Him

by spinatale
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          "Kamitaki!" A a slender hand suddenly covers my eyes blocking the phone screen I'm staring at. I sigh, leaning my head back and play along. "Who is it? Joanna?" A cheerful giggle replies that I'm correct. Joanna flips her wavy dark brown hair over her shoulder, giving me a flirty smile. She leans against my red Lamborghini, showing off her clevage. "Hey, Kamitaki, when are you going to take me out? It's been two weeks already." She pouts, "You're always going on dates with those other girls." As if on cue, the two girls I'm waiting for run down the sidewalk in their sexiest dress and wave at me. I wave back, ignoring, Joanna's jealous gaze. "Hey, K, you're so sweet waiting for us to finish our shopping spree," says a brunette whose name I don't even know. I flash her my killer grin, "No problem. I'm happy to wait for you." The other girl, the friend of the brunette, giggles at me, "Gosh, you say the cheesiest things Ka-kami--um K!" I stick my keys in the ignition and pull on my sunglasses. "Maybe next time Joanna." The other two girls get in my car, giving Joanna a fierce one over, before promptly ignoring her. A sorta of realization dawn's on Joanna's face. She steps away from my car, hurt gleaming in her hazel eyes. "Are...are you dumping me?" she gasps. Once upon a time when I was still an amature, that look would have worked it's magic,but... not anymore. I pull the shift to drive, "You said it first" with a wink and drive off. I distantly hear her cuss at me, but by then I'm too far away to comprehend what she said.

 

         DINGDONG! DINGDONG! I roll over in my bed trying to ignore the bell. DINGDONG DINGDONG! Oh my God, so annoying! I sit up in bed and struggle to escape the tangle of white blankets. Rubbing my eyes I stumble over to my dresser and glance in the mirror. My sapphire blue eyes stare back at me through a curtain of long blonde lashes. I've been told by some that my eyes have hints of violet and sometimes a splash of gold. I check my eyes again for any eye gunk, then smooth down my dishiveled gold platnium hair. Even in the mornings I still look stunning, almost as if I've stepped out of an anime or manga. My lips a light rose pinkish red, pop out against the porcelain pallor of my skin. DINGDONG DINGDONG! I step away from the dresser. My looks unfortunately are also a part of my demise. Rushing down the second floor spiral staircase I open the front door to greet--- my suitors. A crowd of girls of all ethnicity wait at my front doorstep with smiles on their faces. As soon as they see me they all begin screaming. "Kamitaki! Kamitaki!" Allen, my Butler is trying his best to keep the girls from swarming my mansion. "Wonderful! You're awake!" he exclaims with a Irish accent, "Do something about them!" I close the front door behind me and put on my most dazzling smile. "Who wants a selfie with me?"

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