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Chapter 11
★ Madison's POV ★
I woke up to the third ring of my alarm, I felt so frustrated since I didn't even have a schedule today and I was awake.
I got up from the bed and went into the bathroom to do my daily routine, before changing my outfit and went downstairs for breakfast.
"Good morning Cassie, Good morning Havana." I said when I got into the kitchen.
" Good morning Madi." They chorused.
"Paloma isn't up yet.?" I asked as I didn't see her anywhere.
"Yep, she's out cold... She did have a lot to drink yesterday though." Havana replied as she made the tea.
" True... What are we having for breakfast ?." I asked as I peeped into the pan Cassieopia was holding on the stove.
"Well, as you can see, Cassie is making her Famous Pane tostato con crema di nocciole." Havana gushed excitedly.
- Toasted bread with hazelnut spread -
" Then why are you making omelettes ?." I asked curiously.
" Well I'm making omelettes for paloma, you know she's allergic to nuts. " Cassie answered as she continued what she was doing.
" So Madi. Are you ready for tonight.?." Havana asked excitedly.
" Tonight... What's happening tonight?. "I asked as I went into the cabinet to take out a jar of cookies.
" Don't tell me you've forgotten... You have a blind date scheduled for this evening,Dummy. " She replied with a chuckle.
Ugh....
I totally forgot...
" Right... Whatever. "I said rolling my eyes as I helped Cassie bring breakfast the dining room.
The apartment was indeed quite large with Four bedrooms each having it's own bathrooms, and a kitchen that was quite spacious and a dinning hall just outside the kitchen and the living room wasn't really huge but it could fit 10-20 individuals and they could get comfortable... It was comfortable for us though, Comfy enough that we could all cuddle in every corner and still have enough space to spare it even had a basement and a balcony. Plus it's cheap.
Cassie once said, " The size of the living room was the exact same size of the master's bedroom her parents owned back in Rwanda, because her father died, and her mother remarried, they had to sell off the house, but the memories still remained. "
We'd always watch in admiration as she told stories about her Father. Proof to show how close they really were.
And yes ... We knew about her past, her stepfather and her son. She'd smile longingly as she reminisced about her son. Rayan as she always called in her kinyarwandan accent. She always said he was the best experience that ever happened to her before. She'd bring in his photo album from her bed room and watch with kin interest as she told us about the events where each photo was taken.
She'd tear up as she recapped to us how funny and happy her son was, we'd even cuddle and cry with her. She always had a soft spot for him, and would be lost in thought anytime we brought up any matter relating to kids.
It always baffled me how strong and matured she was at 25... She was always composed and spoke with elegance that you wouldn't even hear her accent, People often mistook her for being a black American.
She was more like a mother figure than a sister to us all.
Lowkey, she was my role model.
"GAWD... I need an aspirin." Paloma said as she came down the stairs holding her head.
"Here.." Cassie said handing out a pill from the cabinet.
"Thanks Cassie." She replied popping the pill into her mouth.
"Guys I had the weirdest dream... You were there, and You, and you...." She said as she slumped on the chair pointing at us as we just stared at her.
"In my dream you both told Madison to go on a blind date and she actually did!!." She exclaimed in disbelief.
"Well, yes, we actually did." Havana said.
"And she agreed?."
"Yes she did... She didn't even have a choice in the first place." Havana said and smirked, making me roll my eyes.
We ate and went to lounge in the living room. We watched a K-drama series called " SQUID GAME ".
Before we even knew it, it was 4:30pm. Havana got ready to go for ballet practice and I went upstairs to take a nap only to be woken up by Cassie at 8:00pm for my 'BLIND DATE'.
I tossed on the bed for minutes before getting up to take a shower. I went downstairs for dinner so I could get ready for the date.
I walked back into my bedroom and I could hear paloma chanting behind me.
"Forza Madison, sbrigati. Vogliamo vedere il tuo bellissimo vestito. " She said.
- Come on Madison, hurry up. We want to see your beautiful outfit. -
I chuckled and changed my outfit to a dazzling black open-back dress with a slit in the front, my hair was tied in a messy bun and my makeup was simple but stunning and walked back into the living room in my 5 inches high heels half an hour later.
"Oh, amore mio, sei bellissima, sbalorditiva, incredibile..." Paloma gushed as I walked in.
- Oh, my love, you look beautiful, stunning, amazing. -
" Thanks paloma. "
" You look beautiful Madi. " Cassie said with a smile.
" Thanks dear.. I'll be going now. " I said and walked into my car and before driving off.
After I got to the address Havana gave me I went into the restaurant making all eyes turn to me.
'Now where do I find a man with a navy blue suit' I thought as my eyes wondered and finally landed on a man who had his head bowed in the VIP section.
I took slow steps as I sat on the empty sit in front of him.
"Okay... Please make it quick... I never wanted to be here so let's make it quick...." I said trailing off when he raised his head up looking at me.
Damn...
He was drop dead gorgeous. His dark blue eyes stared at me as if trying to Pierce into my soul.
With his beautiful pink lips he opened his mouth and uttered.
" Who are you.?"
Silly question....
I was pissed but still managed to answer.
"I'm your blind date, apparently. Havana didn't tell u about me?." I asked dryly, trying to hide my annoyance.
I scanned my eyes around the place as I shifted in my sit- Nervously?.
Don't get me wrong though but as a model I've been taught to be elegant and confidence, so Nervously didn't work with me.
But somehow I felt so naked in front of this guy. He's just so...
So...
Gosh....
Deep breaths Madi he's just 1 random guy. You senorita, have to ability to make all heads turn when you walk the runway.
I thought with a smile as I waited for this pervert to quit staring at me.
And just when I wanted to talk.
"Blind date?" He asked again even his voice sent chills down my spine.
"Yes, blind date... So let's get this over with, I know you don't want to be here and likewise too" I said with a small smile and he just stared at me.
"So let's just say our hi's and Hello's and get our asses out of here" I added.
"Who the fuck are you?" He asked me coldly.
"Pardon?"
"Who the fuck are you...How much were you paid... lemme guess, was it DE-BRONTS or DEL- GRANDE!!?" He asked as he began raising his voice.
"Yo.. Tune it down, people are watching..." I whispered as I looked around praying we weren't causing a commotion.
"Oh you've got shame now hun... You're just a lowly slut, who disguises herself as an Instagram model in order to make a living for herself, I'm guessing you're just doing this for content bîtçh... But look at me,I'll never fall for your cheap shit!!" He said and everyone stared at me.
-I knew she was a slut-
-That was harsh-
-He's too arrogant-
I watched as everyone stared at me whispering. They were judging me, but unfortunately I am not one to be bullied.
"Who the Fuck do you think you are you to call me a slut?... I'd never had been here if my friends never told me to... You know what you are, you're a lowlife piece of shit that needs to learn manners for a better purpose in life, You'll forever be worthless that I'll find it quite impossible to underestimate you, You're the main reason God created a middle finger, you know what someday you'll go far. And I really hope you stay there!!" I snapped and picked my bag to leave, I stopped halfway in my tracks.
Fuck...
I just said a whole bunch of insults I could remember...
I'm never watching " MEAN GIRLS " again.
"You know what, the next time you'd cross my path, you'll be dead before you even get to blink" I added as I walked angrily and got into my car leaving people in awe.
Yep...
That's me...
I'm good at making threats...
I got back to my apartment still fuming and spotted through the curtains the lights were still lit, showing that the girls were waiting for me to get back.
I got in waiting to mow them with questions.
As soon as I got in they rushed to me and began bombarding me with questions.
I explained the ordeal to them and watched as they began cursing the guy.
Gosh...
I suddenly feel sorry for him...
"Ugh... I bet he's so ugly." Paloma said and made a gross face.
"I wish he was." I replied with an eye roll.
"What do you mean?." Paloma asked.
"He's hot... Really hot... A little bit too hot." I said with a whisper as I inhaled deeply.
"Oh... Gurl, you're blushing... Spill." Paloma teased pulling me close.
I gave details of his appearance, so vivid that I could almost draw a picture.
"Wait... You said he was Latino ?" Cassiopeia asked.
"Um... Yeah."
"But the guy you were to meet is British ?."
Oh...
Shit...
"What do you mean?..You told me to go out on a date and I did and now you're asking me irrelevant questions?" I asked getting pissed.
"Your date?" She asked as she hurriedly checked her phone and a picture came to view.
"Was he the guy you went on a date with?" She showed me the picture.
"Nope he isn't" I said.
"But this was the guy you were to meet" Cassiopeia said.
"Ay dios mío Madison,who did you sit with??" Paloma asked as I recalled the details with pure embarrassment.
- Oh my God -
To be continued....