Seated in the car, following the official convoy of  my father on the ride to Royal Maple hall, I could not help but question what I had potentially signed up for. My happy old man seated beside me couldn’t contain his excitement either, seeing that he had succeeded in making me wear a God forsaken suit, dragging me along for what i was sure was going to be a long night of insane bragging rights and by that i meant boasting to his friends about his trust and high hopes concerning my future excellence in business school as well as my inevitable assumption of  office of the CEO and executive director when he steps down. Little did he know that I was actually on the verge of rebelling once more if only I had not received the slutty text that changed my rebelling decisions. 

Samantha, the youngest and most beautiful daughter of the State Commissioner of Health had promised a promiscuous and risky ‘private event’ at this same event while the adults were chatting themselves away with strong wine. 

She is really something i must say. I was drawn to her boldness on the first night we were introduced, my memories still vivid of that night—the night of Shirley's 18th costume themed birthday party. She had walked in wearing the hottest and sluttiest outfit in the room. She was dressed as a slutty and really sexy vampire nurse with a full view of  her perky boobs. I remember her extending her hands quickly for a handshake even before Shirley finished her introduction formalities, uttering boldly the one sentence that made my admiration for her begin.

"Hey daddy... I mean sorry...silly me right.. Asher i meant, I'm samantha like she said, please don't be a stranger, i definitely want to have sex with you but don't you dare holla at me if it isn't going to be a marathon," she boldly flirted  with no hint of nervousness or timidity whatsoever which i totally freaking loved. She was the kind of girl that never played games but rather went for whatever guy she wanted confidently.

Her wish was definitely granted because I wouldn't pass up on such a juicy offer and because it was always a nice experience with her, I was totally not going to miss an opportunity of engaging in something interesting once more. She seemed to be one to love a hookup with an interesting plot,  and I really did not mind. 

Too bad my father had to get his hopes way up with the idea that whatever serious business what to go down tonight at the Maple Hills Conference Cave i would give a fuck about when in reality i pretty much gave little  to no single fuck about. 

I sensed a buzz on my phone and quickly pulled it out my pocket guessing it may be Samantha checking up to ensure our plans were still on.

Best Bee: Just arrived at the venue with my parents and I think I heard something really shocking from my Dad...Did you know there are plans being made to announce you as the company's heir tonight? You mentioned you would be gracing the event this time around… decided to send this as an early warning… pretty sure you weren’t aware but it’s confirmed, your father has got secret motives tonight, jsyk!

I stare at the text pretty much dumbfounded, now realizing I wasn't the only one with secret motives planned out for the night.

"Dad? I started slowly not wanting to sound like how aggravated I was getting. “Are you by any chance going to announce your successor tonight?!" I asked, my voice failing a bit to keep the desired calm as an intense heat swelled up my chest, I dug my fingers deep into my palms to make a fist trying to keep calm as the swelling anger in me grew by the moment.

"Fucking answer me Dad!! am i going to be announced as your successor tonight?!" I exclaimed further, seeing the guilty look on his face just after his initial failed expression of surprise.

"And what's so wrong with that? aren't you my son? As a matter of fact, my only son! Who else would take over Maples?  it's basically your birthright Asher! How many times are we going to have this conversation? For Christ sake! You really do want to make me hypertensive as you did to your mom?!" He blurted out.

"Stop the car!!" I barked. I just couldn’t do this right now.

"Pay no attention to him George, keep going!" My dad instructed and this gets me mad pissed.

"I said stop the fucking car George!!” I exclaimed, this time more audaciously. George suddenly halts, the first time he would be disobeying my father, maybe that was because i had never barked an order at him in the past.

Nevertheless, I made my way out angrily, slamming the door shut and immediately calling a ride.

After a few moments standing impatiently by the roadside, trying my best to shut out the feelings creeping in, but i know i was fighting a lost battle. It was high time i got used to the good ol' feeling of inadequacy because that would always be what i am–an 'inadequate son'.

 Best Bee: I guess you knew your hoe would also be present tonight... now i know why you would agree to show up in the first place, she looks hot by the way but too bad she would have to continue the rotation of her pretty neck, every minute at angle 360 for the whole of tonight trying to find you, because I know damn well you've walked straight out of that car already.

Best Bee: Oops i guess my dark shades failed at its job of making me hardly recognizable because right now she is making her way towards me, what the hell do i tell her.

Malestitute: That's honestly your problem now Shirley, you know how to keep them away, do what you do best...I'm out!

I felt my phone buzz once more as I got into my ordered ride.  I really was in no mood to deal with yet another text about samantha, i really could  care less at that point and i wanted to set that record straight to Shirley hoping she smartly fixes the situation as she usually does when it comes to my chaotic 'situationships' but what i had gotten was a notification from the management board of Carlton high; the final sad reminder that the summer break was over and it was that time once again when the boring days of study, and fake smiley ass students made up my day...Fucking hell! All I needed now was definitely to go crazy on some booze.

 "Destination Sir?"

"Club Hilton..."