The Orange or Red drink?
“Well, her father is a very renowned diver.” He explained. “So it’s obvious that she has chances like that waiting at her feet. And that’s one reason why I wanted you to come at this party…to meet people. To live up to your own expectations. You have to try, Shelly!” His voice sounded gentle and mature. No arrogance, blond! –She thought. His long eye lashes shadowed his eyes, in the dark. His hair fell on his forehead, and his lips seemed dark pinkish. His beauty mole appeared darker. Wow…he was much more than just easy on the eye! Shelly noticed.
“I guess that I’m just scared!” She whispered. “I don’t know if I will be able to carry my expectations, among group of high societies.” She confessed.