"What the heck happened to you guys?" Jaimee ask bewildered after she just opened the front door of the house for us.

"We fell on the fountain in the park." Liam and, I said simultaneously. We look at each other and peek a smirk then, look back at Jaimee.

"What was that little smirk you guys did to each other? ..Are you guys friends now or, what?" Jaimee ask confused.

"Not really..more like an aquainatance." I tell her.

She smiles. "See, my plan worked. You guys are in the beginning phase in a relationship." she says sipping on her tea and, I could see her cheeks rise up.

"Relationship?" I ask in horror.

Jaimee laughs. "As in friendship." She clarifies.

"Oh." I said in relief. Although, he may be handsome he has the personality of a brick wall.

"Rubber ducky, I can't be that bad." he snickers at the new nickname he gave me knowing that I have a deep hatred for it.

"Don't call me that and yes, you are that bad as- foolish boy." I said. I didn't want to say his nickname in front of his mother because, she could possibly view me in a different way and, also who would want their own child to be called that by someone else?

"It's alright Malia. You can call him Asshole, because, who wouldn't call my son that, when he has a hard headed personality." Jaimee says with a smile.

Liam gapes and, stared at his mother as if she grew two heads. "Really mom? You would really allow someone to call me that? It's highly offensive."

Jaimee and I glance at eachother then, start bursting in laughter at  what he just said. We laughed like we heard the most funniest thing ever.

He glared at both Jaimee and I with his cold blue eyes.

We ignored the deadly stare.

"Ok, you guys can quit laughing now." he says irritated crossing his arms impatiently and, tapping on the wooden floor with his converse shoes.

Five minutes Later..

"Ok, I want you guys to go take a shower and, we're going to go dress shopping for the ball." Jaimee says wiping the tears that's dripping down her eyes.

Liam groans and, lays on the couch.

"Ugh, I hate that shit." he hisses.

"Language, Liam." Jaimee warns him.

"What do you mean, we're going dress shopping'?  I ask.

She turns to me and, smiles.
"Every year we travel to L.A and, go to a charity ball. It's called Lacome Ballroom and, it's hosted twice every year. One is in the Summer which, is in a few days and, one around the Christmas season." she says cheerfully.

"How did you get invited?" I ask curious and, excited that I could be able to go to California in just a few days. It's one of the places I want to visit one day.

"Well, my husband Anthony is a lawyer and, just happens to be the lawyer for the owner of the Ballroom. A few years ago the owner was accused of something he didn't do and was about to be sentence to life in prison but, my husband found evidence and clues to prove he wasn't guilty. Since, he helped prove him innocent, he wanted to thank him by allowing him  and his family/ close friends to be invited every year."

I gave her an Awe expression.
"That's cool."

"No it's not." Liam says.

"Shut it, Liam. Anyways, we're going dress shopping." She sniffs the odor then, immediatly close her nose. "Right after you both take a nice, long shower." she says before running off to the kitchen.

I roll my eyes. How dramatic.

"Wait, isn't there only one shower?" I ask confused.
"Yeah.." Liam answers. We both stared at eachother blankly then, started running up the stairs pushing eachother in order to make it to the bathroom first.

5 minutes later=

Well, Liam ended up taking the shower and i'm pretty angry.

"When are you going to be done?" I ask pounding on the bathroom door.

I hear a soft chuckle. "In an hour."

"You better be lying or, i'm going to kick you where the sun don't shine and, then you won't feel that area."

"Damn' you're that violent? I didn't know you were the kind to kick my balls blue."

What kind? "What kind?"

I hear the shower being turned on and, then there's complete voice silence. I pound louder hoping for a reply but, I just hear a bottle being opened and the liquid from the shower.

"You better answer." I warn.

"Liam, won't be available until an hour." I hear him say in a monotone voice.

"If your don't bring your little a-"

"Dang, who are you talking to?" I hear a voice say behind me. I look behind to see James standing there looking mighty fine. He has a smirk plastered on his face as, he leans on the staircase.

"Well, your friend is telling me that he's going to take an hour taking a shower." I said disappointed.

He laughs.
"Oh, Liam? He's lying. His showers range from ten to fifteen minutes. That's how long he takes when he hangs out in my place." he says.

"Oh, good." I said relieved.

He looks me up and down then, looked shocked by my appearance. "Why do you look like someone sprayed you with a water hose?' he then close his nose as, if he smelled something foul. "And, why do you smell like the boy's locker room."

" Ask him later." I said pointing to the bathroom door. I'm too embarrased to tell him how it happened.

"Ok." he answers simply. "Soo, I'm sure you heard about the ballroom thing in L.A." He says changing the topic.

"Yep. Are you going?" I asked curious. Jaimee DID mention that close friends are invited. He must be close friends with Asshole.

"Yes.You?" he questions.

I nod my head. "And, in the dance you usually bring someone, sort of like a date." he says nervously fidgeting with his fingers.

Why does he look and, sound so frightened as if he has to swim in a sea of sharks.

"Oh."

"I'm wondering if you're going with anyone to the dance." his cheeks starts to have a pink tint.

"No I don't." I wonder why he's blushing and, sound so nervous.

"Since, I don't have anyone to go with and, you don't have anyone to go with..would you like to go to the dance with me?"

My heart is bursting right now, and my soul must be dancing right now. I can't believe someone as gorgeous as him would ask someone me. Even though, I attempted to keep a straight face my face didn't agree. I smiled widely.

"Yes, I would love to go to the dance with you."

He smiles widely and, looks relieved.

"That's great."

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* All skin tones are beautiful and i'm sorry if Liam's words offend you. Your skin is beautiful as diamonds. 😃 Hope you liked it and if you did:
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Aww, isn't that so cute? I'm curious..What outfit do you guys have in mind that Malia should wear? Hairstyles she should have? Any encounter or, events that should happen while preparing for the trip to L.A.?

Don't you guys wish that Liam asked Malia to the dance instead? Oh, well James sound like a gorgeous and sweet guy. 😇

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