Billionaire Kiss

Chapter 2

I sluggishly stumbled into the car, trying to balance on the expensive 5 inch heels. 

"Mom, is this necessary?! I told you that I did not want to go, whatsoever," I whined. 

"He's the same age as you, 16. He would be bored for the next 3 hours if it was only his parents and us, and his business associates. Without you, he would be very bored." She emphasized the word "very." " So, you are coming no matter what," she said in her chirpy mother voice.

"NEXT THREE HOURS?!" I shouted, bolting up from my seat. My seatbelt choked me back and tugged me back to my seat.

"We will be having dinner on a ship, and it's a private ship, so three hours is the minimum," she said with this awfully pleasant voice.

I slumped back in my seat. Three whole hours with Ricky? That sucks. In fact, it brought me back to an old memory in 5th grade, when he would always take my glasses and hide it under my teacher's desk, so that it would look like I was stealing something from her desk. In fact, I did get in trouble because of him. 

Don't get me wrong, he is a good guy now that he's the youngest billionaire in the world, he donates at least a million dollars to charity and all that other good stuff, but that's just for the fans. I sighed, as the car finally pulled up to a sandy beach, and by that sandy beach was an harbor, and in that harbor was only one huge ship.Yep, that's Ricky's private ship. Why am I not suprised?

I slowly walked on my heels, and entered the huge ship. Thank God this was a dinner that wasn't just me and my family. 

I dodged all the guests of the dinner party as the ship set off, trying to get to the highest point of the ship, where no one was. That was going to be my hang out place for this dinner party. I didn't care if I was going to be bored, I just didn't want to see Ricky with his, what like 20th? Girlfriend. 

I leaned against the railing of the ship, looking out to the huge lake. Well, at least the view was good. I tried to focus on other things, like school when all of sudden, I felt a soft tap on my shoulder.

I jumped, and luckily landed on my heels. I turned around, and saw Ricky. 

"Thought you could go by me without even saying hello?" He grinned his billionaire smile.

I rolled my eyes. 

"I don't have time for you, so you might as well go do your business or whatever."

"My business?" He chuckled. 

"You know what I mean," I glared. "Where's your girlfriend? Why don't you hang out with her?" I asked, annoyed.

"Why ask? Jealous?" He smiled devilishly.

"You wish. Tramp." I hissed. Whoa, I just called the world's youngest billionaire a tramp!

"Nice usage of words. What are you gonna do here all day anyways? There's nothing up here."

"Stuff," I murmured.

"Oh come on, you're so stubborn," he laughed.

Annoyed, I ran down to the second floor. Well, I tried to run. Okay, I stumbled. A little. Okay, I fell, and got a huge bruise on my heel. Was that even possible? 

I got up, holding on to the rails of the ship, limping badly.

"You know, I saw you fall," Ricky said catching up to me and walking casually by me.

"Whatever."

"You won't make it to the first floor at this rate."

"Oh you go ahead," I said impatiently.

To my suprise, he scooped me up and put me over his shoulders.