Fake Fiancée - Season 1 - Episode 10

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Fake Fiancée - Season 1 - Episode 10

I shuddered at the thought of shopping
and designer clothes. “I’m sure everyone
will love jeans and tees and Converse.”

“But you can’t keep wearing that all the
time,” Steve said pursing his lips.

“Alright, I’ll go. And wait … who’s April?”
Henry looked me in the eye and
answered, “My sister.”

* * *

So today I’m going shopping down
Rodeo Drive for a dress to wear to the
restaurant where Henry will be
‘proposing’ to me.

I was sitting on the sofa watching re-
runs of Friends in an off-the-shoulder
gauzy white top, dark skinny jeans and
gold sandals. I had chosen something a
bit nicer than I’d usually wear to please
Steve. As I sat there worried about
shopping (I had never been the
shopping type), the doorbell rang. I
switched off the TV and quickly got up.
When I opened the door, I was
surprised.

I had expected a tall dark haired beauty
like Henry, since they were siblings.
Instead, I faced an ordinary looking girl
about my age. She was pretty though,
but not as ‘bam’ as Henry. But that
wasn’t a bad thing. She had wavy red
hair and was about my height with
dimples in her rosy cheeks.

She was the complete opposite of Henry
which actually made me feel better.
“Hi, I’m April! You’re Henry’s girlfriend,
Lainie, right?”

I smiled weakly and nodded. April was
bubbly and optimistic, so different from
the smirking indifferent Henry. She
wouldn’t stop beaming at me. “My whole
family are so excited to meet you!
Henry’s never had a steady relationship.”
“Oh, I can tell,” I replied, smirking. Who
would want to be with a jerk like him
anyway?

April laughed and told me we better get
going. I nodded and followed her out
onto the driveway to her silver Porsche.
“Is it me or does everyone here have
fast cars?” I asked out of the blue.
April grinned. “Welcome to LA.”
Once we arrived at Rodeo Drive, we
went into nearly all the shops. April
bought me heaps of new clothes,
especially ones which were just too
pretty for me to wear. I had new
dresses, skirts, jackets, cute tops and
heels. Oh my goodness. Even four inch
ones. How could I even walk in that?!
We also found a strapless cream
champagne cream dress with a
sweetheart neckline for the proposal
occasion. April didn’t know Henry was
proposing to me and she didn’t
question me when I said I needed to
find a dress. Actually, she ended up
buying me heaps of dresses. The dress
also had beautiful gold detailing and
actually looked ok on me. April had got
frustrated because she spent twenty
minutes trying to convince me I looked
better than ‘ok.’ It was quite funny,
actually. She kept stomping her feet.

After all that shopping, it was around
four and I was starving. We headed to a
nearby café and I felt like a kid, ordering
cheesecake and chocolate milkshake,
while April ordered a ‘Caramel Latte
Macchiato’ and a muffin. We talked while
we waited for our food. I liked that April
was pretty easy to talk to.

“Can I ask you something?” April looked
at me a bit timidly so I nodded. “What do
you want to do in life?”

I smiled, as April looked earnestly at me.
“I want to be an architect.”
April’s brown eyes widened. “An
architect? Wow!”

I nodded. “I’ve always loved looking at
historical buildings and stuff, and I love
designing, so yeah.”

“Hi five, sister! I love designing too!”
I was glad at least we had one thing in
common. After all the shopping, I was
starting to think that we would be
friends who were complete opposites.
“What do you want to do then?”
April bit her lip and looked down, but
her eyes sparkled still. “I want to be a
fashion designer.”

“That’s cool, April!” I reassured, having
no idea why she looked so down. Did
she think she was no good at it? “You
have a great sense of fashion, seriously.”
“Thanks,” April said blushing. “I want to
open my own boutiques called Rozette.
I’ve made designs of heaps of different
types of clothing and I’m studying
fashion designing and business at
UCLA.”

I nodded to myself. It was good that
April had a dream and a plan already.
“Can I ask you something though?”
“Sure!” April chirped.

I took a breath and looked her in the
eye, as I sensed my question was pretty
much an invasion of privacy. “Why do
you look so … unsure about it?”

April jutted her lips out as she thought
about something. “My father … he
doesn’t think I’ll be successful. We had a
huge argument when I told him my
dream. I hardly visit my parents. If I do,
it’s my mother or on occasions like
Thanksgiving and Christmas.”
Wow.
I felt really bad for April. I mean, my
mother just didn’t care about what I
wanted to do, but April’s father didn’t
believe in his daughter. I found myself
asking a question I couldn’t help asking.
“What about Henry?”

April sighed. “Father and Henry don’t get
along. Henry’s reputation as a bad boy
ruined our family reputation. And it was
my father’s dearest wish for Henry to
take over the company he owns. They
used to fight a lot but now they just
ignore each other. But Henry and I visit
our parents for our mother. She loves us
so much and I feel sad leaving her with
our father, when he doesn’t really give a
d--n about anything.”

Knowing this I felt bad for Mrs Parker,
April and Henry, which is weird.
Well, I mean the pitying Henry part was
weird.