Claude Le Dineau?! The guy who owns Le Dineau&Ribet Hotels?!”
“The very same. He’ll be there with…” She consulted a copy of the guest list, the crisp white paper contrasting greatly with her ebony chiffon dress. “Oh yes, Madame Frisson, his aunt-”
“Oh god, why is she going to be there?” Sarah frowned slightly.
“She’s a family friend of your father, so less of the lip in her presence thank you!”
“But she’s so loud and embarrassing! D’you remember her last party? When she blurted out in front of everyone there about mum and dad divorcing, and I didn’t even know?! I can hardly not talk back to her after that!”
“Well then, you need to learn to control yourself Frankie! If you’re going to survive at least five minutes in this world, you’re going to have to control your temper!”
“Whatever!” I mumbled dispiritedly, as the limo came to an extremely smooth stop.
“We’re here,” Sarah said, smoothing down her dress.
“No shi-”
“Francesca Hardy!”
“Sorry,” I muttered, sitting up and shaking back my long golden blonde hair. I had curled it on orders from my dad that I needed to make an effort tonight. I looked at Sarah, who gave a small smile.
“You never know, you might find the love of your life here tonight,” she teased, as the door on my side of the limo was opened.
“Oh please,” I scoffed, placing my right foot on the pavement, and made to get out of the car. “I really doubt I’m going to find the man of m…” I was out of the limo now, standing, as though I couldn’t quite believe my eyes; this couldn’t be possible, it couldn’t be….. |
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