Falling in love with Ms. Bennet

Chapter 11

Gorgy was humming a salsa song as he fixed his black shirt with purple glitter and smooth his reflective shiny head in front of the mirror.

"You just got here yesterday. You're going to leave me again?" Amanda groaned, slouching in her chair as she watched Gorgy.

"It's Salsa with Peter!" Gorgy exclaimed, dancing in front of her and finished with a dramatic raised of his arms in the air. Amanda shook her head. "What did I ever tell you about slouching? Sit straight!" He told her and she eventually sat straight quickly.

"Gosh, you sound like my mother." Amanda grumbled as she looked away.

"Well, your mother is right. Anyway, have to go. Adios!" Gorgy left along with his hummings. Amanda was alone in her room, wondering what to do for the night. She looked at her laptop on top of her bed. I don't have any progress to work with yet. What else to do?

Amanda relaxed herself n her tub. The water was warm and it felt good on her skin. She began to close her eyes just when her phone rang. She reached for her phone which was on a glass shelf with the other body products. She looked to see who was calling and her face frowned upon seeing the name.

"Mom."

"Why didn't you tell me you're in Long Island? I want to talk about something with you." Said Caroline, her mother, on the other line.

"What is it?"Amanda sighed, closing her eyes as she laid her head on the edge of the tub.

"I heard from Gorgy that you have a boy in your room."

Amanda groaned. Gorgy. Those two are always telling each other stuff about me again! "Mom. Please. It's not much of a big deal."

"What? Of course, it's a big deal! You're 25 and this is the first time that you have a guy in your room! In fact, this is the 1st time you have a man in your life that you are romantically involved with."

Amanda placed her fingers on her forehead, tired. She knew Caroline would annoy her with these type of conversation. Simply, because she has nothing to share to her mother.

Ever since her mother remarried to a businessman named Phil Carter a year ago, all Caroline would ever talk about was finding a partner for Amanda. Sometimes when her mother would invite for some lunch outside, knowing already what's going to happen, she would often reject it with her most famous excuse: "author duties".

"So, who's the guy?" Her mother began to interrogate her. Is he handsome? Is he successful? Rich? Blonde? Hazel-eyes? Charming?"

"Mom, I'm busy. I don't have time for this." Amanda answered, exhaled with a slight irritation in her voice that she should have hidden.

Completely ignoring her, "Is he?"

"You can ask Gorgy if you two are so close enough to talk to each other behind my back."

"Amanda, this is the 1st time that we're going to have a conversation about boys. This is a girl-to-girl talk! I didn't even ask Gorgy questions about the man because I want to hear everything from you. C'mon! So, is he cute?'

Amanda went silent and her thought of the man she disliked. Henry is handsome-it has always been a given. He has that face and body that every woman always desired. He has that black shiny hair and cool gray eyes. A strong leaned face. He was tall-long legs and slender, Amanda observed. He has a manner of giving off teasing and charming smiles and could hypnotize one when he flashes it with them, if one is not careful. He is a devil in the most beautiful form.

"Actually, he is handsome."

Her mother screamed excitedly on the other line. Amanda pulled the phone away from her ears. "What else?"

Amanda thought again. The way he carried himself is very dignified and manly. He's a professional when it comes to work and he does it well. And for Amanda, she finds that very attractive. Although...

"He's an asshole to me."

"Oh, stop that attitude of yours. I know you're thinking of him right now and you're trying to see the bad points. But, be honest to me this time. I know he has one."

Amanda heavily sighed. "I...barely know the guy, mom. He's handsome and all but his attitude irritates me and plus, he fools around with women a lot and he even said to me that he'll make me fall in love with him. I mean, who does he think he is? He's acting all high and mighty. It's like he already owns the world just because he's famous and his dad is rich and he can have all the pleasures in the universe and-." Amanda stopped when she heard her mother chuckled.

"You know, dear. You're like a little girl. This should have happened 10 years ago back when you were still in your teens. But, this is cute. It's actually quite refreshing."

"Mom. Please." Amanda pleaded.

"Amanda." Caroline said in a firm voice. Amanda groaned at this. "Did he ask you out?"

She could feel she was grinning like a Cheshire cat on the other line. She doesn't even have to see it in order to know. "No. He didn't. Don't even expect, Mom. I can't even believe you asked that. Besides, I'm not and NEVER his type."

"Of course you wouldn't be his type. Look at yourself. The way you dress, the way you walk, the way you carry yourself is unattractive at all."

"Well then there you go. There is nothing to discuss about."

"You can't let go such a gorgeous fish in the ocean, dear. Grab every chance. Grab this fish!"

"Do you even know why I despise this man? He's a despicable man A bad type of fish."

Caroline sighed. "You know what, Amanda, I wonder if you're really a normal 25 year-old woman."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you then." Amanda then pushed the red button. Why can't she get that I'll never be like my sister? Why pressure me in these kind of things? Amanda's phone rang again and she quickly answered it,

"Look, I don't appreciate you not calling me normal because I'm not Emma. I know you keep saying that I should be like her. Screw that. I'm not like my sister who's perfect, beautiful and have a wonderful husband now. I'm not. Seriously, I'm tired of talking with you about my personal love life because I don't have anything to share with you. So, please just stop annoying me about Henry because even if I would fall for him we won't end up like what you want us to be. It's too impossible."

Amanda heard not a sound on the other line. "Mom?"

"This is something." Said the person on the other line. Amanda could hear a sound of amusement in its voice.

Wait. This isn't Mom.

"You're a one troubled woman after all." Amanda could hear he was softly chuckling on the other line.

It's Henry.