Learn The Game

ALFRED

Thanks too my amazing sweet car we arrived in no time, but for some reason clay was giving a sick face. As in he really was about to be sick.

"Clay don't puke on my car, alright. Oh and don't puke on me ether." I winked, and he just shook his head.

"Alfred you really need to retake your driver's test." He was leaning against a tree, and his hand was against his stomach. And if he was in a cartoon his face would be as green as a leaf from the tree he's leaning against. 

I huffed in air, and put my hands where my heart is. "How dare you say that I'm a bad driver!" I then huffed out air, and smiled showing my white teeth at him. "Come on Clay, were going to be late for the meeting." I spoke in an high-pitched voice mimicking what he said earlier.  Clay rolled his eyes smiling. 

We were soon on the fifty fourth floor, and the room was all the way down towards the end of the hall.  Luckily before we got to the room, clay was looking much better. How could he say that I was a bad driver, he is so rude. Although I know he was joking, next time I'll do worse just to pick on him.  Even if I do it worse I hope he doesn't throw up in my car, because if he does I may have to fire him.

"Hello lady's and gentlemen." When I walked into the room I smiled with my charm. 

"Your five minutes late!" I looked over and there was Ms. Ross, giving an agitated look.

I continued to smile. "At least it wasn't and hour late. So take this as a good day." I winked at her, and she finally backed off. See my looks are very controlling. 

"Come and sit we have work to be discussed." I sat right next to Mr. Jin, he sure is one of a kind. 

Around the rest of the table was Mr. Hik, Mr. Plik, and Ms. Allys. They all looked serious, which is normal. But the thing is if they keep frowning there face's are going to stay like that for the rest of their lives. Also if they did smile they would be more popular than, but I guess they don't want to be in the spotlight.

"Listen Mr. Valentin you are eighteen and your now a young adult. So you have to be more serious, about well everything." Mr.Hik said, his wrinkles really brought his face down.

"I completely understand but as the joker said 'Why so serious?'" I smiled and leaned back in my seat.

"Alfred... I mean Mr. Valentin about your schedule, you are no longer heading towards Asia first. Instead you are working around Europe." Ms. Allys spoke softly, she really is a kind person. And well very clumsy, sometimes her tongue trips over her own words. 

I took a deep dramatic breath in, I was acting so surprise about the small change. "What!? But why?!"  I still held the fake face on. 

"I'm sorry Mr. Valentin but-" Ms. Allys seemed so sorry, and she really fell for my little act.

"-Mr. Valentin no time for jokes." Mr. Plik said seriously. No one ever want's to have fun around here.

I smiled innocently. "What I was just expressing my emotion, you can't put anything against that." 

"But now you know what has changed, so your fist county your going to is Venice." Ms. Ross spoke with anger. What is with her being so angry all the time? Or maybe she just gave that face all the time that it got stuck like that. 

"Yell I guess I'm all set then. Have a good day lady's and gentlemen." I gave a smile, and a wink at the lady's. As I walked down the hall, I heard them call for Clay. 

"Mr. Clayton, you better keep a good eye on him, this is serious business. Do you understand son?" Mr. Hik spoke strictly. 

"Yes sir, I'll do my best." I could only imagine that Mr. Hik shook his head after Clay answered. And I bet that He gave a strong pat on the back, I bet five hundred bucks that he did. 

I waited in the elevator for Clay to keep up. I jogged down the hall, into the elevator right next to me. He was breathing pretty heavy, that jog wasn't that bad.

"Alfred don't do anything stupid." He looked at me, waiting for an answer.

I continued to look straight up, pressed the first floor button. And pulled up a devilish grin. "I'll try my best..." Clay breathed out thinking that I would behave, but I wasn't finished. Right when the elevator was on the first floor I walked out and said. "...to do my worst." I stuffed my hands into my pockets. And I bet his jaw was wide open, feeling as if he saw his death before him.

We both jumped into my car, and I had a feeling that he was going to carry on the subject. Which by now I'm sick of talking about being good. "Did Mr.Hik pat you strongly on the back?" I raised my  left eyebrow looking at him.

And he looked at me confused. "Yea, why?" His eye's grew wider waiting for an answer.

"Because I bet five hundred bucks if he did." I smiled taking off on the road.

"That's a hand full of money." Clay huffed, I could tell from the side of my eye, that Clay was clutching the black seat. As if it was the end of his life.

"That much money is like one dollar to me. So chill, you really need to relax. Like loosen up, and be careful with the leather." He let go of the seat, but I could still tell that he was tense. His shoulders were smudged close towards his neck, and his caves were flexed. He really is afraid of my driving. But he would get used to it, I'm sure of it.

We arrived back at my penthouse, so far I'm surprised that the paparazzi hasn't found me yet. It's as if they haven't even tried to find me. When we came back in the small house I live in, towards the bed was a mess. My t-shirt from yesterday was on the floor, and the blanket was at the end of the bed. The sheets were all over the bed. Pillows were on the floor, and there were two or three beer bottles. At least those were the one's I saw at the moment, because there were probably some more hiding some where.

"First let's pick this mess up, then you can get you packed." He walked over towards my king size bed just to pick up the beer bottles. But I stood there looking at him as if he was joking. He turned to face me. "What?"

"Clay were not leaving until later this week." He shook his head no. 

"No Alfred, were leaving on Tuesday. They told me that before I left to catch back up with you."  He went over to the kitchen and I followed. He set each of the empty beer bottles on the glass counter.

"Your joking right?" I looked at him straight faced.

"Sorry man, it's just that you not mature en-." 

I laughed with smiles all over my face. "Were leaving early, yes!" I placed my hands on his shoulders, and shook him to the point that it looked like his head was about to spin off.

He looked at me confused. "Why are you so happy were leaving early?" I smiled at him, he really is a grasshopper. He has so much to learn.

"Parties, and hot chicks. Man I have to be the teacher." I laughed. 

But he had a hard look on his face. I really don't understand this guy sometimes. "No, you can't do that. You have to stay focused on your work." 

I rolled my eyes. "Come on where's your sense of adventure?" I gave a devilish smile at him.