SEARCHING FOR THE RIGHT ONE

Amanda! Amanda! wake up, I hear the sound of my best friend Clara calling. I stand up sluggishly to answer cos I know she would keep screaming if I don't and I can't start a new day with Clara's headache. When she screams, I tend to think her voice is replaced with a micro phone.

Clara gets into my room and starts telling me about how her boyfriend bought her gifts for her upcoming birthday and how she couldn't wait cos he always surprises her. I was irritated but I covered it up with a smile. Like this girl is literally living my life I don't wanna be known as the daughter of a billionaire who can't come out without being noticed. I live alone yes but I am always surrounded by guards like they are responsible for my breathing. Oh...Let me brief you on who I am, I am Amanda, a 22 years old girl who just graduated from the University. I work in one of my dad's company but I hardly go though. Clara has been my best friend since Secondary school cos she's my dad's friend daughter. Okay, enough of the introduction

Amanda! Amanda! Clara calls jolting me back to reality, I got lost thinking about being in her shoes. What are you thinking about? Clara asks with bewilderment. I know she finds it shocking that I don't have a love life but well what can I do. She understands me and she knows me and my thoughts.

Amanda, don't tell me you are imagining being with your own boyfriend. Amanda I keep telling you to stop looking at guys pocket before deciding whether or not to date them.

"You can't blame me because I get turned off by broke guys. I know no guy can spend as much money as my dad spends on me but I don't want a dependent boyfriend okay" I say .

If you say so then, let's hit the clubs tonight" Clara says.

" You are forgetting something." I say

"OMG... Your bodyguards! They can as well tag along but we would give them strict warnings to stay far away from us".

" That's true. I own them and they should be able to take orders from me. I wonder why I have to move around with bodyguards "

" I can't blame your dad though. At least he didn't add female bodyguards who would follow you to the bathroom. I can't have you as my daughter and not be extra careful. Just take a look at yourself. " she says and I smile.

"But you can't deny the fact that he is overprotective" I say

" He isn't"

"He is"

We kept arguing for a while till my phone started ringing. I look at the caller then showed it to Clara.

She smiled and accepted defeat.

" Hello dad"

"How is my princess doing today"

Dad, I have told you to stop calling me princess, I am not a 5 years old girl playing dress up

" That's what you believe but you would forever be my princess "

Okay dad" I reply sluggishly

" So, where are you and why did you not pick on the first ring "

"Dad, I am at home and how on earth do you expect me to pick on the first ring, do you expect me to hold my phone at all times", I say with a scoff

How am I supposed to know you are at home, send a picture of you brushing" he says and hang up

Is your dad being realistic here? Clara asks.

Sweetheart, he sure as hell is. I wanna go to the bathroom, call Linda to make us pancakes, I am hungry.

"Make sure you take the picture okay", she screams while laughing

"I won't take any picture, crazy girl" I say.

After bathing and brushing , I searched my closet for the best free cloth to wear.

You are wondering what I look like right. I am about 6 feet tall, black and keep natural hair. My hair alone can make girls trip and my hips make guys crazy but I am searching for the best guy. I shouldn't be saying this but I have the perfect shape and I am extremely beautiful with brains, I attend the best schools and I graduated the very best but the thing is I am very lazy and I am a fashion freak.

I have no idea of what to wear so I would be going to one of my dad's malls. He is making all his money for me though.

Clara, let's go the mall, I don't know what to wear. I say as soon as I step out of my closet.

We just bought clothes yesterday " Clara says

I am not asking you to pay, am I? Let's go

In about 30 minutes Clara and I were already on our way to the mall, when we got down from the car, all eyes were on me. I am used to it though so I wore my sunshades and walked with Clara by my side and my bodyguards trailing behind , she kept talking even when I wasn't listening. This girl should have come as a parrot.

I stop on my tracks when I see a particular guy. He is the man of my dreams to be honest. He is tall , white with hair that covers his eyes and drops below his jaw. He was walking through the clothes section maybe searching for the perfect clothes, he was just scoffing repeatedly. He looked over to my side and winked while I blushed. He then smirked. I was lost staring when Clara tapped me trying to search for what I was looking at. I was about showing her the guy when he scurried off. Well, if he is mine, I would see him soon enough and moreover, I always get what I want.