Chapter 1
The plane had just taken off. Everything looked so small, so far away from her first-class window seat. Buffy couldn’t help but feel a little nostalgic about was she was leaving behind- her entire world, school, friends, little sis, and her mom, and it was all his fault. Her stupid stepfather. She really hated him- her life was such a mess, and he was the only one to blame.
She was so involved in her thoughts that she didn’t realize that she was being observed. A very hot guy sitting right next to her was totally checking her out, studying every single one of her moves. He couldn’t keep his eyes away from that little blond seating there, looking sexy and yet innocent in a pink miniskirt and a black one-shoulder top with something written on it. Her nice pair of golden legs were exposed. They looked so soft- he had to keep himself from touching them.
“A penny for your thoughts,” he finally said to her.
“Hmm,” she said indifferently, turning around but without removing her pink sunglasses. As she turned around, she saw this very hot creature sitting right next to her. He had amazing brown eyes as well as brown hair.
“Please take off your glasses and help me out,” he said in a very suggestive way.
“I don’t mean to be rude, but what are you talking about?” Buffy finally said, trying to play cool and indifferent. Yet, she took her glasses off, giving him a cold look.
“I knew it, I was right,” the handsome guy said with a sexy look and a really nice smile.
“Again, what are you talking about?” she said, trying to keep up with her femme fatale act.
“I had a bet with myself that under those pink sunglasses were hidden the two most amazing eyes, and I won.”
“Are you even listening to yourself? A bet with yourself? How lame is that? Does that cheesy line ever work? I mean, is this the part where I throw myself into your arms?” Buffy asked him.
“Wow, a girl with attitude. That’s even better, and yes, no, I hope so, and I wouldn’t mind,” Parker said, laughing.
She couldn’t help but smile back at him, but then she remembered- keep it cool, Buffy. After all, it was all about the attitude, right? How many times had her best friend Faith told her that? They were a total hit every time they would come together to the Bronze. The two of them would drive every guy crazy with their careless attitudes. Why would this be any different? He was just a guy, and after all, they were all the same- fucking bastards that were only interested in one thing, sex.
“So, those sexy eyes come with a sexy name?” Parker asked with a killer smile.
“Buffy,” she said.
“Ha ha ha, very funny. Ok then, I’m Chucky,” Parker said, laughing, but suddenly, he realized she wasn’t laughing. Damn, it wasn’t a joke- it was her real name. “Sorry, I mean, that’s a very cute name, really. It's just that...”
“Just stop it, ok? I happen to like my name. It’s very unique, like me,” Buffy replied with pride. "So, what’s yours, 'Chucky'?”
“Hmm, Parker.”
“Oh my god! And, to think, you gave me a hard time with my name.”
“Touché.”
“So, Buffy, you live in New York?”
“What? Oh, no, I’m just there to make my connection. I’m going to Geneva.” There was some bitterness in her voice.
“Wow, Geneva? As in…?”
“Duh, Switzerland. You are so smart.”
“And what are you doing in Switzerland?”
“Live, I guess.”
“Wow, you fooled me. You are a Swiss chick, and here I took you for an American girl.”
“Duh? Of course, I’m American. As American as apple pie. I only said I was going to live there- I never said I was from there.”
“So, Miss Buffy…”
“Summers, Buffy Anne Summers.”
“What does a beautiful American girl like you have to do with living in Switzerland?”
“Long story.”
“I have time.”
“I was sent to attend a stupid boarding school.”
“Boarding school, huh? Wow, you totally fooled me again. Here I am, having all these naughty thoughts about you, and you are just a girl. I could go to jail for that, you know?”
“I’m not a girl.”
“Well, you certainly don’t look like one.”
“Duh!”
“Anyway, so why are you being sent to boarding school on the other side of the world?”
“Well, my mom just couldn’t deal with me anymore. She remarried this stupid jerk, and suddenly, I didn’t fit anymore in the picture. So he convinced her that I had to go.”
“That simple?”
“Well, of course not. Nothing ever is that simple. The fact that I was kicked out of school…” She hesitated for a second if she should keep going, but what the heck- it's not like she cared anymore or like she’ll see him again after this. “…I was caught having sex in the principal's office.”
“Just that?”
“Did I mention that the guy I was fucking was the football coach and that I was wasted?”
“Well well well, so you are a little wild creature. But still, I don’t get the whole Switzerland part. I mean, it really doesn’t sound like much of a punishment.”
“Well, if it had been for fucking Ted, my stepfather, I would have ended in a military school or worse. He even tried to convince my mom to get me committed to a mental hospital. But my mom talked to my dad, and I guess he kind of felt guilty for not being around much, so he pulled some strings and got me out of it…”
“Some strings, huh? Your dad sounds like a powerful guy.”
“Well… sorta. He's diplomatic. He works at the WTO.”
“WTO?”
“World Trade Organization, which is Geneva.”
“So, he is bringing you there with him?”
“Not exactly. He is remarried also, and his little wife doesn’t want to deal with me, so he is sending me to this very fancy jail.”
“I must admit it's quite a story.”
In that moment, the flight attendant came to offer them something to drink.
“Sir, may I offer you something from the bar?”
“Sure, bring me a glass of champagne, and another one for the lady.”
“Thanks, but I can order my own stuff.”
“Come on, don’t tell me the daughter of a diplomat flying first class doesn’t like champagne? Sorry, I keep forgetting you are just a girl. A Coke would do it, right?”
“Hey! I’m not a girl. Champagne is good.”
“I knew you were a champagne girl. I mean woman. From the very moment I saw you, all sophisticated.”
“Here you go, sir.”
“Thanks, Kim.”
“Miss.”
She knew she shouldn’t be drinking, not obviously because she was underage, but also because of the fact that she was the daughter of an alcoholic, which made it worse. She just couldn’t handle alcohol, but how could she say no to Parker? She would look like a stupid teenager.
“Thank you.”
“So, I guess a toast is in order, don’t you think?”
“I guess.”
“So, cheers to destiny.”
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