3 Party

"Olivia?" Grace called as she pushed open the door, "may I come in?" She asked, looking at the young lady lying on the bed with all her attention on the book she was holding six inches away from her face, "I'm still waiting for your permission" she said still standing beside the door.

The girl groaned and without looking up from her book, she asked lazily "since when did you start being formal aunt Grace?"

"Well, I should respect your privacy" Grace said, closing up their distance "it's what that is expected from me since I don't know if I'm living with my niece or my late nephew" she sat down at the edge of the bed.

Olivia rolled her eyes "and why will it be so aunt?" She asked, her eyes still engrossed on her book.

"Considering the fact that I don't know if I will be meeting the female you or the male you" she touched her toes and that got Olivia looking at her. Grace smiled to her "you have been indoors since the day you arrived here, how about you go out with me tonight?"

"Not interested" she returned her eyes to her book.

"Why not? You do nothing but sit around all day, reading books. Then you go shopping but not to buy something for yourself but for your late brother."

"He is not late. He lives in me" Olivia looked at her aunt "I am him" she said in her brother's voice.

"But if you are him, then who is you? Who is my sweet, darling Olivia? Baby, I understand you miss your brother too much, trust me, I do too. But you and I know Oliver wouldn't want you doing this to yourself, he will want you to live your life to the fullest. Have fun, be happy, meet someone special, get married, have children and if you are lucky enough, twins that will be just like the both of you. He has always wanted you to be happy and he makes sure that you laugh more than you cry. What you are doing now isn't the life he want for you."

"Yea, but he is not here to make me live it. He is not here to make me laugh or do any of those things you just mentioned. We use to talk about how we are going to measure each others spouses and how we are going to reject the one we don't want. I don't see myself falling in love aunt, because everyday I remember how he use to talk about choosing a perfect boyfriend for me, I can't help but wish he can come and do just that."

"Honey, it's not the end of the world. It been three months already, I know it's not that long but you need to start working on your life. I talked with your mom today, she said that your old office manager is still asking about you. They are still interested in you working for them, don't you think you should go back now and make something out of yourself?"

"I'm never going back there, to that house. You said I can stay as long as I want here or are you changing your mind now?"

"Of course not. Baby, you are welcome to stay as long as you want. I just don't like the way you are always at home doing nothing. Okay, I have another suggestion, you can come work in my company. You can choose any post you want" she smiled.

"I will think about it" she brought her book back to her face.

Grace sighed "come with me to a party tonight. You can take some evening air and clear your mind a bit, have fun, drink, meet new friends. Honey, you have been in Australia for the past three months now but you don't know anywhere, neither do you have any friends. Now, where is a better way to get started than a party, hmm?"

Olivia sat up from her bed "I'm not interested aunt."

Grace rolled her eyes, "then what are you interested in? To dress up like a boy and stand in from of a mirror all day practicing your brother's voice and the way he walks?"

"Which I'm perfect in already" Olivia smiled causing Grace to roll her eyes once more.

"Yea, if you are so into being your brother, why didn't you cut your hair, why use wig?"

Olivia grabbed a lock of her hair in her palm and smiled "because he loves my hair and there is no day he sees me that he doesn't praise me for the length. I did thought about cutting it but I can't because of his love for it. So I decided to get a wig."

"Come with me to this party Olive, a lot of people will be there, and I will feel more comfortable if you come with me than lock yourself in here. Now, what is this your brother would have said if he was here?"

Olivia chuckled "come on baby sis, you need to live a little" she said in a perfect imitation of his voice.

"Exactly. Now, have you been living a little? He is not happy with you, you know."

Olivia smiled at a distant memory before looking at her aunt, "fine, you win. I'm going."

Grace clapped her hand excitedly, "now, that's my girl" she pinched her chin and stood up, "come to me if you don't have anything nice to wear. We are the same size after all" she made her way to the door.

"Whose party is that anyway?" Olivia's voice rang out.

"Oh, have you heard of the MavinTech?"

"Duh, who hasn't had about the biggest Technology company in Australia?" She rolled her eyes.

Grace chuckled, "well, since it's like that, then you should know Kane, the heir to the throne."

"I have read about him once in the papers. What about him?"

"He turned twenty eight today, so, his mom is throwing him a party as always. Which he often don't even attend. All their partners are invited as well as friends and our family is both. Some people are hoping he will show up today, after all, he didn't show up last year to his own party. Can you believe that?"

"Judging from what I read about him, yea, I believe that."

Grace smiled, "we will leave by seven thirty. One shouldn't be late at such party" she left the room.

Olivia collapsed on her bed as her mind contemplated on what to wear.

***

Grace looked up at the sound of approaching footsteps, she gasped when she saw the young man walking up to her with a dazzling smile, she face palmed while shaking her head slowly, "today of all day Olivia?"

"Actually, it's Oliver aunt" she said in her brother's voice before bowing like a perfect gentleman, "shall we? I can't wait to take you to the dancefloor."

"There is no way I'm dancing with you Olivia" Grace said as she looped her hand in her extended arm, smiling.

"Then what picture will you be painting to the guests, since you can't even dance with your own nephew?" Olivia smiled before walking to the car with her aunt's arm in hers. Even though she was dressed in a tuxedo, and wearing no heels, she was still a head taller than her aunt and that made her love her height the more. She noticed she grew an extra foot during her stay here and nothing made her happier, perhaps, she will still end up taller than her brother, who knows?