15

A knock sounded on Agnes's apartment door.
Agnes dismissed whatever she was doing and walked to the door. Obviously she had forgotten that Ethan was coming over. "Who is that?" she asked, not peeping through the hole.
"It is Ethan," he said staring at his watch. Immediately Agnes became alerted, she peeped through the hole and saw that it was really Ethan. She saw that he was dressed corporately in a black suit and a tie. Agnes tried to remember the occassion of the day. She did not remember any occasion. It was at that moment, that it dawned on her that Ethan was coming to pick her up.
"Agnes?" Ethan called her, bringing her back from her reverie. "Why are you not opening the door?" He asked on the other side. "Oh sorry," she apologetically spoke out and opened the door immediately. "Hi Ethan," she greeted. "Hi, did I come too early?" he asked, when he noticed she was still in her night wear. "No, not at all. Come inside," she said impatiently. Ethan walked in.
"Have a seat," she said at once. Daniel sat down.
"Why are you are not ready yet?" He asked in a worried tone.
Agnes cleared her throat and pouted, "I forgot that you were coming, I hope you are not pissed?"
"No I am not, it is no problem," he replied, discreetly hiding the ear set he had on.
"Why not go and get ready?" Agnes stood up, "alright, excuse me." She said and rushed out.
As soon as she left, Ethan spoke out. "Clinton are you there?" He asked inquisitively.
"Yes," Clinton answered.
"Ok, make sure do not disconnect this call," Ethan warned.
"Stop panicking, I will not. So is she ready?"
Ethan frowned his face, "no she is not, the girl is so slow. She even forgot that I was coming over," he complained. Clinton heaved, "do not worry she will soon get ready, just behave man. Remember not to give her a reason to suspect that you know her birthday is today and do not let her tell you either I am heading to the great hall of a valenda, see you there."
"Alright but do not still hang up because I might still need your help," Ethan said Keenly.
"I will not budddy."
Minutes passed by, yet Agnes had not come out.
Ethan was becoming impatient, the party was supposed to start at 1 p.m and it was 12:24 p.m. already and it was going to take him more than 30 minutes to reach the great Hall of Valenda. "Clinton?" Ethan's voice squeaked through Clinton's ear piece.
"Hey what's up? Have you guys started coming?"
Ethan scratched his forehead, "no man, that wrench is so unbelievable, she hasn't even come out," he voiced out and still looked around to know if she was close by. "I wonder why she takes so much time in dressing when she can not even impress me," he added.
Clinton smiled, "come on be patient man, did you not tell her, that you wanted her to look beautiful more than ever?"
"I did but I was just kidding in fact.." he seized talking, something interrupted him. "Ethan! Ethan! Bro! are you still there?" Clinton called out. "Come on man say something."
"Hold on, I will get back to you later," he could only whisper, as he stared at the beauty in front of him.
"Wow, you look so beautiful and charming," the words fell out carelessly from his mouth as though he was spell bound.
She smiled at him, "thank you." she was in a white ball gown with no hands, her hair was packed up and the other part of the hair fell loosely. Her eyes as if there was a fire behind it.
"Agnes is this really you? I didn't even recognise you," he stared at her admiringly.
The way she dressed her hair, framed her little pert face and it reached nearly to her shoulder.
"We have got to go," she said as she walked to him. "Remember you do not want us being late or do you?"
Ethan stood up, "you look so gorgeous and sexy" he commented once more.
Agnes blushed at his complement and bit her lips out of shyness. "And as for you my boyfriend, you look so handsome."
He wrapped his hands around her waist and let her out of the house. "All the ladies will be jealous of your beauty," he whispered into her ear. "And that is all thanks to you my boyfriend," she said.
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"Wow this place is so beautiful," Whitney said admiring The great Hall of Valenda.
"Yes. It is the best Hall in the country but anyways you are far more beautiful than it," he acknowledged.
She looked around and saw all the nice decorations, "the party must be grand and the celebrant must be So Lucky," she praised, not knowing it was her on party.
He smiled behind her, "yes the celebrant is really lucky," he mouthed.
Ethan spotted Clinton approaching them with another man.
"Hello Mr Moore, please come let me take you to your seat," the man said.
"Ok, thank you," Ethan said playing the role of a good guy.
He took Agnes's hand into his own hand and led her up to their table. As for Clinton, he followed them.
"Ehm Agnes, I haven't formally introduced you to my best friend, so I guess I should do it now," he said, then he looked at Clinton, then back to his girlfriend.
"Agnes, this is my best friend, Clinton by name, he is very rich, nice and humble, gentle and loving and apart from me, he is the best gentleman in the whole world," Ethan said to her.
"Nice to meet you," she said to him.
Then Ethan turned to Clinton, "I do not think I owe you an explanation and introduction but anyways I will just do it even though I am sure that you already know who she is."
Clinton stared at him in owe, "the only thing I know about her is that she's indeed a beauty queen."
"Yeah," Ethan said, "but just to let you know, she is the only woman who has ever won my heart," he detailed, smiling at him.
"Wow Ethan, you are very lucky, where can I find a woman like her?" he jokingly asked.
"Nowhere, she is the only one," he replied, raising his eyebrows.
Agnes looked at the both of them, "can you both please stop, I'm right here," Whitney said to the both of them.
"Ethan, I think your girlfriend is shy," Clinton suggested.
"Enough man," Ethan warned.
"Alright, lover boy." Clinton said raising his hands up in a surrendering manner.
"Please follow me," a man who had been standing there and listening to their tantrums, dressed in an all black wear finally spoke up, when he got the chance to speak.